It Is Finished

Let me start with a disclaimer that I am in no way comparing my life to the life of Jesus...

When I think about Jesus on the cross saying, "It is finished," I can't help but think about the finality of it all.  I mean how much more poignant could that statement be?  Over.  Finished.  Done.  No more.

We have finally reached a finality in our lives, a couple actually.

Our KC house is finally sold.  Gone.  Done.  Finished.  Not ours.  No more.

This process has been so stressful, that you might think that we would only have feelings of joy the moment the papers are signed.  That's partially true, but not completely.

There is some trepedation.  It was our first home, our home of 16 years.  The place of our first purchase, fight, success, etc. as a married couple.  We learned to cope, live and laugh together there.  We grew to love each other well there.  It's bittersweet to say the least.

We are so incredibly thankful to have the debt gone.  To not have to pay multiple utilities for two homes.  We are excited to not have to worry and fret over the house.  Most of all, we are thankful to now only live in one place.

Even when Jesus said it was finished, it wasn't.  In fact, it was a new beginning.

The same could be said for us.  Now that it is finished, it is time for a new beginning.

We will have the ability to live a lot less stressed, which means less bickering. We will be able to save money instead of throw it at another house and a mountain of debt.  We will be able to do things we want and need to do.

I did have surgery last week.  I feel a bit of a new beginning since that as well.

I had literally felt like I was going to die.  What I didn't know was that if I hadn't sought medical attentions, I could have died.  Not only did I have the obvious physically issues, my hemoglobin was dropping and fast.

Prior to surgery, my hemoglobin had dropped low enough to warrant a transfusion.  Thankfully, the doctor waited to see if the surgery would cause it to rise.  It did.  By the time I left the hospital, it had come up from 7 to 8.  If it doesn't keep rising, the doctor is going to push into a transfusion to get me back on track.

It's crazy, but I know it's getting better.  I didn't realize just how sick I was.  My face was pale white and now has color.  I wake up with so much more energy.  I do wear down by the end of the day, but there is a noticeable difference in how I feel.  We still have to get the results next week to determine if there is any cancer, but I am feeling good.

I have to admit, I am a little lost right now.  This new beginning came so fast that I had no time to plan what was next.

Of course, I have some major cleaning to do after being sick the better part of the past three months.  I want to get back to the things I enjoy.  I want to start serving the church and church body again.  I am ready to embrace and live life here in Ohio.