I'm One of His Children

I was canning stewed tomatoes again this morning and I needed the TV on to have some noise.  (Yes, the kids were home, but they were doing their homework.)  I turned on the View.  It was a tribute to the soap opera, All My Children because it's going off the air today.  It's been 100 years since I watched a soap opera, but some of the scenes they were showing were from the early 80's and I recognized the characters.

One  of the interviewers seemed to remember all the plot lines and  relate more to the characters than the actors.  It was weird to watch.  The creator of the show was there too--41 years later.  One thing all the actors kept saying really struck me.  They kept thanking her for creating theirs characters and giving them such great roles to play.

It made me think about thanking my creator for the role he's given me.  No--I don't think I'm just acting out a part that's already written for me, or that everything I say and do is predetermined.   I am just very thankful for the life I've been given:  the parents;  the time and location of my birth;  all the incredible experiences I've had all through my life;  my husband;  my children;  all of it.  I'm really grateful to the Father in Heaven who gave me this adventure.  There's a lot I wouldn't have picked, and some that I would trade, and a few things I'd like to ask questions about, but still, I'm glad it's mine and I get to experience it all.