Today I had to "commend" a bit of my spirit--it's certainly a good time of year for something like that. A writing project I had initiated is being redirected, and will be entrusted to someone more expert than I. It needs to be that way for the sake of the audience. It's just a tough thing to have to do. I find (this only happened shortly after noon!) that I keep second-guessing the matter, wondering if perhaps I should have seen if another publisher would want the project as I originally envisioned it... But in the end, it's just an "I commend my spirit" sort of a thing.
I hope this tiny little communion with Jesus in his dying means I'll have a really grace-filled Easter!