I have heard it said that the Unitarians were the only church that trusted that if they took a break for the summer, their congregations would faithfully gather again in the fall.
I haven’t been as good as my Unitarian cousins in risking putting things down for the summer in the expectation that once fall comes, I will return in a new way. But this summer, I’m trying that on.
I have a writing project that I am compelled to complete – or at least find my next step in the process this summer. The completion of a writing project necessitates the need for time. Time to write. And time to stare at the wall, scribble, grab a cup of water, take off on my bike and scribble again in my tiny red notebook. How writing often looks to me.
So in order to steal some time in my schedule, I am taking a summer vacation from The Comma and will return to writing in September as summer turns to fall.
For now, a time to put down for something else to be.
My hope, my prayer is with you,
and me this summer season,
that in whatever we decide to put down,
we might make room for the gift,
we have longed to receive.
See you in the fall,