How fair is your love,
My sister, my spouse!
How much better than wine is your love, And the scent of your perfumes Than all spices!
Hey Bride – check this out. We intoxicate our beloved and not just a little. We are better than wine. It kind of reminds me of those pots, at that wedding, that were filled with water and with just one touch of the masters hand that H2O became 90 proof but in this case it’s Jesus that’s drinking up. He just can’t get enough of us. He’s hooked on His Bride. He is a love addict.
That gets me excited. My Beloved gets intoxicated by me. Think about it. Aeon’s ago this bridegroom thought of us while we were still playing the harlot. His mentation found but one way to fulfill His love desire for me (and you). Overcome by intoxication, He left His palace to search and rescue me from the slums that I called home. He took upon Himself all my shame and called me righteous.
Yes, Jesus is drunk for His Bride. There is nothing He won’t do for her because He has already done everything.
Who am I not to reciprocate this powerful persuader for I have been persuaded by His love for me. I am now made drunk by this Holy madman but not the kind of intoxication that leads to darkness. It is strength that I have and conviction. I will go for You my beloved and I will obey Your commands because Your Word is not a law or some dead religion to my heart but it is life to my bones.
I will obey Your commands because I love You.