Who Would Have Thought?

I just sent this text to a few of my girlfriends from high school:  “3:00 will work.  And I may bring books for all of you.  I'm leading a study that has 50+ women on the book Captivating.  It's awesome!”  

Gulp.  Wow.  Ummmm….wow.

I’m leading a study with 50+ women.  Me.  At church.  Seriously?

Who would have thought…not me that’s for sure.  I seem to be thinking that more often than not lately.  

Who would have thought I would be standing on my mom’s porch with one hand on her shoulder and the other on my stepdad’s shoulder, head down and praying out loud yesterday evening?  

Not me.

Who would have thought that I would be solely listening to/rocking out to/dancing to/meditating to Christian music?  (Unless it’s being piped in of course.)  

Not me.

Who would have thought I would no longer want to watch movies or TV shows with inappropriate language or content?  

Not me.

Who would have thought that I would mentally and some times physically cringe at hearing the Lord’s name being taken in vain? (God D…, Jesus C….., OM., etc)

Not me.

Who would have thought that I would come back to the home town I said I would never come back to and actually plant some roots?

Not me.

Who would have thought that I would be not only attending church on a regular basis, but be there for more than one service?

Not me.

Who found Christ and is at peace for the first time in their life?

Me.