Chapter seven of the book of Song of Solomon is a book of Passion. The greatest passion on earth, enjoyed by earthly beings, is the passion of love-making. This chapter is the best description of that passion that I have ever read. When I visited Tanzania, I took a safari and came across two lions making love. Up until this moment, I would have said it was unfair to make the female lion do all the hunting and the killing, the birth giving, and the child-raising, until I witnessed their love life.
The male gave five efforts and fell to the ground absolutely exhausted. I learned later he had to service all the females in his tribe, which, indeed could be quite fatiguing. She, however, rolled onto her back and shook for at least fifteen minutes. I changed my mind at that point; maybe it wasn’t so bad being a female lion.
In chapter six of the book of Song of Solomon, verses 4–13 are the Beloved’s response to the Daughters of Jerusalem. He proclaims the Shulamite’s beauty once again. He challenges the chorus to find anyone as fine as this one. Jesus didn’t come to the earth to form churches. He came to earth to create personal, intimate relationships with each member of the Body of Christ, first with the Father, then with Himself, and then with the Holy Spirit. He finishes by saying the love between Himself and the Shulamite has the strength of two armies.
“My beloved has gone to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.” (Song of Solomon 6:2).
The Shulamite has already confessed she doesn’t know where he is. She went hunting for him and couldn’t find him, yet she tells the congregation he has gone to work. Why does she keep this information from them? Perhaps so they will not outrun her and grab the goods before she can get to him. Some churches are very competitive. According to the Bible, the only race we run is against ourselves so that we will get better and better, becoming more and more His Masterpiece.
Writing has been in my blood, so to speak, but when I surrendered my life to Jesus Christ and He told me to write, all my trepidations rolled away and I began in earnest! After all, if God Almighty says it was His idea that I be a writer, who am I to stand in His way? My hope is that you not only like what I write, but that your life is moved by it, and that your party to Jesus and with Jesus turns your life into days of Heaven on Earth.