The word summer occurs
only three times in the New Testament, about 25 times in the Old Testament; at
least that’s what my Concordance says. If that’s all the Bible has to say about
it as a season, maybe we ought to give some thought to what a major season summer
has turned out to be for many Americans in recent years. Summer is a season
that is really different from the other three. I mean in the sense that who we
are and what we look like and do with ourselves changes more. The man next door
likes to mow his lawn shirtless. People splash around in pools of water, or go
to the shore. Traffic loosens up for a while. Trees and plants and grass grow
and sometimes get dryer than ever. We use gallons of “sun block” to protect all
the skin we expose and we cook over open fires in the backyard or on the deck,
sometimes with comic results. “Cool” is the word for the way we would like to
feel, not warm, or dry, or toasty.
But mostly, our minds change for a couple of months. We
change our schedules and expect to do some special things, maybe a trip or at
least a few extra days off from work–whatever. We move into a kind of “vacation
mode.” We feel we “owe it to ourselves to…” meaning that we get a license to
pursue recreation, relaxation, refreshment, and so on, that doesn’t fit as
universally into our agenda in the other three season. Actually, summer is a
time when you might be finding out who you would really like to be. When you
have “free time” your priorities are written large in what you choose to do.
Pentecost is for all seasons, of course, but coming at the beginning
of our summer season, for us, it can be like the liturgical opening of another
summer of God’s grace–God’s way of warming us up for the year ahead.
Go with God,
Pastor Jansen
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