This morning I read a love poem written by someone from the Middle East, Song of Solomon. What I enjoy is the wonderful images of so many words. Wine, flowers, animals, fruit, fragrances, trees, and plants all being used to describe love. This always seems right to me because love, real love, is very difficult to describe, to find words that give a sense of it. It also gives me insights into the daily life of the people of the Middle East, their understanding is so linked to the earth and what it supplies, its gifts, and how much it gives meaning to their lives. So much of my life is defined by technology, media, television, man-made things. This is one of the great gifts of Fair Haven, its presence gives so much meaning to my life, the river, the mountains, the trees, the birds, animals, the wind, waves, colors, the grasses, and bushes of every unknown variety, all these create and mold my every day. And all of this is Him at work. This is the meaning of the Song of Solomon for me. Love, the greatest gift of all, is described by using growing, living, fragrant, things, all coming from or living on the earth. Living one’s life in a garden, even a fallen garden, brings so much blooming life to these years most think of as the ending years. It is a great reminder of His loving power to resurrect my daily life.
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