In Ontario, winter isn’t just a season: It’s a state of mind. Nine months of snow, ice, and bone-chilling temperatures does things to a person. The long hours of darkness outside begin to seep into the mind and slowly erode memories of sunlight and warmth until winter is all there is and summer is a myth, a collective hallucination borne of cabin fever, despite repeated years of evidence to the contrary.
And when summer does come, it isn’t just a season, either.
Once it’s here, anything seems possible. The early-rising sun heralds a fresh day filled with infinite opportunity, not just new mercies but entire new realities, sweet-smelling even in this factory-perfumed city; it takes us to bed late, used up and thrumming from its vigorous paces. Confidence rises with the thermometer, ideas grow as wild as weeds, joy rains down with each thunderstorm, and it’s hard not to be caught up in thinking that this, too, is forever.
That’s why it’s such a shock when that first whiff of chill decay drifts across the living blue sky. Same as every year.
This used to upset me. I’d spend the precious months of heat and energy dreading their end, the knowing of the seasons sapping all enjoyment from June, July, and August in terrible anticipation of accursed February.
But two winters ago, that changed.
I realized with hurricane suddenness that even within the depths of winter there lies an invincible summer—because in each season, each rise and fall of degrees, God is there, infinite and real and sweet, brimming with confidence and ideas and joy, eager to catch up whoever is willing to be caught, unbothered by the calendar page.
And that, because of Jesus, that invincible summer now lives in me.
I still go a little fallow in the winter, Ontario seasons being what they are, but I no longer fear it. Even in the iron-tinged air of post-Christmas, I know that the God who set the boundaries of time, calibrated the swelter and the frost, and determined the rhythm of days said that it was good. And I’ll take Him at His word.
Summer isn’t just a season or a state of mind: It’s a state of being, a state of the soul.
And it’s not just coming at long last to end the winter: It’s always here.
“In the middle of winter I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible summer.” — Albert Camus, from “Return to Tipasa“
“Both day and night belong to you; you made the starlight and the sun. You set the boundaries of the earth, and you made both summer and winter” (Ps 74:16-17).
“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven” (Ecc 3:1).
This post is part of Five-Minute Friday. This week’s prompt is SUMMER. If you’d like to join in the fun, click here!
6 thoughts on “Where it’s summer all year ’round”
Your thoughts are beautiful. I love the “invincible summer” quote. I used the same verse from the psalms and it comforts me to know God is with us in every season – no matter what each season may bring.
What a lovely post! Thank you for sharing it. Visiting from FMF #7
This post made me smile. It made me think of the one trip we (Southern Californians) made to Toronto in April. Needless to say, it was still very much wintery. But we loved exploring the PATH and wondering where all the people were go. A lovely trip.
Amie, FMF #14
“Summer isn’t just a season or a state of mind: It’s a state of being, a state of the soul.” YEEESSSSS!!! This!!! Thank you for sharing about the invincible summer. I grew up, and lived most of my life, in the Chicago area where winters are bone piercing just like you described your Ontario experience is. I know it all too well. Now I live in Oregon, where summer prevails and winter is but a mist. Thank you for the memories and encouragement.
Great thoughts for me today. I, too, am very guilty of “wasting” summer while I dread that winter is just around the corner. At least, in my mind it is!! I loved the way you described the remedy!
What a beautiful post to help us to see the change of seasons in a new perspective! Your words really spoke to my heart to remind me that God is always there in all seasons–and that’s beautiful. Beauty lies in all seasons and we don’t have to dread it. I am not a big fan of winter either, but I know God is good in it all!
Thank you for this encouragement today! 🙂