Remember “September Song”?

But it’s a long, long while
From May to December
And the days grow short
When you reach September.

I remember this Kurt Weill/Maxwell Anderson song playing in our house when I was very young. Even as a kid I sensed it’s sad longing.

September is a strange time. It’s the end of summer and the winding down of those carefree days. In normal times it’s the beginning of program year for all sorts of organizations.

Where am I in my life? Somewhere in late September, I think. Some things are dwindling down. I’m glad I don’t have to come up with a sermon every week. I’m quite pleased to listen to Pastor Art rather than struggle with the texts myself. But does that mean my spiritual life is running down as my days grow shorter?

It’s a temptation for those of us in our September years (and October and November and December) to checkout of various aspects of life, including sometimes our spiritual life. I know I couldn’t re-roof a church anymore, but that doesn’t mean God is done with me. I haven’t learned all I can learn. I haven’t prayed all I can pray. I haven’t cared for others all I can care.

I encourage all of you in the Autumn of life to stop worrying about what you can’t do, and focus on what you can do. The days may be growing short, but if you’re reading this, they aren’t over. Listen for what God is calling you to do.

Read Psalm 92:12-15 and remember: God loves YOU unconditionally.

Wayne