Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her Beloved?--Song of Solomon 8:5
O Father, may this be said of me! Who better for me to lean on then You, the One who has the words to eternal life...who better to cleave unto than unto Your Son who makes roads in the wilderness and rivers in the deserts. Help me, O God, to hearken and consider, to incline my ear to You and allow You to be my perfect Peace...my all in all. Let me not trust in man but in You, my Father, who hears me, helps me and fights my battles. You are my Hope, my Maker, my Husband, my Redeemer and my Friend...You, Father, are my God over everything. You place Your banner of love over me and cover me in Your righteousness.
You are my King who greatly desires me...You are my Lord and I worship You. I am your beloved, leaning on your bosom, and You are mine. Your grace is sufficient for me and Your strength is made perfect in weakness. You who make all things new...You who are my strength in weakness...You who brings beauty from ashes....You who can make my darkest night light about me and my greatest grief a spring...it is YOU who are my God!
You, my mighty God, are in the very midst of me! You will save me...You will rejoice over me with gladness. You will quiet me with Your love and with singing You will "joy" over me.
