A better rest

Summer is winding down and I am getting a sinky feeling in my stomach.  Where did the time go?  How did the summer get away from me so quickly?  Why is the list of summer to-dos still basically untouched?  I envision little Trish, with hands pressed forward trying stop the speeding train that is time. 

In just two weeks the kids will fill up the halls again.  Homework will be assigned.  Quizzes will be given.  Audible groans will be heard.  Students will look longingly out of classroom windows thinking about anything and everything but math and Spanish and literature.

I'm not ready!

Maybe summer is different when you are an adult.  Maybe I don't feel like I've had a summer break because I didn't experience a child-like summer.  A summer where days are long and clocks tick slowly.  There is no sense of time slipping by, no reason to wear a watch.  Just endless days and books to read, pools to swim in, friends to see.

As I mourn my lost summer and continue to long for rest, I am reminded of a better rest, a summer rest that will not end.  "So then, there remains a Sabbath rest for the people of God..."

 The term is over:  the holidays have begun.  The dream is ended:  this is the morning.” And as He spoke He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them.  And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after.  But for them it was only the beginning of the real story.  All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page:  now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read:  which goes on forever:  in which every chapter is better than the one before.” The Last Battle, CS Lewis