I’ve noticed a lot of folks in North America seem to think that the end of summer comes around the middle of August. What gives everyone this feeling? Schools are back in session, Labor Day is now the first holiday of the school year, and Christmas ads have begun, who can argue that it’s still summer? I want to hang on to summer until September 21st. I love summer even though the coolness of fall is attractive and refreshing. Summer means green, alive, heat, and growth. When my son lived in Monterey, California, I loved the sense of a nearly perpetual summertime and the raw beauty of the area. He is back in Indiana, married to his beautiful wife, and now has the demands of the midwest to contend with again and I can no longer look toward a free night in beautiful California.
Yet, I love the days when I can walk out of the back door in bare feet and let my dogs out and smell the warm damp woods behind my home. It is refreshing, lush, and lavish. For so many this has been a brutal year for lots of people. Drought, storms, and fire have seemed like a chapter from the Book of Revelation. Is it global warming, climate change, or some other apocalyptic explanation that is causing it all? Whatever is happening it is making this year one for the books.
I’m going to go with Jeremiah 17:7, “But blessed are those who trust in the LORD and have made the LORD their hope and confidence.” That is the tale of the Book of Revelation – trust God. We have a responsibility to use our brains to do our best to make this a better world – to be stewards of creation and not abusers – to care for the vineyard because it does not belong to us – but ultimately – TRUST GOD. All seasons of the year become expressions of love and renewal – so embrace the season and trust God.