'It is finished'
Against the background of this years Church of England lent material 'Failure' our Table Talk gathering on Thursday saw some lively discussions around two questions.
In what ways did the ministry of Jesus look like a failure?
Do you think Jesus ever experienced anything that felt like failure? If so, when?
Such questions raised even more questions .
What does success look like? What is failure?
Does it not depend on your own expectations?. Many women and men had their lives changed and made whole. Is that a failure?
If you wanted the overthrow of Rome then you may well have been disappointed but did Jesus ever say that was his aim?
Jesus choice of those close to him brought disappointment - betrayal at different levels.
But as we chatted round our table one individual focussed on Jesus words on the cross 'It is finished"
Reflecting together it raised the possibility did Jesus mean 'It's finished' mission accomplished or its all over and all is lost?.
So we shared the paradox of what Jesus did and did not know. The age long discussion 'the humanity of Jesus and the divine'. To truly enter into our humanity and experience what we experience is it not important that Jesus does not know the outcome of his death? Yet his divinity of being one with God the Father and God the Holy Spirit brings another perspective to the cross. But does that mean Jesus knew the outcome and does it matter? As we chatted and pondered we shared our own lives, and in that sharing insights were gained, and I just loved that way the individual who teasingly raised the thought what 'It is finished' might mean had a glint in their eyes. What a gem of a question left hanging in the air.
‘It is finished’
Theres nothing else I can do.
Didn’t plan on being nailed to a cross
but then I made choices.
When I was a young boy
I was aware I needed to be doing God’s work
My Fathers work
oh not my amazing step dad’s job.
But I still had choices.
My cousin was down by the river
I felt I needed to be baptised,
it was part of turning towards God
My Father.
But others were doing the same.
I still had choices.
I spent time in the wilderness
wandering
thinking
talking
working out my options
and I chose.
I chose to tell people
that God loves
and welcomes all.
I chose to touch untouchables
I chose to allow a woman to wash my feet
and anoint my head.
I chose to speak with Samaritans
I chose to eat with a tax collector
I chose not to condemn people.
I still had choices
I chose to welcome men
and women
into spending time with me.
I chose to share
what my Father
believes.
I chose to believe in the potential
of all to be truly the children of God.
Because I chose
I found I had to choose to go to Jerusalem.
That choice was costly.
It was not risk free.
I discerned
that my choices
upset some people.
Thats the thing about choosing.
You have to decide what’s most important.
Yet every choice I made
had a consequence
and led to another choice
and each time
I could have gone another way.
‘It is finished’
Those choices have led me
to be nailed to a cross
and that’s it.
So here I am
dying.
Was it worth it?
I don’t know.
It’s all over now.
What a waste.
Yet as I hang here
I still have a choice.
So...
Father forgive them
they don’t know what
they are doing.
‘It is finished’
© Mark Goodhand 11th March 2023
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