July, and the long days lie in variegated sun and shade. The frenzy to grow has given way to an easy abundance: more leaf than blossom, fruits coming to a slow ripeness, crickets and frogs at a steady pulse in the evenings. Inhale.
We ate fried chicken, threw water balloons and frisbees, watched a child delight in bubbles, celebrated the Christ Who makes us free.
We ended the day with weary bones and sweaty skins and souls made glad.
He is good.
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