Beckoning Love

In every person there lies hidden, a cry for love. Why hidden? Love’s lacking has built a fortress of defense — a defense which protects the cry.

It can be destroyed.

It is not eternal, but a human cry — a cry which burros deeper at every resistance, at every abuse — at every un-loving.

We don’t deserve love, nevertheless we cry for it; we have squandered it, still, we seek it more.

We have accepted lesser forms of love: physical touch, social acceptance, a paycheck. True love beckons from somewhere beyond, somewhere below, the vague within.

It’s unexplainable, imponderable, mystical, baffling.

The goal of God re-invigorates our souls crying.

His aim re-awakens the stifled need.

He seeks to un-bury the raw beckoning because He can’t fill an already filled box.

God withdraws the manifestation of His presence.

And the Psalmist bellows out:

“Do not hide your face from your servant, For I am in distress, Make haste to answer me.” Psalm 69:16-17

And in Psalm 88:13-14  “O Lord, why do you cast me off? Why do you hide your face from me?”

Psalm 89:46 then speaks  “How long, O Lord will you hide yourself forever?”

A seeking occurs in the Song of Songs chapter 3: “I slept, but my heart was awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking. “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is wet with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.”  “I had put off my garment; how could I put it on? I had bathed my feet; how could I soil them? My beloved put his hand to the latch, and my heart was thrilled within me. I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the bolt.”

 “I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and gone.”

  1. “my soul failed, (went from me), when he spake:
  2. I sought,(searched for), him, but I could not find him;
  3. I called (called out to), him, but he gave me no answer.”

He withdrew, hid, and gave no answer.

Psalm 63:1 speaks loudly:

“O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsts for thee, my flesh longs for thee, in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is.

The grandson of Rabbi Baruch, Yehiel, burst into tears in his room.

“Yehiel, Yehiel, why these tears? Why are you crying?”

“My friend cheated, it’s not just grandpa, it’s not fair for a friend to cheat!”

“But what did your friend do?”

“We were playing hide-and-seek. I hid so well that he could not find me; so he stopped playing, he did not look for me anymore. Do you understand, grandpa? I hid and he did not look for me. It’s not fair!”

Rabbi Baroukh, upset, began to caress the boy’s head, and tears flowed from his eyes:

“God, too, Yehiel,”he murmured,“God is sad, too. God hides, and human beings do not seek Him. Do you understand, little Yehiel? God hides and humans do not even bother to look for Him. “ translated from Elie Wiesel  Contre la Melancolie

Friends, God hides at a risk, but a calculated one, as seen in the Song of Solomon:

“I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, thatI am sick of love.” Song 3:6

Lo and behold, she finally finds Him, (He wishes to be found and will not hide forever).

She is awakened to a great realization,

“I am my beloved’s and He is mine,” Song 6:3 first,

and then

I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me. Song 7:10

Lastly, To know that God’s desire is toward me brings a brand new world. He loves me, cares about me and yes, He desires me.

He desires you also. Love ya

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