So I’m walking out of the JV football game last Monday night and my friend Sherrie calls me over to where she is sitting in the warmth of her vehicle. As I lean in the open window, she proceeds to remind me that it is nearly October and time for my self imposed blog break to end—an adamant suggestion to get back with it already. Yes, ma’am, indeed. And, well, I suppose she’s right, though it’s taken me a week to get back in the groove, such as it is.
The break, it’s been good. While I’ve certainly thought about blogging, and the days without me considering various post possibilities were few and far between, I never had to actually restrain myself from rushing the computer and madly composing all the smart and witty posts accumulating in my thought processes. Mostly I’ve been living life–however hectic, however chaotic–here in the real world.
Some highlights of the month:
I read a couple of really great books, most particularly Coop
. Carrie reviewed it
quite enthusiastically at 5 Minutes for Books
and I have to tell you: she does not exaggerate. It’s good. I love memoir and this guy can flat out write.
I’m loving football season. My boy is playing for the first time and, frankly, he has a lot of room of improvement, but, hey, football is one of the (many) reasons I love living in a smaller town. Who needs Target, Starbuck’s or even PF Changs when you can dish on the new football coach with the senior gentleman carrying out your groceries or share a bag of peanuts with friends whose boy has been teammates with your boy since they were four and playing soccer for the first time? True, I’d love it a lot more if we were 6-0 instead of 3-3 (what can I say, I like to win), but Friday nights with the whole town turned out to cheer on the home team? Pretty cool.
Also loving Bible study, Hoping for Something Better by Nancy Guthrie. I know the summer hiatus is necessary and good–if for no other reason than to make resuming in the fall all the more sweet. We’re gaining an immense vision of Jesus as we study the book of Hebrews, exalting in Him as the something better we long for. As Guthrie writes,
We don’t have to spend our whole lives on an endless and unsatisfying search. There really is something better…better than living life with a merely sentimental, superficial spirituality. Better than going through life with a debilitating fear of death. Better than becoming bored and burdened by meaningless religious ritual; better than feeling like an unwelcome outsider or an unworthy hypocrite; better than being bound by shame and regret. There is something better than makes problems worth persevering through, something that makes heaven worth waiting for, something running toward and dreaming of.
That something better is actually someone better: Jesus.
Yes and amen.
Other September highlights include soccer games (my eleventh year as a soccer mom and still lovin’ it), cooler temps (and open windows, totally lovin’ it), and shuttling kids all over town (not exactly lovin’ it but tolerating it just the same). In short, life is good. Immeasurably good, full to overflow with the blessings given by the Giver of all good things.