An Unfinished Life

About a month before Thanksgiving, my husband and I bought a puzzle from the local library. It was a used 500-piece puzzle, and we decided to put it together over Thanksgiving week. True to form, my husband (the expert), separated all of the pieces by color and put the edges together. He then began to work on the center. Myself (the novice), took all of it in and waited for it to resemble the picture on the box. As I walked by, I would occasionally pick up a piece and set it in place. The funny thing about this puzzle though, several pieces were cut in the exact same shape. You had to choose the one that best fit the picture. On and on we went until there was just a small hole in the upper right of the puzzle. There were about fifteen pieces left, and neither he nor I could make the last pieces fit. I blamed it on the puzzle (of course, it could not be user error), and when neither of us could finish it, I boxed it up and threw it into the garbage…and good riddance. It was frustrating to not finish the puzzle. I didn’t like having left it undone, but there was nothing we could do about it. The picture of it stayed in my mind for a long time. It reminded me of an unfinished life.

How many times have people passed, especially when they are younger, and we feel that they left an unfinished life. “If only,” we think, “They could have done so much more.” I remember those who passed in Junior High and High School, and I feel that sentiment when I think of them. I know that I am not the only one who feels this way.

So what is an unfinished life? We all have our own definition but primarily it is a life that was not able to experience the usual milestones we pass as time goes on. If the person is talented and gifted, we think of all the good they could have done in the world. I remember thinking that of a few doctors I knew who passed relatively early. Oh, how the world would miss them, and I was right. They left a hole in our small community when they were gone.

After I became a believer in Jesus Christ, I thought that way about Him for several years. Why did He have to die at the age of 33? Think of all the people he could have healed, raised from the dead, and the many demons he could have cast out. It was only later that I realized His life was not unfinished. He accomplished what He came to earth to do. He laid down His life as a payment for the sins of the world. His life fulfilled everything it was meant to.

So the question becomes, how do we live so that when we leave we haven’t left an unfinished life? Do we need to have all of our projects done at work? What about things that need to be done around the house? Is it about dotting every i and crossing every t on our list of things to do? I don’t think so.

No matter when we are called to go, there will always be something left undone…a bed unmade, a project not signed off, or that right person not hired. But those things can be remedied by others. There are things that we do not want to leave unfinished, things that only we can do. Have we called our relative that we need to reconcile with? Have we forgiven someone who hurt us? Have we reached out to the hurting in our community in a way that will make a significant difference, or have we only lived for ourselves?

As we approach the beginning of another year, let’s make an effort to not leave the important things unfinished. As we take our last breath on this earth and wake up in the rarified atmosphere of eternity, let us make sure we have not left the most important thing unfinished: that of our relationship with the Lord. If nothing else, let’s get that right before we pass. If you haven’t taken care of it, don’t let another day go by before you do. You never know when it will be your time to leave this world, and you don’t want to live in eternity regretting that you left it unfinished in this life.

“And as it is appointed for men to die once, but after this the judgment, so Christ was offered once to bear the sins of many.” Hebrews 9:27

The Fourth Quarter

In the past ten months, five acquaintances of mine have passed. Four out of the five were just living their lives, had pain in a certain area, and went to the doctor. They were immediately put on hospice, and lasted between two and ten weeks. To say that it was a bit surprising is an understatement. Here were these perfectly “healthy” individuals going about their daily routines, and suddenly they were in the process of getting their affairs in order.

My friends and I were in shock at the suddenness of it all. There was not a lot of time to mentally prepare for the loss of these individuals. After thinking about it for a while, I asked the Lord to give me a different perspective on these losses. As I was walking by the television, I caught a reference to being in “the fourth quarter of life.” I was busy and didn’t stop and listen to what the woman was saying but I have thought about that phrase a lot since then.

When we watch a football game that is in the fourth quarter, there is only so much time left for the players to play. A lot of injuries happen in the fourth quarter and players are taken out of the game. They have given their all and their bodies can only cope with so much trauma. It is the same for humans. By the time we get to the fourth quarter, our bodies have served us for decades. They took us to work for forty years, helped us bear and raise children, and allowed us to wake up and live each day.

