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Daily Devotionals
Grace for Today
Song of Solomon 2:5
‘I am sick of love’
Read Song of Solomon 2:1-16
The Lord Jesus Christ has been most gracious to me. He has brought me into his church and family and made me to be one of his own. He has made me, at various times, to sit down in blessed fellowship with him, feasting upon the rich and blessed truths of the gospel. His banner over me is love. My heart rejoices in his eternal, special, electing, immutable love for my soul. But now my soul is weary. A heavenly love-sickness has come over me, because my blessed Lord and Redeemer, the great lover of my soul, does not openly and clearly manifest himself as he has in days gone by.
‘I am sick of love,’ because I long for his presence. I know that Christ is always present with his church. Wherever two or three gather in his name, he is in their midst. But I long for him to make his presence known. My heart and soul yearn for a fresh and constant sense of his love. When he reveals himself all is well. When he hides his face, everything seems empty and vain.
‘I am sick of love, ‘because I long for his return. The thought fills my soul with gladness that one day the Lord Jesus Christ will return to this earth. In that blessed day, the knowledge of the Lord will cover the earth as the waters cover the sea. Oh, may it please the King to return in his glory very soon! We long for him.
‘I am sick of love’ because I long to be with him. Is it not reasonable for the Lord’s people to long to be with him where he is? To be with him is to be free from sin. To be with him is to enter into rest. To be with him is to come into the glorious liberty of the sons of God. I will be content to remain here, so long as he sees fit. But my heart has already departed. ‘I am sick of love.’
While I am here, I can be content, if he will give me the comfort of his grace. ‘stay with me flagons, comfort me with apples.’ Though at times the Lord is pleased to withdraw his manifest presence, he has left behind the wine of his grace and the fruits of his labors to sustain my heart. These are the pillows of my soul. I rejoice in them. Yet I long for my well-Beloved.
