Summertime... Laze?

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An Ode to Summer

As a teacher, Summer Break is a time to pause. That's it. Pause. 

No, it's not "paid time", so really, we're pausing unemployed, which results in teachers picking up side jobs or additional training/ professional development that would help develop their craft the following school year. 

For me, I get to embrace the life of a stay-at-home mom. 

This year, I plan to do more with my ever-growing 5-year-old energizer bunny of a daughter. So far, she's gone to an amusement park and demonstrated bravery on some of the larger rides. I'm so proud :') She will take swim lessons and maybe even attend a soccer camp. Utilizing the free pass to our local museum, swim time with family at the pool, and trips to the library will also fill our days. 

But right now? 

It's day 2 of my break (I had a training at the beginning of the week, thus a work day). I used my time yesterday to write. And wow, does it feel good! I've been struggling to describe some of the plot details in this new story, but right now, I think I'll just continue to write the chapters, get them out of my head, and then go through and edit with more meticulous details.

Even though I have these plans, I would like to note that my main focus this summer is to grow closer to God, putting my full trust in His plans for my family and me. I've trusted Him this far, and He has delivered me from adversity, unfortunate situations, and the enemies that have been placed in front of me, while reflecting and growing as a disciple of Christ.

That actually reminds me of today's daily verse:

Psalms 23:5-6

"You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."

This psalmist said that with the trust we have in the Lord, our cup will overflow. It won't be just full, but will overflow, now and forever. And the best part? Our God will take us as we are; He doesn't want perfection because He's perfection. He wants us to be honest, sharing everything from the success and happiness of our lives, to the sadness, depression, anxiety, gluttony, lusting, and any other enemies we could be battling (sickness, financial struggle, addiction, etc).

Why is that?

Because God will always prepare a table for us to feast with Him. As we are. In front of our "enemies". 

So, Summer, please be good to us this year. Please bring blessings to those who have shown their full selves, trusting you 100% with their plan.

And God, I pray and place my life into Your hands. Trusting You fully to guide me on the path You have laid out for me. I'll do the hard work if you guide me, my Lord. I know my cup will overflow.
The summer sky, the morning after a storm.


Until next time,
- Mo <3

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