“It FINALLY feels like summer.” Tony sucks at the straw of his shake.
I know what he means. We don’t go out very often anymore. It’s not because we don’t want to have a romantic evening together, but we can’t afford much nowadays. Our “fun” is severely restricted to coffee houses and free events. Summer in our town means nightly entertainment at the courthouse plaza, picnics, and ice cream.
Perhaps that’s why God allows these hard times. It brings us back to Him, to evenings that don’t require much money, to watching our budget, to finding ways to get close to God and to each other and to family. To embrace a simple life and appreciate the things we missed while we became preoccupied with keeping up with everyone else.
I suck on the straw, having splurged on a strawberry malt from my favorite ice cream shop in town, Kendall’s. “Look there’s ___! Hey, ____ !”
“Don’t yell.” Tony shakes his head. “Oh, there’s my boss.”
It’s moments like these, saying hello to people we know, neighbors, and friends that really make this area still so small in spite of its lightening growth these last several years. The whole town comes together during the summer on the lawn for old fashioned entertainment and outdoor craft fairs. While some store fronts are empty now having had a few businesses come and go the town still holds magic for me. It’s still a place I call home in spite of the emotional turmoil the past four years had brought and the rough memories that linger in the shadows. Its home. It’s where I belong and where I see me living in the years to come.
Describe what you and yours do for free in this hard economy. How has God shown you how to live better?