Pink Jewel thoughts

He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love- Song of Solomon 2:4. A banquet is not a picnic, nor those little chic gatherings where hors d'oeuvre are served. No, a banquet is the crown jewel of meals. It is course after course of culinary delight and entertainment. Let me guide your thoughts to one of the iconic photographs of The Duchess, Kate Middleton staring adoringly into her Prince’s face on their wedding day; a picture truly worth a thousand words. He had brought her into his banqueting house and he had just sworn to have and to hold her from that day onward, to love and to cherish her till death separated them. Beautiful isn’t it? The dream of every little girl and the prayer of every bride. To be treasured and loved in ways no words can describe. In the real world, you may have a glimpse of earthly true love, but even the purest forms of love such as maternal love would pale in comparison to the love of God described in this verse of scripture. ...

In body language, a completely lowered head with slumped shoulders speaks volumes, according to author James Borg, “you’re looking down because you’re feeling down”. It speaks sadness, depression, guilt, defeat, hiding. No wonder the ostrich hides its head in the sand, the big bird often can’t deal with the danger above there, so make it simple, disappear from them- the accusers, the problems, the failures, the mistakes, the regrets. There are things that have knocked us down and maybe kept us down,…questioning whether we will ever be good enough for a God that is so pure and beautiful.  On the temple floor, there is a mob of self-righteous angry men thirsty for blood, waiting for the barbaric thrill of stoning a human being to death. Curious teenage boys, hot-blooded young men, the middle-aged and the elderly united with one quest; “kill the adulteress!”…she represented all their deepest darkest fantasies, all that made them scrub their skin with hot water and soap hoping that t...