Life from Death

I'm tired of it. I'm just sick of it. Winter is so dead looking. No color. Dead leaves, dead looking trees, dead weeds. The only color today was a the blue sky. Tuesday's sky was white -- no color at all.

Looking at these pictures --taking these pictures -- it is hard to believe that spring is even possible. It's difficult to trust that life will spring from these brown trees or that flowers will burst into bloom in just a few weeks.

What do you see when you look at these pictures? Lately I've only been seeing brown, dead, colorless, winter blah. Not a very good attitude. It's difficult for God to use me for his purposes when I have an attitude that doesn't positively look to possibilities. Potential.

A fellow in our lab (note: A fellow is a doctor who is working toward his endocrinology specialty), who was a Muslim from Yemen, asked me one day if I believe that Jesus died on the cross -- was he actually dead? My answer was yes -- dead -- dead as a doornail (whatever that means). Resurrection -- life from death -- is a basic tenet of our faith.

It's hard to look at death, and expect to see life. Nevertheless, that is what we are called to do. We, as Christians, are expected by God to look at life with a positive expectation -- a positive attitude.