Song of Solomon 2:1
BROTHERS OF THE SHULAMITE
Catch us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vines, for our vines are tender grapes.
Oh, how true this is. It’s the little things in life that get us harried, that ruin our peace and stir up strife. Little foxes have very sharp teeth, as do little rumors, or a little gossip, or a little rejection. How often it is when we share some desire or dream, or a plan that would change our lives, and those in our circle of trust turn into little foxes and rip our dreams to shreds. How fortunate the Shulamite is to have brothers who want to protect her.
So many people love to jump into my dreams and tell me how it will not work. “So and so tried that, and it ended in catastrophe.” Oh, somebody catch those little foxes for me so that my dream won’t be eaten alive. After all, my dream is like those tender grapes, sweet to the taste yet destroyed by sharp rhetoric.
And don’t tell me you are just trying to help by pointing out how things will not work out. You are forgetting one thing: I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. If my dream needs correcting, He’ll do it. He’ll make it better than I could ever do.