I love the sound of the birds singing their hearts out first thing on a spring morning. When I am not fully awake they call to me with the hope and blessing of a new day. In these times of uncertainty, when we do not know what each day holds, they are a reminder of God’s constant presence in life.
During these many months of lock down when we have not been able to leave our homes because of Covid, we long for signs of hope and blessing. During this time, and as we enter the spring months, small signs of new life remind us that life has not ended, it has changed in ways we could not have imagined. There is hope that with time we will be able to gather with our loved ones and friends again. I am reminded of the words of one of my favourite hymns.
My Life Flows On VU#716
My life flows on in endless song, above earth’s lamentation. I hear the sweet though far off hymn that hails a new creation. Through all the tumult and the strife, I hear the music ringing. It finds an echo in my soul, how can I keep from singing?
What though my joys and comforts die? My Saviour still is living. What though the shadows gather round? A new song Christ is giving. No storm can shake my inmost calm, while to that Rock I’m clinging, since love commands both heaven and earth, how can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble sick with fear, and hear their death knells ringing, when friends rejoice both far and near, how can I keep from singing? In prison cell and dungeon vile our thoughts to them are winging. When friends by shame are undefiled, how can I keep from singing?
I lift my eyes, the cloud grows thin, I see the blue above it, and day by day the pathway smooths since first I learned to love it. The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart a fountain ever springing, all things are mine since I am Christ’s, how can I keep from singing?
During these uncertain days and nights, may we hold the promise of each spring morning in our souls. How can we keep from singing?
Peace and Blessings
Reverend Kathleen Mowat