yikes

There's just something about the end of summer that sneaks up on you, like September is more than inevitable---it's almost sinister in its approach. And the beautiful sunshine and hot beach weather are just perfect cover while September does its sneaking. Before you know it, leaves are changing colours, people are back-to-school-shopping, you are caught in a whirlwind of frenzied thought, and suddenly don't worry about it is so far away.

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What is it about September that causes so much pressure? Why can't don't worry about it stick around just a little longer? What's with all the doubt and confusion?

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Seasons are beautiful; there's a time and a place for everything. Yet the transition between is so hard sometimes. The next thing is just that---the next thing. It's an adventure, out into uncharted, unprescribed, unscheduled water. And instead of clear, refreshing water---the promise of which has often kept me going through the long landscaper summer---there's a bit of a muddy spot ahead. Instead of excitement for new opportunities and the promise of Philippians 4:13, there's worry and anxiety and uncertainty and a lack of confidence. Funny; when Peter is called, he jumps on the water without a second thought---and he walks towards our Lord. As soon as he notices the things that are threatening him, the 'kings' that want to knock him down, there is worry and anxiety and uncertainty and a lack of confidence. Not to mention little faith and lots of doubt. (And he sinks)

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Flip.





***EDIT*** "Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go."
-Joshua 1:9


There's just something SO cool about Scripture that follows me around...