Right about here I need to insert a few fist pumps and hip hip hurrahs! For unfinished happens to be one of my favorite states of being. I could not tell you why I have such a preference for the incomplete, it just is. I suppose it could be considered a flaw in my character, something I should be striving to correct, this habitual practice of mine to leave things hanging, waiting…..
And if I am going to be completely honest with myself, it is a deficit in my make up, because truly this predilection springs from the fact that I am easily bored and severely lacking in perseverance. I used to joke with the few acquaintances I have that God knew what he was doing when He gave me three children under the age of five, because being pulled simultaneously in so many opposing directions made it impossible to be bored, thus become inattentive, thus perhaps neglectful. Basically craziness saved me from myself.
Still, I …….
Sigh…..I was attempting to stay on target tonight…..hum, but as usual I received an always welcome visitor or two smack dab in the middle of this post…..hum.
Yep it’s gone. I guess this post is to be left unfinished just like all those unfinished projects which I live amoungst, and I must share that I don’t see them as failures, for if I enjoyed any moment that was spent on them, if they gave me any degree of pleasure in their doing, then perhaps that was their purpose. So I embrace what is, not what could be, and therefore they are as finished as they need to be for today. Besides, how lovely to have them there lurking, waiting, wanting, just in case.
Praise and thanksgiving to a good and holy God for weaving even my foibles and flaws into a beautiful pattern in my unfinished life.
❤️ Blessings Belinda