Song of Solomon 2:10-13
(10) My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away, (11) for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. (12) The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. (13) 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.
Stories are about happiness at risk; dark dangers threatening all hope. Our comedies, romances, dramas, action thrillers; it is all about the likelihood of bad appearing set to overtake good, but somehow, good survives and there is hope. This week starts off hopeful. What if life was just… good? What would make it that way? Love and contentment.
Why isn’t that the abiding story? The world as it now is does not support it. Love and the hope of spring freshly announce the cycles of the birth, life struggles (good and bad) and then the autumn and finally the dead of winter. And then, spring and the cycle starts again. And again, and again, and again. Weariness is cautious of the goodness and promise of new life. Having been around the solar block a few times there can be guardedness toward the innocence of new hope; a cynicism waiting for the inevitable twist in the plot.
I think there comes a time for decision. Is the return of spring and new hope another cruel joke? Another reminder of dashed hopes? Or is spring a sign of the perseverance of hope in spite of all that is troubled; a stubborn declaration of the story which will abide?
Another spring has come. Will I risk hope once again? Will I believe and be blessed?
John 20:26-31 Eight days later, his disciples were inside again, and Thomas was with them. Although the doors were locked, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you.”
(27) Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here, and see my hands; and put out your hand, and place it in my side. Do not disbelieve, but believe.”
(28) Thomas answered him, “My Lord and my God!” (29) Jesus said to him, “Have you believed because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”
(30) Now Jesus did many other signs in the presence of the disciples, which are not written in this book; (31) but these are written so that you may believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in his name.