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Daily Devotionals
Our Daily Homily - Volume 2
Song of Solomon 2:8—The voice of my Beloved.
There are times when winter rules within, and the atmosphere is full of rain, and the birds are mute. It does not necessarily argue that we have back slidden; only that the rich, emotional life has for a little died down, as the sap sinks to the earth during the winter’s pause.
The first symptom of returning joy is the voice of the Beloved Master. We do not seek Him, but He us. We do not call, but He calls. The voice of spring is heard sounding through our soul. The sweet, clear, tender notes of the Savior ring melodiously around us, and as we hear them we know that our winter is past, the rain is over and gone, and the flowers and birds are at hand.
Rise up, my love! Rise up from lethargy and sloth; from the low levels on which you have lived; from the earth with its attractions, and the grave with its fetters. And as the command issues from his lips, He gives rising grace. Come away, He cries. There is richer life and wider upon the mountains. Let us climb the heights that beckon as. The voice of Christ is constantly summoning us to fuller experiences, to leave what is behind and below, to press up and on, so that we may know Him and the power of his resurrection.
How appropriate these words are as we may conceive of them being spoken to the expectant Church! After centuries of waiting she shall hear the archangel’s trump, and it will be the call of her Beloved to rise up and come away. Then her winter will be past forever; the unwithering flowers will appear; the time of singing will have come; and the voice of the turtle-dove, significant of affection, will be heard throughout Emmanuel’s Land.
