Summer Nothing

Psalm 119v77It’s August.  The summer is half gone.  This last summer before our little family enters the school-years.

Oh, I have beautiful, small, lovely plans for this summer.  Slow days.  Of togetherness.  And adventures.  Together.  Picking blueberries.  Having picnics.  Swimming.  Playing.  Being.  Taking advantage of all the free fun things around our city.

This summer has been sweet.  And it’s not over yet.  Our last summer with little kids.  I want to savor every ounce of it.

Except.

Chicken pox.

Today was going to be a day of Vacation Bible School, fun with friends, and a relaxing family evening.

Today became one of calamine lotion, oatmeal baths, sad babies, and a doctor’s visit.

Today I RSVP’d “no” to parties, cancelled play dates, and deleted fun summer plans.  (And tried to work out how to do grocery shopping and other errands (like buying calamine lotion) when the kids can’t be around people!?)

Today we entered a solstice.

Away from human contact. Quarantined and housebound.

I said I wanted “togetherness,” didn’t I?

I’m sitting on this tonight.  That we have been forced together in a way I would not choose.

Sitting on the knowledge that our Sovereign Yahweh is good.  Even as I watch our sweet child in pain.  Even right now at 11:25pm as my amazing husband calms yet another spotty bad dream.  Even as we wait for our other sweet child to inevitably burst into the rash.

Sitting on our new plan of nothing.  Knowing that this is going to be a good month for us.  Even though it’s not at all what I thought it would be.  Or want it to be.  Yet, I’m excited because I know He is orchestrating our lives for His amazing purposes. Even in this. Selah.

Now comfort me so I can live, really live; your revelation is the tune I dance to.  (Psalm 119:77)
Open your mouth and taste, open your eyes and see –  how good God is. Blessed are you who run to him. (Psalm 34:8)

What do you think?