This same paradox is evident as we move into Holy Week. The week started with Palm Sunday, a day of praise, faith, hosanna and joy. In a matter of days, we will identify ourselves with the crowds who turned their backs on Christ and shouted, "Crucify him! Crucify him!".
I'd like to think that I would not be in that crowd, that somehow I would have more faith. Yet how many times do I experience a hardship or inconvenience and call God's love and care into question? How often do I respond to circumstances as if God is not capable of making a difference? I stand at the foot of His cross and shake my head, wondering why he doesn't do what I think He should do.
My own life seems to reflect these opposites, times of lack and times of plenty, seasons of pain and seasons of joy, moments when family and friends are close and moments of longing and loneliness. "For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven". Ecclesiastes 3:1.
I pray that as spring struggles to nudge winter aside, and Holy Week unfolds again, you may take a few moments to reflect on your own crazy journey and embrace the lessons, hold onto the gems and accept the abundant life that God desires for you. May this truly be a Holy Week.