I was reading this today and it just really spoke to me. I hope youll take a couple of minutes and let this refresh your soul. I hope it blesses you as it did me..... [Vividly she pictured it] The voice of my beloved [shepherd]! Behold, he comes, leaping upon the mountains, bounding over the hills. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind the wall of our house, he looks in through the windows, he glances through the lattice. My beloved speaks and says to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. The fig tree puts forth and ripens her green figs, and the vines are in blossom and give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. [So I went with him, and when we were climbing the rocky steps up the hillside, my beloved shepherd said to me] O my dove, [while you are here] in the seclusion of the clefts in the solid rock, in the sheltered and secret place of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. [My heart was touched and I fervently sang to him my desire] Take for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards [of our love], for our vineyards are in blossom. [She said distinctly] My beloved is mine and I am his! He pastures his flocks among the lilies. [Then, longingly addressing her absent shepherd, she cried] Until the day breaks and the shadows flee away, return hastily, O my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young hart as you cover the mountains [which separate us]. -Song of Solomon 2:8-17 Its so wonderful to have this poetic depiction of Jesus as our passionate, loving bridegroom, and us as His beloved, cherished bride. Oh what love our Lord has for us! Oh, how He must longingly anticipate the Fathers word to come and get us! Oh, what joyful celebration there will be at the marriage supper of The Lamb! Oh Lord, help us to remember that this world is not our home! Help us to long for You with a passion that matches the fervency of Your passion for us! Open our eyes to fully know Your love for us, Your desire to meet with us in the secret place to see our face and hear our voice as we sing our love song of worship to You. And in our patient, passionate waiting, help us to remember the reason why we are still here; the reason why you still wait. Help us to remember that we are your laborers in this field that is white unto harvest, and that You are patiently working...waiting...until the last sheep comes home.
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 05:21:01 +0000