Word association: September. Go.
Dramatic (traumatic?) re-entry into routine. Soccer games. Programs at church starting back up again. Winterizing (a Montana thing.) Loud sighing. Increased desire for coffee.
Are we tired, people?
At school, I have a metal ring hanging on my bulletin board, with bright cardstock pages attached to it. In case of a fire alarm, I’m supposed to grab that ring and hold it up when my class gets outside, to show if I have all my people or if I’m missing somebody.
Well, September has felt fire drill fast to me, so I’m asking –do we have everybody? Anybody feel trapped in this month that has licked flames at our heels every day?
Sure would like to hold up the card that says, “All present and accounted for.”
I can’t make these last few weeks easier for you, but I can look you in the eye and say, “Breathe, friend. Breathe. I care about you.”
The writer of Hebrews gives us this command:
Let us encourage one another…” (Hebrews 10:25 NIV)
That’s a really challenging command when we’re all about to drop in our boots. I’m worn out. You’re worn out. But maybe we could all take a few minutes today, to check on someone else.
In my first year of teaching (i.e., drowning), the wonderful teacher across the hall would come out of her room at the end of the day and say, “Well, we did it!” Then she would give me a tight squeeze, and off we would go to do school work. It meant a lot to get a 60-second pep talk from someone who made a point to care about me, even though she was just as fatigued as I was.
So I’ll say to you, “We’re doing it! We’re gonna make it!”
Pass it on.