That Time of Year….

Ah yes, spring. I love it for planting my garden. Watching new flowers emerge from the cold soil. Feeling the warmth of the sun on my face.

And..yes, enduring my seasonal battle with a cold.

I seem to get a bad head cold twice a year. Once in the fall and once in spring. It’s like the calling of the change in season when the cold arrives. Just in my case, it came at Easter, right when I didn’t care to have it. I spent Easter Sunday at home, away from my family and my church family, to nurse a sore throat and stuffy nose.

But I used the time for good. I watched “The Passion of the Christ” – Mel Gibson’s movie about Jesus’ last days. It was an excellent reminder of what the Easter season really is all about. That by His stripes, which were so cruel, and hurtful, and pain-filled – we are healed. It’s an eye-opening thing to consider what He endured for us, and even more amazing as I sit here nursing a cold that He took it all so I might find healing. And not just for this cold of mine. But healing in all things. Disappointment. Loss. Confusion. Anxiety. All of it. Thanks be to God.