While I was swimming today, the ring I designed for my licensing disappeared. I haven't worn it in weeks - and I put it on this morning, but I took it off (but not my wedding ring) to swim....
What is funny, is that while I am disappointed I am not crushed. In some ways, I have seen my licensing ring as important as my wedding band - a public sign of a commitment I made to the church - and yet since I am not pastoring currently I don't feel as connected to it. That might be good as I probably won't ever see it again.
The great thing is that my committment to the church doesn't go away just because my ring is off my finger or non-existant. And now, if I ever get ordained - I can get another ring!