"Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth."
Song of Solomon 1:2
"For
several days we have been dwelling upon the Saviour's passion, and for
some little time to come we shall linger there. In beginning a new
month, let us seek the same desires after our Lord as those which glowed
in the heart of the elect spouse. See how she leaps at once to him;
there are no prefatory words; she does not even mention his name; she is
in the heart of her theme at once, for she speaks of him who was the
only him in the world to her. How bold is her love! It was much
condescension which permitted the weeping penitent to anoint his feet
with spikenard--it was rich love which allowed the gentle Mary to sit at
his feet and learn of him--but here, love, strong, fervent love,
aspires to higher tokens of regard, and closer signs of fellowship.
Esther trembled in the presence of Ahasuerus, but the spouse in joyful
liberty of perfect love knows no fear. If we have received the same free
spirit, we also may ask the like. By kisses we suppose to be intended
those varied manifestations of affection by which the believer is made
to enjoy the love of Jesus. The kiss of reconciliation we enjoyed at our
conversion, and it was sweet as honey dropping from the comb. The kiss
of acceptance is still warm on our brow, as we know that he hath
accepted our persons and our works through rich grace. The kiss of
daily, present communion is that which we pant after to be repeated day
after day, till it is changed into the kiss of reception, which removes
the soul from earth, and the kiss of consummation which fills it with
the joy of heaven. Faith is our walk, but fellowship sensibly felt is
our rest. Faith is the road, but communion with Jesus is the well from
which the pilgrim drinks. O lover of our souls, be not strange to us;
let the lips of thy blessing meet the lips of our asking; let the lips
of thy fulness touch the lips of our need, and straightway the kiss will
be effected."
Charles Spurgeon
O Lover of my soul, how lovely is that to say it rings so true to me. The one that made, and gave all to us seeks from us a love without fear. I do cry out to Thee that You would draw me close and hold me near as a true bride.
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