hotter than 50 shades of grey


Hi friends!

I've had an annoying case of the sniffles for the last week or so...along with everyone else I work with and my husband. I haven't been able to shake it (perhaps because I never took a day off to get away from sick people) and after such a busy weekend, I woke up this morning feeling like I'd been hit by a train (or something like that). 

So I stayed at home. It was fantastic.

I slept in. I watched bad reality television. I made toads-in-a-hole. I walked the dogs. I cleaned our room. I washed the dishes. I painted my nails. I made chicken noodle soup from scratch. I drank hot orange tea. And I took some time to do a Bible study. 

It was a full day (and it's still not over) but it wasn't like the rat race it often can be. There was peace in the rest and I feel a hundred times better than I did at 8 a.m. This is what Sundays are supposed to be about, but I admit I'm still not as good about the Sabbath as I should be. Sometimes my weekends look a lot like my work days.



Something else I've noticed about taking the time to rest is this: all the things I need to do 1) get done and 2) they get done better than they would have without that extra bit of sleep or that half hour of Tia and Tamera. I'm totally serious. Being busy doesn't make us at better at being busy (nor does procrastinating help, either). It just makes us more stressed out and, ultimately, less capable of doing what we need to do. 

And, today, I needed to be at home where I could let my body heal and get my mind focused back on the things that honor my body, my heart, and my soul. Which brings me to Song of Songs.

Have you ever read it? I'm sure you know some about this Old Testament book of the Bible. But have you ever really sat down and studied what it's about? The only word I have is damn (and I mean that in the best possible way). 

I look at this mostly erotic book and I start to get a little flustered because it's way hotter than Fifty Shades of Grey. The girls who are so sloppy over themselves at the thought of a man like Christian Grey should take a peek at chapters 4 and 5 of this love story because it will make them weak in the knees. It doesn't make me feel like property or tell me that sex and love are so complex they must be detailed in a contract. It tells me about a Man who died for me, a Bridegroom who waits with bated breath for the moment when He can unveil His Bride. It tells me how His passion for me is more exquisite than the best lover I've ever had. It makes me want more of my husband and more of my God at the same time. It also kind of makes me go "Pierce? Pierce who?" because that's how perfect the love story is between Christ and His Bride. That's how intimate the whisper is from our Savior to us. 

I can't do this book justice. I wish I could. Please read it. Not because some random blogger told you to; just because you are beautiful and you are worthy of a love story that reads far better than anything your average novelist could have conjured up. 

Here are some of my favorite passages:

"My dear lover glows with health...red-blooded and radiant! He's one in a million. There's no one quite like Him! My golden one, pure and untarnished, with raven black curls tumbling across his shoulders. His eyes are like doves, soft and bright, but deep-set, brimming with meaning like wells of water. His face is rugged, his beard smells like sage, His voice, His words warm and reassuring. Fine muscles ripple beneath His skin, quiet and beautiful. His torso is the work of a sculptor, hard and smooth as ivory. He stands tall like a cedar, strong and deep-rooted, a rugged mountain of a man., aromatic with wood and stone. His words are kisses, his kisses words. Everything about Him delights me, thrills me through and through! That's my lover, that's my man, dear Jerusalem sisters." -Song of Songs 5:10-16

"The sweet, fragrant curves of your body, the soft, spiced contours of your flesh invite me and I come. I stay until dawn breathes its light and night slips away. You're beautiful from head to toe, my dear love, beautiful beyond compare, absolutely flawless."- Song of Songs 4:6-7

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