On my bed night after night
I sought him Whom my soul loves;
I sought him but did not find him.
Song of Songs 3:1
Our maiden has let the Lover of her soul head out without her. She has sent Him on His way. (for a recap check last week’s post – No Diving)
There are times in our walk with Christ that we step back from the edge of what seems to be a precipice for fear that there is no turning back. We hesitate.
Our Love, our Master, Jesus does not love us any less, but there come times when the flow keeps moving and we step out. This is where we find the Shulamite today.
Our maiden’s ability to feel the presence of the Shepherd King is gone. She no longer can look across the banquet table and gaze into His eyes. She does not see His right arm of manifest care, or feel the left arm behind her, that sense of unseen presence. It is all missing.
Has He left her for good? Not at all, but He has not stopped His own forward motion.
I have always loved the picture in Ezekiel 47 of the River flowing from the throne of God. I can see myself walking deeper and deeper into that river, into the flow of the Spirit in the will of the Father.
…and it was a river that I could not ford, for the water had risen, enough water to swim in, a river that could not be forded. ~ Ezekiel 47:5
I love that – water to swim in. But when we pull back, when we back out of that river – out to the shores we find our selves – well, here:
But its swamps and marshes will not become fresh; they will be left for salt. ~ Ezekiel 47:11
That is where our girl finds herself, having stepped back from the edge, she has pulled back out of this wonderful river of the Spirit, back onto the banks, and yet the river keeps flowing.
She is looking, on the banks of the river, for the One who is swimming, fully immersed in the flow of the Spirit. He cannot be found here on the banks of the river.
Fear not – He has not abandon her, and when He returns, well that will be a glorious day.
But today, there is loneliness, there is darkness, it may even feel like abandonment.
Yet here is the victory for our girl. She does not quit.
I must arise now and go about the city;
In the streets and in the squares
I must seek him whom my soul loves.’
I sought him but did not find him.
Now her hunger and thirst to be with the One she longs for dominates all. She does not sit and wallow, she obeys. Yes it is delayed obedience but obedience nonetheless. Now she takes up the call of her lover from their last encounter.
Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,
And come along.
What do we make of all this?
Are you in a place right now, where the heavens seem to be made of brass? What I mean is, does it feel like God is not listening, like you can’t sense His whisper in your ear, or His voice on the wind?
Go back. Step back into the river. Walk out into the depths where there is life. Rise UP!
(Too many metaphors? Sorry.)
What was the last thing God put on your heart to do? Did you do it? Perhaps He is simply waiting for you to rise up.
Notice she does not turn away from her love for Him. She in fact is desperate for Him.
He, by pulling back her sense of Him, her ability to feel Him, He drew her out of her paralysis and into motion.
So it is with us. If you find yourself stuck, go back to the last thing, and just get moving. If it is not right, He will make that clear, but He can’t steer you when you are sitting still.
Rise up men and women of God!
See you next week.
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