This is a strange Spring. Certainly the strangest in my lifetime. Outside life is blooming and blossoming; inside, most days feel like the lonely cold of winter.
It’s times like this that we need songs like this.
In Winter I believe You
In Springtime I see You
It’s so good to be with You
My Hope has come
Lord, You make all things new
Your love is my breakthrough
Now I sing hallelujah
My hope has come
Andy Squyers, “Cherry Blossoms”
“Cherry Blossoms” has been my jam for a few years now. It grabs me somewhere deep in my gut like few other worship songs do these days. So much so that it will quite often rob me of my voice. My soul sings it so strongly that my body just can’t.
Hearing not one, but two, new versions of this song, at this time—in this uncertain Spring—fills me with gratitude. And hope. And even a little kingdom-coming joy.
