12 point bucks and white pants after Labor Day
Well, it’s official.
Summer is over.
On Monday we gave summer a final kiss goodbye.
But in exchange, she gave us a sun-kissed peck on the cheeks of all of my babies.
She also gave us parents the gift of an early bedtime…
Thank you Holy Ghost…
Apparently Miss Ellie was NOT participating in Tuesday…
No more bathing suits hanging to dry on all the door knobs in the house.
Gone are the chlorine soaked bath towels draped over all the kitchen chairs.
Soon we will pull out our hoodies, jeans and pumpkins.
Our family may skip ahead to winter because two of the three Banks kids who can write have already made out their Christmas lists.
So in rebellion to the pool closing, I wore white pants…AFTER Labor Day.
I know. I know.
I’m ALL about living on the edge.
I was looking out the kitchen window the other day out into the backyard looking for some wildlife.
As I scanned the backyard, to my surprise, I didn’t see anything.
I strained my eyes trying to look deeper into the woods only to notice movement just feet from the window.
I literally gasped out loud and stepped back when I noticed a 12 point buck right before my eyes.
Whaaa? How did I miss THAT?!
Immediately God brought to my mind, “Sis, I have beauty right in front of you…you don’t have to strain to find it.”
So as fall gets into high gear, with homework, and 42 Open Houses and parent meetings, Krav Maga, Karate, Kung Fu, tumbling, soccer, church, bus duty, notes about Girl Scouts, and Monster Dashes, and Fall Carnivals, and picture packets, and fundraisers and field trip shirts and technology fees and family time…
…please excuse me for a moment…I’ll just be over here in the corner in the fetal position sucking my thumb…
God is reminding me I don’t need to surf Facebook to find the beauty (that may turn into jealousy) in your life.
Because in all the busy that is my current situation, He’s given me PLENTY of beauty.
It’s literally right in front of my face.
If all I do is complain about all the stuff and activities my family brings with them, then essentially what I’m saying to God is “Thanks, but no thanks, pal.”
I don’t know about you, but I never want to be known as the one who gives a good “screw you” to God. Especially for the things He’s blessed me with!
I want to relish every single moment.
Every minute I’m waiting at the bus stop.
Every hot gymnasium I’m waiting in for PTA meetings.
Every mosquito bite I get from late nights at ball fields.
Every dinner I get to make with my husband.
Lord please forgive me for every opportunity I have missed to give you glory in the messy goodness you’ve given me. You are the giver of all things good. Give me patience to see the beauty that is right in front of my sometimes ungrateful face. Keep me aware and sensitive to the Holy Spirit to the ways you are working in my life. And keep me forever grateful for the tiniest of small blessings. Let me always ere on the side of grace and mercy. Let me always choose love. Let me always choose gratefulness.
So summer, this isn’t “goodbye…”
It’s “see ya real soon.”
And in the meantime, I pinky promise to drink in all the beauty of fall, winter, and spring, not begrudging a moment of it.
I’m a book-shelving, former tap dancer, wanna be writer, singer,
and banjo player, mother of 4, wife of 1, follower of Christ,
walking in the shadow of the Proverbs 31 woman
and redeemed by the grace and love of an Almighty God…
just living the dream.