The Sun Will Rise
Keith Whitaker
March 13, 2014
We’ve emerged from winter--the cold, the rain, the inescapable blanket of gray. And with the rising of the sun comes a new season, a new hope.
For many, though, winter casts her cold cold shadow not just on the puddled streets of our city, but also over the deep places of our hearts. Winter is a season of the soul--it’s cold, soaked with tears, it feels inescapably gray. Yet Jesus knows the journey, he’s walked it. So, as you Cultivate Life with him, have hope. The sun will rise, indeed the Son will rise.
The Sun Will Rise by The Brilliance
For many, though, winter casts her cold cold shadow not just on the puddled streets of our city, but also over the deep places of our hearts. Winter is a season of the soul--it’s cold, soaked with tears, it feels inescapably gray. Yet Jesus knows the journey, he’s walked it. So, as you Cultivate Life with him, have hope. The sun will rise, indeed the Son will rise.
The Sun Will Rise by The Brilliance
The sun will rise, the sun will rise
Bringing life to the earth as it springs from the ground
The sun will rise, the sun will rise
Won’t you dry all your tears lay your burden down
Won’t you dry all your tears lay your burden down