School’s out! If you’re anything like me, you’ve got plans for these pastel painted days that stretch past bedtime, and technicolor dreams of ways to enjoy them.
Maybe you want to try new recipes on the grill, freeze your own smoothie-popsicles, peel fresh corn, go strawberry picking, or take day trips to fun places nearby. It’s possible that your stack of dream-reads is flat-out begging you for a quiet afternoon on a blanket together. Your summer to-do-list is calling to your inner child like the distant twang of the ice-cream truck. Come out and play!
There will be days, though, after all that sand and sun, when you might just crave a little soul-deep soak in lessons that someone else has already learned the hard way.
One small shortcut to wise, please, hold the jimmies. Can’t it just be that simple?
I’ve got you.
To celebrate my 2 year blogiversary, the anniversary of when I started writing in public, I’ve rounded up some of the fast-acting soothers that a little sea-gull told me you’d love. In case you missed them the first time around, the links are here for you, stupid-simple. A tall glass of help with some of the hard things we all face is just a hammock and small screen away. Scroll on, and take this opportunity to help yourself to a little Summer School for the Soul.
I packed you a picnic of words
- for days when you need a fresh start.
- for days when nasty self-talk is making you feel small.
- for days when you’re thinking about taking a break from social media.
- for days when you just want to treasure your people.
- for days when you think God doesn’t hear you.
- for days when you’re slapped awake by goodness.
- for days when your friend is in pain and you don’t know what to say.
- for days when you’re faced with a quality in yourself that you don’t want to see.
- for days when you’d like to know what God says about all your self-condemnation.
- for days when you want more guts to live out your story.
I don’t know about you, but I feel better already.
Subscribe to the tribe in the top bar and come with me for year #3. Here’s to many more hope filled days and nights, and to knowing that all our cries are heard, held, and healed.