God of heat and light, of long days and wide open time:
I turn to this desired season in anticipation
of vacations and travel
of gardens and building projects
of less work for others and more work for myself
of freedom to play, to rest, to be.
May I not fall into temptation
to make summer another season of busyness.
May I embrace the summertime invitation to lie fallow,
to let parts of my life
and parts of myself
do nothing, produce nothing, account for nothing.
May I give those fallow places in me to You
knowing You work best
where I work not at all.