Doris Day sang it best.

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here’s what she said to me.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here’s what my sweetheart said.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

Kinda fitting if you really look at the words. Not knowing the future can be some what scary. Of course it can be looked upon as an adventure too. So why do we worry about it?

The end of June I was able to witness my first ordination for a friend of mine’s husband. I had not met her until this past fall, and have only known them a short time. Karen was a “God” send to me, and even though our time was short, I’m a true believer in the saying, “friends are here for a season, a reason and a lifetime. “Que Sera, Sera Whatever will be will be, the future’s not ours, to see,” the ordination was glimpse into my future.

So back to the “story”. When we entered seminary, I was totally against it. Time, prayer, support from old and new friends and family has made the time here fly by. Karen gave me the strength for the up and coming future. She’s been a great mentor and a great friend, whom I hope to stay in contact with when she’s leaves for first call in about two and half weeks. Thank goodness for technology, texting, Voxer, Skype, Facebook, etc.

Going backward I met a friend through my job before moving here. Renee was and still is my biggest cheerleader. She’s always there with a Facebook note, or text just when I need it most. Even if she doesn’t realize it or never planned it that way.

And then there is my lifetime friend, Chris. When she moved in to across the street from my childhood home, I had no idea where the friendship would go. Although Chris and I don’t talk daily or monthly, she’s always there.

One of my other blogs, I mentioned my mothers lifetime friend, and how I wished or hoped I had one as long as my mom. Well, it was Chris who reminded me that she has been there through my lifetime. She too is a great support and comfort of home, all the time.

So armed with these thoughts, my new mantra “Que Sera, Sera” and of course “Hakuna-Matata”, will lead me on this adventure called life. Although it will not always be easy, it is the future. With continued support for all those mentioned and not mentioned, life will go on.

My Husband likes to remember Dut. 29:29, I too will move forward with my eyes open but my faith in my hand. God is good, “it’s all about the love”, I’m grateful for my life.