Oh, how I needed this day to come. Summer ripens in August, the heat smothers you, the rain changes its patterns and becomes more unpredictable. You can count on it making its daily appearance but the routine of days before is crumbling. No more sun until 3pm and showers at 4pm.
Around this point of the year, Florida’s weather assumes its own type of control, as if it was rebelling against the God of Order. The sun is abusive. Tropical storms are brewing. Hurricanes are on the prowl. The waters are swelling.
It rains and shines all at once, the days are full of rainbows. The nights are full of clamoring thunder and strobes of lightning.
Maybe I’m at the mercy of the seasons, but I often feel my being tousled by the climatic pushes of my environment.
I spend the greater half of the year trying to start something new. Trying to make myself new, trying to be in charge and assume control. Truth be told, that’s no position for me. There is Somebody else in control watching me run into walls and forcing open doors.
I’m a lot like summer when she’s trying to catch a break, my sunshine and storms shake their order and my weather finds me out of whack.
That’s why August’s arrival is a jewel of hope. The commotion will ever be tamed. The last quarter of the year will eventually embrace me.
Peak summer, August 1st, means looking forward to the best of the year. Today is stepping out when the eye of the storm is around, in between the beginning and the end of the wind’s wrath.
Hold on tight. Hope on tight.
Through the hot summer beads of rain, Fall silently prepares itself to grace us. And I am delighted.
Fall. Fall into the Hands of God.
Let Him prune my tree, let Him catch the desires of my heart, let Him deconstruct me.
The ascent, the descent, all of season’s lesson is drawing me closer to Christ.
In the dog days, in the ebb, in the lull and in the budding…in the sweat and glory, there’s only one way–
“Come near to God and he will come near to you.”
Before I mention a plan, I’m also changing up the blog routine, again. Because I need to. I didn’t seek direction from God last time so I apologize for not keeping my word.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the rainbow and it’s meaning, in the Bible and in the world…something I think we as Christians need to discuss. I want to do an illustration on the rainbow to accompany that discussion, help inspire me, how do you see the rainbow? storms and the eye of the storm?