In the fourth quarter, the game is about to end. Similarly, our lives are about to end at some point. We should not be shocked that some will be leaving the game of life early. After all, some have already left in the first, second, and third quarters. By the fourth quarter, we are all going to be facing the end of the game.

Thinking about “the fourth quarter” has given me a peace about the losses. I should not live life with the idea that I will live forever in this earth suit I have been given and neither will my friends and family. I need to prepare for the end of the game and not be taken by surprise.

James 4: 14 says: “For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.” When I was in my twenties, I didn’t really relate to this verse. Now that I am older and people are passing around me, I am forced to consider this statement. No matter how long we live, our years will be brief in light of eternity. I guess we all have to ask ourselves, “Are we prepared for the end of the game? Are we prepared if we are taken out earlier than expected by some illness or misfortune?

Professional football players have great coaches that prepare them for the game and help train them to last until the end of each game. We have a chance to choose a Coach that will prepare us for the game of life. His name is Jesus and all we have to do is turn to Him and ask Him to help train us and show us how to play the game. He will be there until our final moments in the game and will be with us when we shed our earth suits and leave for the next phase of our spiritual journey.

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Destinations

We walked into our favorite travel agency, “Destinations,” with anticipation. It had been a long winter, and we were ready for another trip. We were going back to see the family in Italy, but every time we go, we like to plan several stops around the country. Our usual agent, Sylvia, was there waiting to help us. There was a new man, Damon, who was also there. She introduced us to him as he was a recent hire.

She handed us a complimentary chocolate as we sat down. She opened her map and we got to work. She asked us where our primary destination would be knowing we would say Milan. Then we got down to business. As we ticked off each city we wanted to go to, she would enter it into her computer and then say, “Next Destination?”

We were just about at the end of our list when I opened up the wrapper on the chocolate and popped it into my mouth. It was soft and creamy and as I closed the wrapper, I got chocolate all over my hand. I was distracted for a moment and I heard her say, “Final Destination?” I looked at my hand and said, “Could you excuse me a moment? I need to use the restroom.”

I walked into the restroom and ran the water. I washed my hands and as I reached for the paper towel, I touched the light switch and the light turned off. “No problem,” I thought, “I’ll just turn it on again.” I reached for the switch and as I touched it, a spark flew out and the light flickered. “Strange,” I thought, as I waited for the light to stay on. A moment later, the flickering stopped, the light came on and I exited the washroom.

Everything looked a little different as I walked towards Sylvia’s desk. I figured it was just my eyes adjusting to the light. I sat down but nothing seemed to change. There was an iridescent glow around everything. Sylvia looked down at me and again said, “Final Destination?” No longer was there a map of Italy on her desk but a picture of a road with a fork in it. One fork led to a beautiful oasis and the other to the edge of a fiery volcano.

I looked over at my husband and it was as if time had stopped. He sat there but he wasn’t moving. It was just Sylvia, Damon and myself who were having this conversation. Sylvia had the same kind expression on her face like she usually did but Damon had a greedy leering look on his face. It was as if he wanted to make me choose the path whose end was a fiery volcano. I could see his hatred of me and sense that he wanted me destroyed.

I gasped as I realized this really was happening. This was no longer a conversation about our next trip but about which path I would choose that would lead me to my Final Destination. Fear began to grip me as Damon reached for my hand. My heart started thumping in my chest, and I wanted to run, but I couldn’t move. Instinctively, I knew Damon wanted to take me to Hell. I shuddered and called out the only name I knew who could help me, “JESUS!” I looked up, and He stood before me. He took my hand and led me to my Final Destination…that beautiful oasis called Heaven.

Destinations aplenty, but only two choices when it comes to our Final Destination.

Which will you choose?

“For God so loved the world that He gave his only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.” John 3: 16-17.

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