Why is it that finishing well is so difficult?
Maybe it’s not difficult for you, but for me, jeez! Sometimes it seems like I just can’t help throwing in the towel . . .
What?! You want to take us out for tapas and refrescos on Friday and get to know us more? I’m only going to be here for five more days, don’t you think its a little late business professor?
It’s Friday?! We have exams next week and I have to study, really?
I think it’s easy to chalk it up to senor-itis (not sure how to spell that), or the fact that I’m just super excited for the next phase of life to start, but what if it’s just pure laziness? I don’t feel like going out because I’m tired of talking Spanish. I don’t really want to study because I’m ready to be done with school and forget I ever took classes. Maybe it’s the fact that when you do things you don’t necessarily want to do, but realize it’s awhile until you finish with them, when the end eventually comes into view you remember “oh yeah, I didn’t want to do this in the first place, time to quit!”
I don’t know if that makes any sense, and I do need to defend my parents, they did an awesome job instilling good principles in all us girls, but I guess sometimes my sinfulness wins out . . . How lame does that sound?
So today I find myself in need of a pep-talk. Yes the end is in sight, but that doesn’t mean I quit now. Here’s what I’m thinking, what if all the christians said, “you know what God, I’ve done what I can for your Kingdom and I’m tired. I see that the end is coming soon (because you’ve said so) so I’m gonna live like I want now” (Oh wait I do that sometimes). Here’s a better example, what if God said that to us? “You know what, I’m tired of extending grace to you Jaklyn, looks like you’re on your own.” Not the most encouraging thought . . .
I need some good old fashioned perseverance and the nudge that reminds me that I’m not done yet! Just like God’s not done with me, thank goodness! So with that in mind I continue on!
These verses obviously apply to alot more that my lack of ending well, but it’s a good spiritual reminder and I like this translation, . . . Hebrews 12: 1-3
Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever (Insert laziness). And now he’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls!
Just to clarify, this is the view from the London Bridge. London Bridge itself isn’t really anything to write home about.
Well sorry for the long post, I’m done now.
As my dad would say, “keep on keeping on!” 🙂