During the trials of life, the pain and tragedy we each go through, no matter how costly, develops in us longings for the pain to be over, for the perseverance to pay off. The Apostle Paul calls it harvest time, the time when we reap what we’ve sown, and if we’ve sown good, and do not give up and lose heart, we will reap a harvest.

But even awaiting the harvest has its rainy days, the days when we just want to go to sleep and be awakened when the pain is over. Or the days when we wake up early in the morning, and we hear the rain outside and think, Wake me up tomorrow, for tomorrow could be a better day.

This is what I like about non-Christian music artists. They know life, they understand the weary nature of life and its degenerative trajectory. While they may as of yet have no hope in Jesus, their expression is still accurate, not to mention an authentic portrayal of our own lives.

The following song, “Wake Me Up When September Ends,” is an artistic portrayal of the feelings in my heart lately. I’m sure much could be read into it, but for about three months this song has been in my head, and during this time many applications could be made. There is no single reason for this being part of my feelings. It just is. Unfortunately, I can only reprint the lyrics here (click below for full entry), but you can go to the iTunes Music Store and download the song for 99 cents.

summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my father’s come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends

Doug

Doug Stuart is a committed follower of Jesus and passionate about building for the Kingdom of God through education and mobilization. He is a regular writer at LibertarianChristians.com as well as the founder of Living Loud.

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