Sparks (or not)
Emitted from the fire, their tiny illumination endures for the briefest of moments…then, they are gone

More from Solomon…

Sex was God’s idea.

Beyond the obvious function of intercourse in the perpetuation of the species, sex was intended by God to be mutually pleasurable, intimate, and the ultimate expression of love.

After all, were we not endowed by our creator with the receptors to sense, feel and respond to his creation (and his creatures) in the proper way?

These truths are illuminated brilliantly in another of the inspired writings of one of our favorite wise and wealthy kings…Solomon.

From the Song of Songs out of the Hebrew bible, sample these sensuous morsels, noting how creation and the creature are symbolically linked as one:

Lover:

“How beautiful your sandaled feet, O prince’s daughter
Your graceful legs are like jewels, the work of a craftsman’s hands
Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks blended wine
Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by lilies
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle
Your neck is like an ivory tower
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath Rabbim
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel
Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses
How beautiful you are and how pleasing, O love, with your delights
Your stature is like that of the palm, and your breasts like clusters of fruit
I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like the clusters of the vine
The fragrance of your breath like apples
And your mouth like the best wine.”

Beloved:

“May the wine go straight to my lover, flowing gently over lips and teeth
I belong to my lover, and his desire is for me
Come, my lover, let us go to the countryside
Let us spend the night in the villages
Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vines have budded
If their blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates are in bloom…
There I will give you my love.
The mandrakes send out their fragrance and at our door is every delicacy,
Both old and new…
That I have stored up for you, my lover.”

And yet again…

Beloved:

“Awake, north wind and come, south wind!
Blow on my garden that its fragrance may spread abroad
Let my lover come into his garden, and taste its choice fruits.”

Lover:

“I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey
I have drunk my wine and my milk.”

Whew! It seems a bit insensitive to even comment after such an exchange.

The Song of Songs, read in its entirety reveals not a fly-by-night, secret rendezvous between two lust-filled individuals. It weaves a fabric of commitment and mutual destiny, not unlike the true god-man relationship.

The purity and undefiled beauty of this kind of love lies  in such contrast with the illicit, exploitative, self-indulgent and perverted counterfeit we see portrayed in our media (and sometimes before or very eyes) today.

It is thought that Solomon wrote these words as a young man. Eventually, he himself succumbed to the counterfeit, becoming obsessed with women, sex and pleasure.

Perhaps he should have heeded his own advice, since warnings on the depth and eternal nature of true love were issued several times in the Song of Songs:

“Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:
Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.”


You won’t relent
by Misty Edwards

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