Listen! My beloved! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
My beloved spoke and said to me, ‘Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me. See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig-tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.’ - Song of Solomon 2:8-13
I'm not sure how to write about this passage, but one thing that I see here is the virtue of discovery and delight. The girl asks her friends to delight with her at his joyful approach and curiosity. The boy asks her to join him in enjoying the day and the new season. Sometimes I wonder if this is what God wants to do: to delight in introducing us to his children (again?) as if this is our first introduction, to delight in our approach and to delight in the beautiful details of the the new day and season. Maybe that is what heaven is like: being able to delight without worry.
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