Summertime Season

Springtime has given way to Summertime and the world is teeming with life and all the busyness it brings.  Every surface is crawling with bugs, every breath of wind carrying the seeds of a million different plants; the sun shines hot, the rain falls hard; even the moisture in the air has a tendency to launch colonies of mold or mildew or bacteria on every surface it finds. 

Gone is the subtly of spring with its pastel colors, mild temperatures, and tiny beginnings.  Here instead is the full vibrancy of summer with bold colors, loud noises, everything in extremes. Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere is the fullness of life.

It is amazing how something that begins in a whisper, a time of contemplation and creation, culminates in such a cacophony of noise and happy chaos.  The awakening time of creativity is now the busy, full-steam-ahead time of carrying out all the life that was hatched in those early, quiet days - so recent, and yet so far behind.

And in this way it is the Summertime season for me too.  All that was awakened and created in me during those quiet, contemplative days of early spring have hatched for me plans and busyness that are consuming my time, my thoughts, and my energy. But this is good in its season - the responsibility of life, the fullness of time. 

With the swarms of insects that enter my window after dark, I am hurriedly gathering all I need for this busy time of accomplishing.  And always, always, following my Creator as he goes ahead of me like a cloud by day and pillar of fire by night.