Summer is my favorite season. Trees are green, flowers are blooming, sunshine is shining, it's hot and humid. The pool is open for business. Summer is just a time in the year when everything is awake and alive. So different from Winter. When it is cold and snowy and the wind is blowing, people tend to hibernate in their homes, not getting together as much. When Summer comes, it's the opposite!
Being a summer baby, I have always loved the summer. The dog days of summer when it is scorching hot, the sun is baring down on you, you drip sweat just by going to the mailbox and back, definitely my favorite time of year. I remember when I was a poor kid in Sheridan, living in a small home on 6th street. Mom and dad would be inside doing cleaning and house chores, I would be outside, swimsuit on, sprinkler or hose going, maybe even one of those little plastic pools to soak in. Kids from the deadend street would get together in our backyard to take their turn running through the frigid cold sprinkler, maybe leftover popsicle in the corners of their mouth. These images are so vivid in my mind sometimes it was like it happened today. So carefree and innocent.
As my mind drifts back to present day, I remember with a smile those merry times in the backyard, but my mind fills with nervousness as I think about this Sunday. Our first Sunday at a new church. We visited a church our friends are interim pastor at a few weeks ago, and that was nice to be with them, felt like home. However, realistically speaking, more than likely not going to become our home church. We are trying out some new churches here in Westfield, close to home where Cameron will hopefully know a lot of the kids in the youth group already and not have to make such a hard transition. Luckily, some friends of ours that left New Life a long time ago are making the same transition as we are and are looking forward to looking at churches with us. I kind of like that idea, friends being with you while you both transition. Change is always hard for me. Much harder than it is for others. So while the changes at New life that took place were hard to swallow, being new in a church of strangers, that will be much harder. I will take it in stride and pray to God to give me strength and courage these next couple of months as we make some hard decisions on where God is leading us to be. I think this will definitely be much easier having to take place in the summer, then it would be if it were winter. So as I sing worship songs on Sunday and try to fit in with the others, I will be thinking of the carefree girl running through the sprinkler and smiling, knowing that God is watching me through all of it and leading me by the hand, just like my daddy did when I was little.
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