Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
for your love is more delightful than wine Song of Songs which is Solomon’s 1:2.
Will I allow the Creator of all that I am, come near me?
Even so personal, and intimate as a kiss.
And not on the cheek.
“Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth,” sings the Song of Songs.
Is this the Song above all others?
The greatest song our hearts can sing?
The ultimate song of surrender?
Can I believe that the Creator God of all the Universe and all that’s in it, desires time with me?
Only me?
Intimate and concerned with . . . me?
Perhaps doing hard things in life are more than huge tasks and difficult adventures.
Doing hard things might be . . . simply letting God love us.
You.
Me.
Being still to receive.
Will I?
Allow, authorize, commission, license, accede to, agree to, consent to . . .
God and His precious love for me?
Will I concede, grant, endure, and tolerate . . .
the kisses of His mouth, to my lips?
Will I?
It’s natural for my hurting heart to turn from, or hinder, impede, obstruct, censure, deny, disallow, disapprove, refuse, reject, revoke, suppress, and withhold.
Hurts permeate our souls. We’re broken.
Weak, with no energy to fight, God’s love endures. He patiently breaks through.
He suffers long through ages of time and rejection.
God’s love rises above envy and pride. He’s never provoked or rude as we so often are.
How can He bear all things?
How does He believe the best in each one He sees?
How can He hope all things for me? He remains steadfast. He never gives up on anyone. (1)
There is none like God. (2)
“I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters” Song of Solomon 2: 1,2.
He gave His precious life, a red rose of Sharon, a tender lily among thorns of the cross.
Before I knew the beauty of the Lord, His love surrounded me.
“Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair, thou hast doves eyes” Song of Solomon 1:15.
Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations” Jeremiah 1:5.
He knows me. The good, the bad, the ugly.
He knows you too. Yet, He reaches out His arms to us.
“His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me” Song of Solomon 2:6.
In His arms of love, there is no other place of peace.
“The voice of my beloved, behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills” Song of Solomon 2:8.
Mountains of trouble and strife are everywhere, but he comes leaping on them, skipping up the hills.
Yes, He’s lover of my soul, and you?
“Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
For your love is better than wine”
“Your name is ointment poured forth; . . .
Draw me away!” Song of Solomon 1:2,3,4.
Can we hear Him call?
“Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come” Song of Solomon 2:10,11.
Yes, . . . we will.
(1) 1 Corinthians 13
(2) 2 Samuel 7:22