I came to my garden, my sister, my bride, I gathered my myrrh with my spice, I ate my honeycomb with my honey, I drank my wine with my milk. Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love! (Song of Songs 5:1 ESV)
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The poet here urges his readers to be drunk with love! And that is a strange idea.
By drunk, though, he does not mean stupid, buffoonish, clumsy, unaware, embarrassing crudeness.
He means ecstatic, unabashed, joyful, excited, awareness of love’s power, goodness, and glory.
Just like spices make many things taste better, love makes all of life grand.
Just like honey makes bland things sweet, love makes common things delightful.
Just like wine and milk apparently combine both nutrition and pleasure, love combines our peace, work, rest, and devotion into a fantastic life-enriching concoction.
And love only comes from God. He invented it. He is the source of it. He gives it. He receives it. Other things imitate it… other things are similar… other things are love-like.
But God’s love, in Christ, and ONLY in Christ, makes all things better!