I never catch a cold! Well, that’s been true in past years. This week, I’ve been socked in by a terrible cold; the second one I’ve had in three months! (The first hit me at the end of Advent, and I simply had to keep going, or so I assumed in my arrogance — which resulted in my voice failing me half-way through the second of three Christmas Eve services …)

When this cold hit, this past Monday, I was determined to take a more humble approach, and to take care of myself. (Humility: a Christian virtue!) Tuesday night was my night off this week, and I went to bed early. Wednesday morning I worked on my sermon at home so I could take a late-morning nap. I had obligations during the afternoon, but was able to get back home for a 4:00 PM nap, and then I was in bed only minutes after the Lenten service that evening.

The result of all that self-care? I felt good yesterday morning! And I foolishly worked a full-speed-ahead day So now, the cold is back full-force. Sigh. So much for my new-found humility …

Today is a sabbath day for me. Reading. Prayer. Rest. Drinking lot of liquids. Flushing out the cold. I may not even leave the house!