Is it Really About the Bunny?

599534_10200821660813673_923239029_nToday is Easter. Many children will hunt colored eggs and chocolate bunnies. It is so much fun to watch the “egg-hunters,” from toddlers to 4th-graders, at our local church. So many kids with an array of baskets of all sizes, waiting for the signal to start–then a mad dash to pick up as many eggs as they can. They are all so cute, and so excited about the egg hunt and their prize!

A couple of years ago, one of our “grandees” said, “This is the best candy day I’ve ever had!” Today, this kindergartener will tell you, “Jesus died on the cross and His blood covers our sins!” He knows Jesus is “the prize!”

A statement like that can snap you into reality very quickly. No, It’s not really about the bunny, not even the chocolate bunny. Easter is all about the cross and God’s precious gift–His only Son, who  shed His blood on a wooden cross so that our sins might be covered when we accept that gift. The crown of thorns image is a vivid reminder to me of the huge price that was paid for the gift of my salvation, and I am so grateful!

In the “health journey” on which God has led me, I speak often of being a breast cancer survivor.  I believe pure health involves mind, body and spirit, and through integrative medicine–Western medicine and natural medicine–I am now cancer free. What I haven’t mentioned before  is my diagnosis in 1971 of leukemia, by 3 different hospitals. With my white count in excess of 21-thousand, styrofoam-looking balls in my mouth and throat, jaundice, and an extremely swollen liver, the doctors took pictures for the medical students. My parents were told a bone marrow transplant the following day was necessary for my survival.

After my parents had put me on every prayer list they could, my dad told the doctors to run the tests again. After doing so, nine doctors surrounded my bed the following morning. The head hematologist announced to us, “We don’t know what happened, but you do not have leukemia.”

They may not have known, but my parents and I knew. The Great Physician had healed me. Although unknown to me then, my health journey really began that day. That was also the day  I was first struck by the assurance that God and I had a personal relationship, for this life, and for eternity.

We make many choices in life; some are good for us and some aren’t. My personal choice of  God’s precious gift, Jesus Christ (as my grandee would say, “the prize”), is truly the best one! (No, it’s not really about the bunny).

From the heart!
~Kathy Burden