Where has the summer gone?
There's something I love about this time of year. It's hard to quite describebecause it's more of a feeling than words, but something in me wells with a sense of anticipation. Waking up to cooler mornings, falling asleep to the sound of cicadas and the feel of evening breeze. Beginning to say goodbye to the hot sun of July for something more forgiving, something fresh. Dreaming of ombre leaves and spiced flavors, while still soaking in the free spirit of summertime. I have this bittersweet feeling in my soul as I think of turning in flowy dresses and sunhats, yet digging out the cozy warmth of cable knits and thick socks.
August is my favorite month.
Transition. As much as I claim to "hate change," there is also a pretty large part of me that thrives on it. I like the anticipation and the unknown in equal parts to how much I dislike it. Really it depends on the situation. The other eve Brent and I were reminiscing, and I realized how much of a transition month August has been in the past.
2012- Brent and I begin to rekindle our romance
2013- The beginning of my journey as a wife
2014- The offer is accepted on our first home, Brent changes jobs
Of course my mind begins to wander as to "what's next?" OK Lord, it's been a little while since anything major has occurred, and changing the kitchen knobs out does not count, what do you have in the works for me?
This question has been the most recent of many racing around in my jumbled-up brain. There is almost nothing that makes me crazier than the sense of lacking productivity, and oftentimes I've been known to mistake busywork and constant change for productivity. "I always have to be doing something a) exciting, b) worthwhile, c) challenging, or d) active. Otherwise, what is my life, really?"
A couple weeks ago my good friend sent me a blog post that spoke to my feeling so profoundly, there really is no paraphrasing.
So August. Here I sit so uneventfully on my window seat, cup of coffee in hand, and I'm basking in your glory. Basking in the fact that this can still be my favorite month even without major life changes. Soaking up the peace and quiet that the Lord has gifted me in this season. Drawing nearer, listening harder, trusting deeper. Knowing that even if change is right around the corner, I don't need to know about it three steps ahead.
August, you are glorious, and a mark of learning so much more.