Sigh…summer is slipping away. I know this because the shelves of school supplies at local stores are almost bare. The few remaining available lunch box choices do not boast of popular characters or idols, just basic vinyl without frills. I see summer easing back into a thing of memory in the tearful eyes of moms preparing to send their first kindergartener to school. Summer slides past me in the chaos of families trying to eek out one more summer activity/memory. Grocery store shelves are full of “lunch friendly” foods once again. I see summer waving goodbye as I watch the shopper in front of me unload a cart full of juice boxes, lunchmeats and snack packs of pudding.
It is okay. I have not been short changed by any means…I have had a great summer and although I hate to see it go, I must admit it does not seem to be too soon. It is sort of like after you finish a really big delicious meal…you are sorry you’re done eating, but you could not fathom another bite. I am ready for the next season.
One of the things I like best about living in Virginia is the passing of seasons. I like that just when you think you can’t take another day of humidity and heat, the air grows crisp and fall arrives. I like that after the colorful leaves of fall have dropped the gray empty tree limbs are soon coated with a brilliant white dusting of snow. I like knowing that the cold dark days of winter will eventually give in to the brighter days of a flower-filled spring…passing seasons represent hope.
I hope for a new day. I hope for a changed pace. I hope for a fresh start. I hope for restoration. I hope for new memories to add to my cherished ones.
“But as for me, I will always have hope; I will praise You more and more….since my youth You have taught me, and to this day I declare Your marvelous deeds…Your righteousness reaches to the skies, O God, you who have done great things. Who O God is like You? Though you have made me see troubles….You will again bring me up…I will sing praise to You, I whom You have redeemed.” Psalm 71:14-25
Tuesday With Teri 
Teri,
I too love the changing of season. That is why I live in the Chicago area instead of a warm dry place. It is like God speaks to me reminding me of His Greatness. It is also an easy way to witness even to children. On a warm summers night the stars out here in Seneca are like a masterpiece in a huge painting. Then people in the West must look at the mountains, etc, and see the wonders of God. He is so good to us. Pray that I will be
as observiving and share more of God with others.
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