The heat of summer and the coolness in the air.

As I thought about how and what to write this morning, the feeling of the cool morning literally makes me know that seasons change. The heat of summer wears us out and although we enjoy those early days, by the end we need some cool refreshing days. My summer has been hot, both literally and figuratively. Extreme schedules, many visitors, tragedy and the heat of my own sin have brought me to my knees . Being trapped by the sin, wrestling with it and crying for deliverance from it, brought me much sweat and toil. Oh that we can lie down in green pastures. Since moving here to the mountains, I am amazed how scripture is so applicable. Lying down in one of these green pastures that I pass everyday with a beautiful blue sky and mountains all around, the coolness of the breeze, can you imagine the peace. Can you just feel the first days of cool weather? When our Lord comes in and grants us repentance, it is like these mornings. Just a taste of comfort, a small portion of what it will be like when we are brought into His heavenly kingdom. I am comforted by the truth that seasons change, there is an expectation that brings delight. Weeping may endure for the night but joy comes in the morning. This life is temporary and the seasons of it are temporary and the trials last for but a moment.