Before Its Shadows Flee

There’ll be no more dirty feet to wash
Or tears to wipe away
No more chance to say, “Forgiven.”
To a son who’s lost his way

Oh yes the Lord will light our world
As our praises fill the air
But our chance to reach the lost
Is not an option there

Why do we wish for heaven so?
It’s time is soon to be
Right now we have a day to give
Before its shadows flee

 Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go 
away to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense. 
Song of Solomon 4:6 ESV


Before Its Shadows Flee by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 all rights reserved

Singing Time

This April in Pennsylvania was the coldest in my memory. A few days the temperatures warmed only to be followed by snow and another cycle of gray skies and frigid nights.

That experience sadly also sometimes resembles my relationship with the Lord. While my heart longs for singing the reality is more often colorless and cold. But if you are experiencing the whiplash of hot and cold spiritually remember that no one longs for Spring more than Jesus. In the Song of Songs the invitation to come into Springtime comes not from the bride but from the bridegroom representing Christ. He is calling for us to wake up. Though sometimes we struggle just to break out of Winter’s grip, His invitation stands. His blood has power over the frost of sin. Our color starved eyes need only to be opened to take in the riot of flowers blooming. No matter the circumstances it can be singing time in our hearts today!

No Winter is Forever

We in the Northeast are so worn out with winter that even our local radio talk show host broke down during the weather report. “Snow again today accumulating 1-5 inches.” she began then there was a pause. “I just can’t read this!” she suddenly blurted out. Then over the radio came the sounds of paper being crumpled up accompanied by nervous laughter. It was the best local broadcasting I had heard all winter!

Sometimes my life feels like that, replete with it’s unending prognosis of gray skies, snow showers and overnight temperature in the 20’s. Don’t we all harbor a dark deep longing for a warm snow drift melting rain? Wouldn’t it be lovely to look out the window and see even one robin? Are you struggling like I am to recall the colors of daffodils and tulips? It’s okay because God has written into our hearts and souls that desire. It is neither sinful nor childish to wish for spring. Are you facing a seemingly unending wintery time? Those piles over snow covering your flower beds will not last. God promises us a springtime. The song of the turtledove will again be heard in your life. If Christ is our hope then no Winter can last forever!