Love
"He brought me to his banqueting table
His banner over me is love."
Song of Songs 2:4
"He brought me to his banqueting table
His banner over me is love."
Song of Songs 2:4
I am dearly loved and so are you. You are invited to the table and there is a banner over you that says LOVE. You are precious and adored. There are no "yes, but . . ." bits of conversation. No buts at all - just love. You might want to say, "If you knew this hidden thing about me, you would not be so crazy about me." The response is, "I know that thing. I love you. You are my beloved." You, yes, YOU. You are a sweet, tender soul of beauty, a little pod of purity, a lovable, hugable, rockable, adorable soul. You are the recipient of grace in its truest form. Yes, you. There is a banner over you. It might be lavender or bubble gum pink. It could be sea foam green or a happy turquoise, but it's there. Just sit under your banner, Lovey.
