Anniversaries

This past Monday marked six years since my beautiful high-school sweetie and I said "I do" in front of an auditorium full of family and friends on the campus of our undergrad alma mater, Pikeville College. (The ceremony was supposed to take place at sunset in the courtyard in front of the library, but a torrential spring downpour sent everyone scampering for cover. And to this day, we rarely speak of it.)

A couple of weeks ago, Quest Community Church celebrated ten years since opening. It was an awesome sight to see, as the handful of visionaries who put everything on the line in 1999 looked out over the thousands of spectators who have since come to view Quest as home.

And, in a couple of weeks, it will have been exactly one year since my wife and I first wandered through the doors of Quest.

I think there's much to be learned about that last one, based on the other two. In January of last year - before we found out we were expecting - if someone had told me that within a year and a half I'd be going to church every weekend (looking forward to it, even) or that I would happily volunteer to give up every Sunday evening for a bunch of guys calling themselves a 'life group,' it's hard to say what I would have thought. Probably something decidedly un-churchlike.

Just like a new marriage or the launch of a new church, though, it's the passage of time that gives perspective and meaning. "Doing" something is all well and good, but "still doing" something counts for a lot more. I feel I've covered a lot of ground on my spiritual quest over the past year, but looking forward I see I have a ways to go. I'm excited that the journey is still going!