A few months ago I had a strange dream.

It was a single word.

Tetelestai.

I could see it crystal clear, like a banner before me, but I didn’t know what it meant. I guessed it was probably Greek though.

I woke up in the night with this word ringing in my mind, googled it on my phone and promptly fell asleep again.

I forgot all about it until the next morning until I was having my coffee and saw somewhere “it is finished” and it all suddenly came flooding back.

The dream. The word. The strangeness of it all.

Turns out that particular word is only found in one place in the Bible, in John 19.

I don’t speak Greek and I confess ever since part of me has been racking my brains trying to come up with a logical explanation for how I came to know the word I saw. But I’ve got nothing.

Neither do I have any clever words or inspired revelation since then to say about it.

This is just the word I am making space for today.

Tetelestai

It is finished