I am falling apart. All signs point to the end of summer. Fields of corn are dying before my eyes. Flip-flops are disappearing into closets. And the bees are slow. That’s a sure sign of the end… slow bees. Say it isn’t soooo!!! I am sad. More than sad, I’m like a petulant teenager from 1986 who’s suffering through a dramatic and unexpected breakup. Maybe it will help me process and move on if I can experience it that way, and then lie crying on my bed rewinding “Saving All My Love For You” by Whitney Houston on my Walk-man.
On that note, I present a little skit where Summer is the boy who is breaking up with me, and I’m blindsided and needy.
Allow me to set the stage. It’s September, 1986, and Kim is leaning against her locker, twirling her hair as Summer breezes out of last period. For your visual purposes, the part of Summer will be played by 17-year-old Kevin James, from the movie “Hitch”. I have always had a secret crush on Kevin James, so this is a dream come true for me. The part of me will be played by 16-year-old Princess Elsa from the movie, “Frozen”, because this is my skit and anything can happen.
Summer: (tentatively) Kim, we need to talk.
Kim: (looks dreamily at Summer, snapping her gum) Sure. How was English?
Summer: No, that’s not the kind of talking we need to do. It’s just that… I think our relationship is coming to an end. I’ve been feeling the need to move on.
Kim: (looks devastated, eyes wide) What?? No!! What about all those times you brought me flowers… the long walks… the starry nights by the fire pit making smores… those days you were so hot you melted my ice cream…
Summer: I know, those were wonderful times, and I enjoyed sharing them with you. What we had was beautiful. Trust me, it’s not you, it’s me.
Kim: (throws down her school books, sobbing, clings to Summer, unashamed) I can’t lose you… You mean everything to me! I will never make it without you! How will I get my vitamin D?
Summer: I’m really sorry, but this is how it has to be, you need to let go. (Feel free to sing “Let It Go” at the top of your lungs)
Life is all about change, whether it’s of our own making, the seasonal predictable kind, or the stuff that just drops in unannounced. Familiar words come from Ecclesiastes 3 about a time to plant and to harvest, to weep and to laugh, to mourn and to dance. A season, it says, for everything under the heavens. But reassurance comes in knowing that through all these seasons, our Lord is faithful and constant. Romans 11:36 says, “For from him and through him and for him are all things.” Nothing comes to pass without first passing through His hands, and there is great comfort in that.
So yes, Summer may have ended our relationship. And we are never, ever, ever getting back together… until next June. But don’t worry, I will move on. Fall has some great qualities, too. I just can’t think of any right now.