3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down in his shade with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
The Shulamite to the Daughters of Jerusalem
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. 5 Sustain me with cakes of raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am lovesick (Song of Solomon 2:3-5).
Likewise, the Shulamite describes her beloved with wonderful words of visual love. Trees in the woods normally are not flowering trees. An apple tree, usually shorter than trees that make up the forest, would be lost in the shade of the larger, stronger trees, but she sees him as “one in a million,” someone extraordinary, flowering and fruit producing in spite of the circumstances. Wouldn’t our own loved ones flower and produce fruit if we held the opinion of them that she does of her beloved?
She speaks well of him to her friends and neighbors, describing his love for her to them. Words spoken produce an effect. It never hurts to brag about the ones we love. Here’s a snatch from an old song. It would do well for us to accomplish this:
“Latch onto the affirmative. Eliminate the negative. And don’t mess with Mr. Inbetween.”