A Lesson Learned


"I sleep, but my heart is awake,
It's the voice of my beloved!
He knocks, saying,
'Open for me, my sister, my love,
My dove, my perfect one;
For my head is covered with dew, 
My locks with the drops of the night.'

"I've taken off my robe;
How can I put it on again?
I have washed my feet;
How can I defile them?
My beloved put his hand
By the latch of the door,
And my heart yearned for my beloved,
And my hands dripped with myrrh,
On the handles of the lock.
I opened for my beloved,
But my beloved had turned away and was gone.
My heart leaped up when he spoke.
I sought him, but I could not find him.
I called him, but he gave me no answer.

"I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
  If you find my beloved,
That you tell him I am lovesick!"

(Song of Solomon 5:2-6,8)




     "This was a little lesson that My Bride learned along the way on our journey together.  There was a time that she had allowed herself to get distracted and did not cherish and guard our time and our relationship as she once did, and when I came to call on her, she drug her feet and made excuses for not being there with Me like she used to.  She knew My love and passion was still alive and would always be there for her, but she was not responding back to Me as before, because she was weary from all that she had become distracted with and involved in.  Then when she was ready to be with Me again I was not there like she expected.  I purposefully hid Myself for a while as she experience the emptiness and desperation that is there when we, being one, are not together.  It was a lesson of tough love, but it served its purpose and was learned and now her love and passion for Me is even greater.  That makes Me smile and brings Me great joy, because I know her love for Me is stronger and has been purified by the fire of her trials and test.