Don’t you just love spring? All through autumn and winter, deep down, I am yearning for spring: for the sunshine; for the birdsong; for the flowers. Deep in the heart of winter, sometimes it can feel that spring is so, so far away. You wait for weeks and weeks… and then suddenly the snowdrops are bravely sticking their heads out of the cold ground… and sunshine begins to break through… you begin to hope a little… and then, all at once, it seems that the whole world is bright and bold and alive, with a rainbow riot of flowers and the glory of the strong, warm sun and the endless chirping of the wakening birds… and it can feel like a call to hope: a call to remember that winter does not last forever; that, for those who belong to Christ, new life will triumph in the end.

“For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; and the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.” Song of Songs 2:11-13a (KJV)

And how quickly I forget to remember Who is behind it all; the One who calls us to come away and enjoy it with Him.

“Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.” Song of Songs 2:13b (KJV)

… and to remember that it’s just a faint echo of the wonderful new world that awaits God’s people for all Eternity.


Scripture quotations from The Authorized (King James) Version. Rights in the Authorized Version in the United Kingdom are vested in the Crown. Reproduced by permission of the Crown’s patentee, Cambridge University Press.


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