I am a jack of all trades, master of none.

I like to start things, but finishing is not as fun. I love the concepts inside of my head…but love less the details and steps needed in seeing those concepts becoming realities.

Yesterday I decided that I needed to become a finisher. I have about three books I’ve started that are still unfinished. One of them was two days overdue and headed to a 60 cent fine, so I returned it. I don’t know if I will ever find out how it ends. I have about 10 books sitting on my bookshelf that are either unread or partially read (which is a big deal considering how heavy each of those books was in my suitcase coming over here!)

I decided to write a book. I’m still in the concept-when I have time-project held at arms length phase. T o be continued…

I am learning Nederlands. I attend the 3 mandatory classes per week, but this will be a long process, and never quite finished. Transition…

Our living room keeps getting designed, redesigned, designed, redesigned, based upon what street finds I come across, how much time I have to paint furniture, etc. We just got Johan and Liesbeth’s couch (my loving brother-in-law and sister-in-law). I love it, but it also calls for a reconception of our living room (to Frans’s great delight, I’m sure.) It feels like it’s never finished…

Plus, my aesthetic has been slightly altered since coming to Europe, and I’m sure it will continue to. My sis-in-law Katie once told me that my tastes change quickly, and she’s right. I’m forever motivated by my surroundings. Change…

Tonight Frans and I will go to our church’s Good Friday service. We will mourn for the pain and sacrifice of our Savior. We will sing the songs we know and treasure. We will grieve for the darkness in the world, for selfishness, pain, unforgiveness, cruelty…that all of it was placed upon our Savior’s shoulders. For the fact that God’s own beloved felt abandoned. That he suffered. That he died.  We will sip the blood and taste the body together with friends and strangers.

But, this is the one thing in my life that is certain. When Jesus breathed his last he gasped, “It is finished.” The most important detail of my life, finished. And yet…on Sunday we get the good news that it is also to be continued…

Good Friday

3 thoughts on “Finished

  1. wonderful timely reminder….that something in our lives is finished…and not only something – but the most important thing. Thanks for our merciful Father!

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