. . . and the living is easy. . .” My dad used to sing that old Gershwin tune to us in a deep voice on hot sticky 1980s evenings in eastern Pennsylvania. I have the song on my iPod now, and whenever I hear it, I remember and smile. Even as an adult, there is something idyllic and relaxed about this time. I still go and play outside at night with my friends on occasion, fireflies and long summer sunsets lighting the way. Of course, I am blessed to have a job in which I’m off for several weeks during June and July, mimicking my childhood breaks, but even during years when I worked the whole way through, summer still had that sense of “slow-n-easy”.
The Lord was so wise in his creation of seasons. Grateful as I am to have lived in Africa with it’s less dramatic season shifts, I relish living through winter, spring, summer, and fall in Wisconsin. To be sure, I tend to get cranky when the thermometer does its violent swings below zero and above ninety, and I’m not particularly a fan of driving in ice and snow, but there is much delight to be gained in the whiteness of winter, the new green and blooms of spring, the heat and sun and long days of summer, and the brilliant crispness of fall.
God was so wise and generous in giving us the seasons and rhythms of life.
Genesis 8:22 “While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease.”
Made for Eternity 