Summer has a way of stirring up some pretty great childhood memories.
Dipping fresh-picked strawberries and blackberries into a heaping bowl of sugar; the juice running down my chin after the first bite.
Lemonade stands, homemade ice cream, and running around care free in a bathing suit all day long.
Thoughts of those long-ago summer days filled my mind as I read the opening lines of Front Porch Living: A Faith Journey to the Summers of Yester-year.
Lori is a fellow blogger and adoptive mama who just released her first ebook on Amazon.
I was whisked away to a time when my only concern was playing with my friends until the sky said goodnight.
The book is a reminder to slow down and enjoy each day of summer – to find His presence in the midst of snow cones, sunscreen, and scorching temperatures.
Or as Lori describes it so well: God’s presence palpable amidst the summer sun.
She encourages her readers to breathe deep these snapshots of life.
Sunday’s are meant to unfold slowly and stretch long like a piece of warm taffy, she writes. But these days our Sunday’s feel more like pop rocks exploding than a slow, smooth start to the week.
Lori’s words affirmed my decision to take a break from the blog this summer.
To set aside my to-do list.
As I relived those childhood summers, I knew I was right where I needed to be.
Making memories over ice cream cones and water gun fights; so that one day my son will look back and smile.
***To get a copy of Lori’s book click here. Lori blogs about faith, family, and life as a military wife at www.standingwiththemilitaryfamily.com
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