Song of Songs

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Song of Solomon: The most important verse in the Bible (part two)


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~ I am very dark, but lovely,
    O daughters of Jerusalem,
like the tents of Kedar,
    like the curtains of Solomon ~

Songs 1:5

Our Obsession with the Outward

Other than all being blokes with varying degrees of sex appeal, what do Dale Winton, Donald Trump and Bradley Cooper all have in common?

They all have terrible fake tans.

Granted, this probably isn’t the most Solomonic introduction I’ll ever write on this blog but one that still has a measure of poignancy for this second instalment in our Song of Solomon series:

Our obsession with the external appearance of things – the way we look – is one of the most controlling and crippling idols known to man. It leads us to do the craziest of things: gluttony over God; now over forever; prison over mountainous climbs; temporary over eternal; counterfeits over truth and C.S.Lewis’ mud pies over holidays at the sea.

It’s been this way since Adam and Eve lurched naked into the undergrowth to break off handfuls of shrubbery with which to conceal their first furtive blushes before God, (Genesis 3). (more…)

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Snog of Solomon: Kisses (part one)


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“Let Him kiss me with the kisses of His mouth! For your love is better than wine”
~ Songs 1:2 ~

Kisses

We all love a kiss even if it’s a TCP-infused kiss from your Grandpa or a hairy peck on the cheek from an old family friend. Kisses can be tolerated and wiped away but kisses can also be like strong, we’re-getting-drunk-very-quickly liqour. (more…)

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Song of Solomon: When We Don’t Want to Eat (Introduction)


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Jack is a young lad who goes to the same gym as us – I guess he must be in his very early twenties – and, very unusually for any bloke in the gym, recently opened up to me while we were stood recovering together next to the leg extension machine.

I’d asked him, “how you doing?” and, rather than giving an off-the-shelf response conveying that nothing in life was even remotely problematic or worrisome, he responded by saying, “I’m doing a bit better now, thanks…”.

What’s going on here then, I wondered. (more…)