I've got alotta unfinished projects in my life.
I've been meaning to finish the deck stain, every day this week.
I'm almost done, y'know. But...not quite.
And that order for Ian's glasses? Right online here on a tab...somewhere...but I haven't finished the measurements quite yet, so, well...I'll get it done in the morning. Oh, and I'll need to finish switching all that business phone billing tomorrow too. Dang, I can't forget to do that thank-you note for my neighbor...
Everywhere I look: unfinished projects.
We started the trim last year, but golly, it's really time-consuming for Kevin to mill the Aspen wood, and things have been so busy, and well, then there is the driveway work. Gonna need several loads of rock & roadbase to get it completed, but that's some big bucks, so, we'll see...
Last summer I started running again. I was gonna work up to 5k distance, and run the local 'Mayor's Cup' race. Been working on losing those 15 pounds of baby-weight for, hmmm, a year now, I guess. I've worked off a few; maybe 10 more to go. But, well - it's hard to make running & exercise a priority, when I'm juggling everything else, so....
And good grief, don't even get me started on the landscaping...or lack thereof...
Do ya' feel my pain? Seriously? Am I the only one who has something like 27 different projects up in the air at any given time?
There are days, when I just wanna give up and never get outta bed. Then there are days when I launch myself into fifty different things, like Superwoman-Elastagirl on steroids, and work myself into a frustrated frenzy. Neither extreme is workin' for me, y'know.
So my artist friend Adina says to me -
"Well, Teri, isn't that what our life in Christ is all about?
Aren't we all just unfinished projects?"
Oh.
Yeah.
Maybe I don't need to be so depressed about that which is left undone...or frantically strive to arrive at some perfect completion.
Perhaps the place of contentment resides somewhere between frenetic action and frustrated apathy.
What if contentment is as simple as doing my best,
finding gratitude in the mid-project-progress,
trusting The Builder to bring the project to purposed-completion,
in His timing, according to His standards?
The more I think about it, the more I figure some of these unfinished projects might just be the best thing I've got going...
Got any unfinished projects? How do you find peace amidst the work-in-progress?
