Father, sometimes all I have to fall on is your love. The love of a bridegroom drawing, wooing, calling me to come away.
Your love is patient and kind, yet unrelenting and raging like a fire burning bright for me.
Your love is proud to be seen with me.
You call me Beloved. I am yours and you are mine.
Father, help me to know this love deeply and unwaveringly. Draw me to run to that love, your love, with everything in me.
Song of Solomon 6
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