WORD OF GOD

Song of Songs 2:10B, 11-14

“Arise, my love, my beautiful one!
Come, the winter is gone, the rains are over. 

Flowers have appeared on earth; 

the season of singing has come; 

the cooing of doves is heard. 

The fig tree forms its early fruit, 

the vines in blossom are fragrant. 

Arise, my beautiful one, 

come with me, my love, come. 

O my dove in the rocky cleft, 

in the secret places of the cliff, 

let me see your face, 

let me hear your voice. 

Your face—how lovely! Your voice—how sweet!”

---- Mine,

Never doubt the tenderness of my love for you. Come to Me. Find in Me your refuge and your hiding place. Speak My Name in the silence of your soul and you will find Me there always. I long to spend time with you to hear you speak of your love for Me. Come often. I am lonely. I hunger and thirst for your love.