Praise for Completion

Well, it's the end of the year and the end of the month. When I first felt i should write these praise posts, I honestly didn't know if I had it within me to actually follow-through. But I did. Jesus Christ, the author and finisher of my faith, helped me to complete the task. It may not be the best kind of posting because perhaps my posts could have been deeper. But at least I finished the task I felt God wanted me to do.

I'm working on my new novel, Inheritance. Of course, I'll have to finish it. Beginnings are tough because they imply there has to be an ending. It implies we have to believe we will be alive to finish a work, that we will be competent to finish the work, that we will be blessed in the doing of the work, that God will provide a place for the finished work, that the finished work will matter.

As I writer, I feel pretty much the same way I did when I became pregnant with my children. I wasn't sure how things would end. When I look at this house I live in and all the work that needs to be done on it, I have to look forward to completion or else I will never finish it. When I look at all this weight I have to lose, I have to believe.

The Preacher in Ecclesiastes tells us that "the end of a thing is better than the beginning of a thing." And the trouble with receiving a vision -- of a story, of a renovated house, of a spiritual task, of a political task, of a thin and health body-- is that one is asked to finish the task.

So, let's all do the work one we are called to do...every day. The thing is not to freak. One day at a time.

Praise ye the Lord.