At last … August. Summer’s languid afternoon. The loveliest, laziest days of the year. For most of my life, August has meant vacation, with long days in the sun at the beach and long dinners around my Aunt Patti’s table. There is a spiritual connection, for me at least, between the slow rhythm of August and opportunity to take a Sabbath, slow down and realign myself with my family and my Creator.
(Cathleen Falsani is a columnist for the Chicago Sun-Times and author of “The God Factor: Inside the Spiritual Lives of Public People.”)
