And when Jesus had cried out with a loud voice, He said,
"Father, into Your hands I commit My spirit." Having said this, He breathed His last.
Luke 23:46
Every story has a beginning and an end. This, at first glance, looks like the end of Jesus's story, he was placed in a manger of wood at his birth and he was placed on a cross of wood at the end. It's neat and tidy, the kind of symmetry that writers love, it works.
Every good story has a beginning a middle and an end. For those of us on this side of Easter Sunday morning we know that instead of an end, this was merely the middle. The same can be said of our stories, from time to time the clouds roll in, hope is extinguished, and we think the end has come, but often, when we follow Jesus our ends become merely middles.
The sex slave set free.
The victim of abuse who shares his/her story.
The divorcee who leads other to a new day.
The addict who becomes a sponsor.
The troubled kid who studies law.
The cynic who begins to believe.
The amputee who learns to walk again.
Each one of us could choose the the end to be the end, or we can find the peace, hope, and strength that Jesus offers and keep going, thus making our end our new middle.
+ What could have been your end?
+ How did God help you through it?
+ In what ways has your possible end become a new middle?
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