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The Time of Singing

Do you ever need some convincing?
Sometimes, staying in bed seems like the best option.
Your head is in a fog, your eyelids are heavy curtains.
Nothing is appealing.
It’s been a lifeless, eternal winter.
The outside world had better just stay away.

But what if someone pushes through your dark cloud?
He exudes energy and life.
His eyes sparkle.
He is so excited to see you.
He’s been running to meet you.

He looks at you with such love.
He doesn’t scold you for staying in bed.
He’s not exasperated that you’re so weak.
He doesn’t guilt you into getting up.

Instead, He woos you.
His voice is soft with tenderness.

“Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
and come away,
for behold, the winter is past;
the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
is heard in our land.
The fig tree ripens its figs,
and the vines are in blossom;
they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
and come away.”

Suddenly you know, that because of Him,
It’s worth it.

You take His hand,
And He draws you out of despair,
into the warmth of a spring day.

This is what Jesus has done for me.
He has taken me out of darkness and into His light.
Winter is past!
The time of singing has come.
Because of His great salvation, I am His.
He wants to rejoice with me.
His desire is for me to know, understand, and enter fully into His love.
Right now I can enjoy this sweet relationship with Him.

Each morning He stirs my heart to come away with Him.
Walk in the garden with me.
Let’s enjoy time together.
To my shame, I often roll over and throw the covers over my head.
I’m wrapped up in my own concerns,
Too self-focused to share them with Him.
Life starts to get dismal.

But when I hear the voice of my Beloved,
I remember His excitement and desire for me.
His eyes brim with love.
Taking His outstretched hand,
I open His Word.
He’s singing to me.