I have been waiting for this month all year. September is the month baby Hugh comes, and the month our family will begin living under the same roof after 7 long months. September is when we will finally (lord willing!) say goodbye to the last of our financial debt and hello to freedom. September is the month we move for the second time this year and begin staking some southern roots in Georgia. This is, of course, resting on the plan being woven sovereignly by God, but I feel a period of rest coming soon. And that makes this month seem all the more beautiful.
At the start of the New Year I chose the word “resolve” to focus on in 2014. It’s funny how perfectly I needed that all year, and yet I didn’t quite know all that I was signing up for when I picked it. As my days rolled on in resolution, it began to look more and more like September was the culminating month for all that we’ve been working towards, waiting on, and hoping for. Words cannot express how glad I am to have made it this far. It is a mixture of relief and holding-our-breaths and we-did-its! all rolled into one. There are still so many little details that must fall into place with finding a new house and birthing a baby but somehow, I know it will all work out perfectly. That God didn’t lead us through this kind of year to leave us at this pivotal point.
It has been some of the warmest days of the summer in the past couple of weeks and my body is screaming for autumn to come. Yet I still want to squeeze in a few more pool days with the kids and finish the stack of popsicles left in the freezer before we officially call it quits. The turn of September in the south is good for this. It’s also good for buying a crock pot. And gathering all your favorite soup recipes. And making plans for the holidays. And driving to the ocean to tell her you won’t forget about her this winter.
September, welcome. I’m unbelievably happy you are here.
All images via my AUTUMN Pinterest board.