Sick

Since last Thursday, I have had quite a cold.  Not the flu, just a cold.  Malaise, snot, scratchy throat and worst of all a cough.  Like most men, I am a real wuss when it comes to being sick.
Other than taking some zinc lozenges, sitting in the steam room at the JCC and drinking lots of hibiscus tea, I've tried to go about my normal routine.
My problem is I am impatient.  Ok, I get it, everyone gets sick, 48 hours is enough, though.

I don't like feeling sick, I don't like coughing and I particularly don't like this interruption to the way i believe my life should be.  I'm ready to be done now.  I even found myself telling Jesus, I'd had enough and it was time for Him to step up to the plate.

No one likes to be sick.  However, the Bible says that strength is made perfect in weakness.  Being sick makes me feel very weak.

Maybe that is the point.  Jesus made Himself weak (whoa) for me.  Now that is love.