It is interesting how life seems to arrange itself into seasons. And like the seasons of each year, the seasons of our lives seem to have defining characteristics and eventually move on to a new and different season.

Like Jack Crabb in Little Big Man who said

After my religion period, I took up with a swindler: Allardyce Merriwhether. After Mrs. Pendrake his honesty was downright refreshing.

we move from through our lives in stages, each defined a little differently.

For the first two years here in Savannah I rarely had to work on a Sunday. In fact I was usually wanting a little more weekend work because I get paid a little extra for it.

The past few months our weekend work has picked up considerably. As a measure I’ve only been able to attend 2-½ church services in the past 8 weeks.

I know some folks would say that is still too much church.

But I think many of them would find that the church I go to is a little different than the image they have in their minds of what church is. And besides, I like being there. I even led the tech team for a while.

These days I seem to be working a lot on Sundays. I’m OK with that. My life priorities put my job ahead of church attendance.

Fortunately yesterday was one of the 2-½ that I could be there. It was good.

The tech team had one of their best days in a long time (they’ve been plagued with tripping circuit breakers and such). The band was rocking, but played songs some of us (slightly) older folks could sing along with. The message was spot on (as always). I felt connected with God. All in all it was a good day.

The Bible says

There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven

I’m looking forward to the end of this season of weekend work just like I’m looking forward to the end of our long hot summer.

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