In reflecting on Jesus and His tomb, I cannot help but think of my morning playing Schrödinger's cat with a 3-year-old.
It is difficult to find Jesus in the faces of some of my most frustrating patients... Sometimes, however, it's painfully easy to see Him.
It's hard not to dream of greener grass while you're standing in the brown stuff and to trust that you're not missing out on something.
Jesus desires for me to have good gifts, but ultimately, He cares more about my heart than my comfort.
Yet, there is no greater freedom than finding yourself at the foot of the cross, in the place where you are afraid to wait, where uncertainty and fear abound. That place is holy.
What in my life is keeping me from God the most?
Lord knows I didn't want to slow down, so sometimes the Lord let me get sick so my body slows down so my spirit will.