Here Comes The Sun

A Blog About Hope by Julia Sifers

I’m a big fan of change and one of my favorite elements is the changing seasons. As soon as the weather starts to cool off, I’m giddy about the fall showing its colors. When the leaves are gone, I grin with anticipation for frost and snow to sparkle up the barren gray world. And with the same enthusiasm, I delight in the buds and tiny peeks of grasses and tulips making their way fresh in the spring. Just as that gets boring, summer flexes with the fun of long sunny delicious days. 

Little darling
It's been a long, cold lonely winter
Little darling
It feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun

These are famous lyrics from the Beatles song: Here Comes the Sun. Anyone who has spent some time in the north, knows the feeling of that line:

It’s been a long, cold lonely winter

 I spent a good part of my childhood living in central Maine, and I can attest to the fact that winters are indeed: long and cold and can even feel like years! One year we had our first snow fall in October and our last snow the first week of June. It was that cold!

Even if you haven’t lived in the “nawth” (as those of us from New England call it) I’m sure we all can relate to the having felt that “winter” feeling in a season of our lives. 

A time when things weren’t making sense, for a long time. 

When there wasn’t a lot of warmth or joy surrounding your days. 

Maybe it felt like years or maybe it literally was years. 

When we are in those seasons, it’s easy to feel that darkness and lack of sunshine. But that next line, changes everything:

Here comes the sun.

With the continual rhythm of seasons, we know that winter’s time will come to an end. That knowledge cultivates hope. We can get sick of the season we’re in. 

I’m freezing! Will the warm weather ever come?

But deep down we know, spring is right around the corner. 

Hebrews 6:19a (NLT) says:

“This hope is a strong and trustworthy anchor for our souls.” 

Because in the end, sure the Beatles were gifted song writers, the warmth of the spring sun does melt our cold aching winter bones, but we need a strong and trustworthy source of hope. It can’t be on the seasonal timeline (it’s not supposed to snow in June, but it did!) It can’t be on promises people make or expectations we put on ourselves. 

Seasons let us down. People let us down.

There is only one Anchor for our souls. He’ll take us, as we are, and walk us through all the seasons of life. We can rely on His promises. And when we find ourselves spending time and walking with Jesus, our hope grows. It buds from faith, blooms with love and can be as infections and unavoidable as pollen if we let it. 

And I say, It's all right
Here comes the sun