Here Comes Spring

Jumping around YouTube tonight, an odd way to keep Saturday Vigil for Easter.  The Resurrection celebration is around the corner.   I come across a brilliant guitarist by the name of Phil Keaggy doing a pretty amazing cover of “Here Comes the Sun” by George Harrison.

I had, prior to my YouTube excursions, been mulling over some old Oxford photos of the Kilns from my trip in 2009 and 2010.

C.S. Lewis.  George Harrison.  “Here Comes the Sun.”  Why am I all of a sudden thinking of…..of course, Narnia.

Here are the lyrics:

Here comes the sun, doo doo doo doo.
Here comes the sun, and I say,
It’s all right.

Little darlin’, it’s been a long cold lonely winter.
Little darlin’, it feels like years since it’s been here.
Here comes the sun, doo doo doo doo.
Here comes the sun, and I say,
It’s all right.

Little darlin’, the smiles returning to their faces,
Little darlin’, it seems like years since it’s been here.
Here comes the sun, doo doo doo doo.
Here comes the sun, and I say,
It’s all right.

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes.
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes.
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes.
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes.
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes.

Little darlin’, I feel that ice is slowly melting.
Little darlin’, it seems like years since it’s been here.
Here comes the sun, doo doo doo doo.
Here comes the sun, and I say,
It’s all right.

In Narnian terms, the “ice slowly melting” refers to the coming of Aslan and the coming defeat of the White Witch.  Indications of this begin in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe when the White Witch, with Edmund and a Dwarf in tow, speed through the frozen tundra of Narnia in her sledge, out to find Peter, Susan, and Lucy.  Only at one point, the sledge has troubling moving, because Edmund begins to hear

“A strange, sweet, rustling, chattering noise…It was the noise of rushing water.  All round them though out of sight, there were streams….And his heart have a great leap when he realized that the frost was over.”

Then the grass begins to show.  And the trees “shook off their robes of snow.”  And the birds begin to sing, and sunlight filters down.  Flowers push up from the soil.  Until it is finally said:

“This is no thaw,” said the Dwarf, suddenly stopping.  “This is Spring.  What are we to do?  Your winter has been destroyed, I tell you!  This is Aslan’s doing.”

Here Comes the Sun, indeed.  And it is all right.  Notice that last line in Harrison’s lyrics. “It’s all right.”  Well, yeah, of course it’s all right, isn’t it?   I mean, who wants to endure the freezing cold for yet another year, or perhaps in Narnian terms, another hundred?  But I think the line fits for some us on this Easter Eve.  Change, even good change, even the Best and Final Change, this shift from Death to Life, leaves some of us, remarkably but predictably, longing for the old frozen paths.  We got used to the snow and the cold over the long Narnian years.  We got used to huddling by a tiny fire for warmth, in the comfort of our solitary rooms.  Shoveling the drive was a bore, but at least it kept our minds preoccupied.  Now things are disrupted.  A great and cataclysmic force has entered our world.  We are invited, but cling to our coats, long used to having the old wine skins draped over our souls.

So here’s to it being the best “all right” in our Christian life.  And to those of us who pray “I believe, help thou my unbelief,” I also pray that we have the courage to wake up- I mean really wake up- tomorrow, to accept the Spring given us.  Because here it comes.

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