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Follow the Way of Love

1 Corinthians 14:1 (New International Version)
Follow the way of love...

It is the beginning of winter; a new season.

Outside it is raining in the early morning dark and a chilly 4 degrees. Soon the cold will deepen and the rain will turn to snow. In our northern land it is inevitable.

In my heart there is a new season and I feel it just as certainly as the turning of the year; but there is no chill in my heart, only glowing embers intensifying in warmth and love, fanned into white heat under the breath of the Holy Spirit. For I am a captive of Love and Love has me at last; all of me.

Much has happened over the past weeks and I will be writing about it more in coming days, as God helps me to put it into words. It is hard to adequately express the depth and sanctity of my deepened understanding of his love.

Oh, how I love him. His beauty enthralls me and I am drunk with love. The words of the Song of Songs are mine: Song of Songs, chapter 1:7
Tell me, you whom I love, where do you graze your flock?

Song of Songs, chapter 1: 3
Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes; your name is like ointment poured out. No wonder the maidens love you.

These words of extravagant, passionate love; costly love; they give voice to my love for my Jesus; my saviour, lover and friend.

Song of Solomon 7:10 (New International Version)
I belong to my lover,
and his desire is for me.

John 10:27 (New International Version)
My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.

And not by traveling, Lord, men come to Thee,
But by the way of love; and we love Thee.

Amy Carmichael, Edges of His Ways, November 4th


Angcat said…
Love with abandonment...I Praise His Name with you.
I love the words in Song of Solomon "..Your Name is like ointment poured out..."
His Name...Hallowed be Thy Name...
Susan said…
I am so looking forward to what you write in the coming weeks and days as God gives you the words.


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