Summer Schedule

We have successfully made it into our “summer schedule”. What does our summer schedule look like? Wiiiiiide open. Why do I say it like it's an accomplishment? Because towards the end of Winter and into Early Spring we all began to feel like we were riding a merry-go-round that kept picking up speed and we were hanging on for dear life. I LOVE that our kids were in AWANA. I'm happy that my husband was in a men's leadership group. I double-love the families in our small group bible study. I really enjoyed playing women's volleyball! But I rejoiced inside when all of it ended.

For some reason I kept thinking that I wasn't doing anything this last Fall and Winter. So I kept signing up to do more! Pretty soon we were double booked on Sunday evenings, booked Monday, Wednesday and Thursday evenings, and I do believe we went months without a “free” weekend. So, yes, I am so very glad to be into our “summer schedule”.

I keep remembering Ecclesiastes as I shift into summer mode. “There's a time for everything”. This summer is my time for nothing! It's not that we won't ever do anything, but we will be free to pick and choose what we do, and when. We have some camping planned, I'm working on having a Pampered Chef party with a friend (Yay!), I have a garden all planned out just waiting for warm enough soil to plant. All these things I can do at my leisure, with no weekly commitments, and I intend to do just that!

If you've been too busy, is this summer a good season for you to plan some nothingness into your schedule? If you've been cabin fever-y and bored, is it a good season for learning a new hobby? If you've been inside, it is a good season for getting outside, riding a bike, hiking. If you've been mourning, I pray the sunny days will boost you into a season of joy.

In my life, the season is changing into a time for rest. I see lazy mornings with a cup of coffee on the porch. I see kids playing in a plastic pool in the lawn. I see myself swinging, ever so gently, in our hammock while the kids ride their bikes in the driveway. And I can't wait.