Tetelestai

I didn’t see a way out of the misery I got myself into. Not just because it seemed futile to continue whatever it was that I was doing, but because I knew, that by the standards I held sacred, I deserved every bit of it. I screwed up.

There was one thing I didn’t understand. These standards were … screwed up themselves. They were towering over me like a medieval teacher about to beat the crap out of a child. I came to realize, it was never meant this way. What I believed in, was the foolish echo of misguided fake saints.

In a profound moment of clarity, the meaning of divine grace became evident to me, and it is as simple as a single word. Tetelestai. It is finished.

In a single moment, any guilt I could ever amass on my head, has been vanquished once and for all, and all I have to do to live in this freedom, is to see that it has been done, and it will never have to be done again.