The Summer Solstice

I plodded along struggling to make the short walk from the shop to my truck in the sweltering afternoon heat. The sun scorched the powdered dry soil and a dust devil pelted my face with grit. Breathing in the hot dry air torched my windpipe and wilted my lungs. I could feel each ray of sunshine burning me like a powerful lazer and every pour of my skin struggling to keep cool by giving up precious body moisture. I couldn’t help but think, “What am I going to do when summer arrives?”
In the Northern Hemisphere, the first day of summer…the summer solstice…begins on Jun 21, 2011 at 1:16 P.M. EDT…the longest day of the year.
Ancient pagans celebrated with bonfires. Couples would leap through the flames, believing their crops would grow as high as the couples were able to jump. That seems like a formula for disaster…today…in this heat, I can barely put one foot in front of the other.

Dear Lord Jesus, forgive me for complaining about the mud. This is just another example of not knowing what is best for me. Perhaps a little mud wouldn’t be so bad.
As I lie my girth upon my berth,
I pray for rain for all I’m worth.
Send Your showers to quench the earth,
And let the waters extinguish its thirst.
Amen