Summertime

It truly felt like summer today. Making the kids get up at the crack of noon, forcing them to weed the yard, lamenting over an invisible hole in the blow up pool and barbequing hot dogs at dinnertime. The endless summer days sprawl ahead of us like the never ending trail of drool coming from our 70 pound mutt. 'Tis the life I love.

There is something quite amazing about God giving us these lazy days of peacefulness....days where you feel like you have permission to do nothing constructive, to just 'be', to recharge, to contemplate, to just let life happen.

Most certainly the mundane tasks of life continue to pop up in bits and pieces. Children need to be fed, laundry needs to be done, carpets need to be discovered under piles of toys and discarded clothing. But it's lovely sitting on a park bench, feeling the sun soaking into your skin, watching kids frolic in the warmth. Then sauntering home, carrying a tired two year old all the way. When she lays her head on your shoulder and tightens her chubby arms around your neck, you have time to savour the moment, breathe it all in, etch the moment into your memory.

I was paid well today.