The bride speaks of her beloved:
Upon my bed at night
I sought him whom my soul loves:
I sought him not;
I called him, but he gave no answer.
So, I said to myself,
I will rise now and go about the city,
in the streets and in the squares:
I will seek him whom my soul loves.
I sought him, but found him not.
The sentinels found me,
as they went about in the city.
I asked, “Have you see him whom my soul loves?”
Scarcely had I passed them,
when I found him whom my soul loves.
Songs of Songs (3.1-4a)
Memorial day for Mary Magdalene, a person of generous love, a holy woman, a disciple of Jesus, and an apostle of the resurrection. She was the first person Jesus appeared to after his resurrection and then ordered her to “go and tell my brothers!”
Lovely post, thank you.
Thank you, Chess.
Morning Perpetua, what a beautiful post. I fell in love with the words.
Enjoy the rest of your week, hugs Paula xxxx
Morning to you, too, Paula. I’m glad you fell in love with this post. Keep it and say it over and over again. This is a prayer.
Okay, I will. xxxx