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closeness. Why this is so is a spiritual mystery but it does seem as if the world, the flesh and the<br />

devil unite to rob the Christian <strong>of</strong> joy. The Lord comes knocking on the door <strong>of</strong> the heart but<br />

Love is turned away. Oh the perverseness <strong>of</strong> the human heart! How willful is the soul! How full<br />

<strong>of</strong> unbelief!<br />

3 I have put <strong>of</strong>f my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall<br />

I defile them?<br />

5:3 I have put <strong>of</strong>f. One wicked excuse is piled on top <strong>of</strong> another as to why the heart will not do<br />

right. One rationale after another is given to do wrong. The soul whispers thoughts to itself<br />

thereby leading self into evil with small steps towards self absorption which is the essence <strong>of</strong> all<br />

sin. This self centeredness is rooted in unbelief.<br />

In essence the heart believes that God can be mocked and refuses to believe He will not be.<br />

The patience <strong>of</strong> God is abused.<br />

The heart believes there is no penalty for transgression <strong>of</strong> God’s holy law because there is a<br />

time delay in which the grace <strong>of</strong> God and His mercy is not exhausted. Time is given to stand<br />

in self judgment and repent. Nevertheless, unbelief in a certain and fearful judgment is made<br />

manifest.<br />

The heart does not believe God will leave a soul to its own devises much like a parent will<br />

allow a willful child to vent.<br />

4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole <strong>of</strong> the door, and my bowels [deepest<br />

emotions] were moved for him.<br />

5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my<br />

fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles <strong>of</strong> the lock.<br />

5:5 my hands dropped. It was a custom when visiting to leave evidence <strong>of</strong> having called. The<br />

maiden knows her lover has been to see her. It was not a dream. But the problem was this: she<br />

had all time for herself and no time for him. It was not convenient.<br />

6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was<br />

gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I<br />

called him, but he gave me no answer.<br />

5:6 had withdrawn.<br />

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