When my grandkids were younger and they asked me a question I didn't know the answer to, I would answer "ask your daddy, he knows everything." They were at the age where they truly believed that! As they got a little older, I would answer "I don't know, but I'll help you figure it out." More recently, I have been answering "it's a mystery to me!" With that, they sometimes just look at each other and shrug their shoulders. (Mostly they have their own answer .... let's Google it !)

A mystery by definition is something that is difficult or impossible to understand or explain. I have many personal mysteries swirling around in my mind...

1) How can three people (ok young adults) be so very different when they shared the same womb and were born at the same time? (yes, we have triplets.)
2) Why does a cold beer and a hot dog taste so much better at the ballpark on a warm summer day, than it does in your air conditioned living room?
3) How can a man run a multi-million dollar company, but seem apparently unable to  figure out mobile banking?
4) Why is it so very difficult for people to put their grocery cart in the cart corral which is 10 steps away from their vehicle?
5) How does a recipe taste so much better when your mom or grandma make it, even when you use the same ingredients and follow the directions exactly?
6) Why does the center of those lava cakes stay liquid when the rest of it bakes firmly?

I could go on and on. You might actually know the answer to some of MY life mysteries, but hey now, this is MY list! What are some of YOUR mysteries?

In a recent discussion about God, faith, explaining your beliefs with others...I made the statement that God is mostly a mystery to me. He is hard for me to explain, I don't know why I believe, I just do. What do you think, is that just a "cop out" ?

Andrea Heshmati

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