Each morning I wake up to sunlight cascading into my bedroom window. Birds are singing songs of praise and everything is light and airy. Summer came swiftly and I found myself hurrying to catch up with the new season. I put away my sweaters and pulled out my sandals. Summer is here! Only a few weeks before we had snow! Such an odd occurence but a reminder to me that each day is new. I can’t remember a time when there was snow and then 80 degree weather in my city. God makes each day its own.
I scrubbed the house from top to bottom in preperation for a special visitor. All the windows are up and the back door is left open. I spend most mornings having quiet time on the porch. My Bible and journal wait in expectation.
It’s so much easier to feel joy when there is sun. It’s so freeing to not have on layers. But would I really appreciate this season if not for the cold?
I’ve grown to love Fall. I’ve grown to love layers. But I don’t know if Summer will ever be a bore. It is always a welcome refreshment from the times of hybernation.