…Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires!”
“Who is this coming up from the wilderness leaning on her beloved?
Under the apple tree I roused you; there your mother conceived you, there she who was in labor gave you birth.
Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If one were to give all the wealth of one’s house for love, it would be utterly scorned. (Song of Songs 8:5-7 NIV)
I was lost. His love found me! 