Thursday, September 16, 2004
He Loves
Song of Solomon chapter 3 is written from the perspective of a woman, to her lover. For a moment, imagine it is God speaking about you.
Restless in bed and sleepless through the night, I longed for my lover. I wanted him desperately. His absence was painful. So I got up, went out and roved the city, hunting through streets and down alleys. I wanted my lover in the worst way! I looked high and low, and didn't find him. And then the night watchmen found me as they patrolled the city.
"Have you seen my dear lost love?" I asked. No sooner had I left them than I found him, found my dear lost love. I threw my arms around him and held him tight, wouldn't let him go until I had him home again, safe at home beside the fire.
How much does he love you and long for you? He would look for you until the end of time. That's how important you are. That's how valuable to Him.
Restless in bed and sleepless through the night, I longed for my lover. I wanted him desperately. His absence was painful. So I got up, went out and roved the city, hunting through streets and down alleys. I wanted my lover in the worst way! I looked high and low, and didn't find him. And then the night watchmen found me as they patrolled the city.
"Have you seen my dear lost love?" I asked. No sooner had I left them than I found him, found my dear lost love. I threw my arms around him and held him tight, wouldn't let him go until I had him home again, safe at home beside the fire.
How much does he love you and long for you? He would look for you until the end of time. That's how important you are. That's how valuable to Him.
// posted by Annette @ 6:55 p.m. 