Hephzibah.

a short insert from my journal.

actually to add a little more to my story… a sort of transition… a couple weeks ago a woman gave me this verse.

 Song of Solomon 2:14.

“O my dove in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.”

the woman highlighted this season as a time of going away with God… a time of intimacy. an added element to the story is this verse written above was written in my journal (which i am making significant process in filling up right now.) when i was in mexico (at the beginning of 2009) i vividly remembered writing a song of solomon verse down, so i flipped to the front of my journal and lo and behold this same verse was written. over two years later this verse is specifically and significantly speaking to me. for He does say my voice is sweet and my face is lovely. how I love what God highlights in certain seasons and how there are reoccurring patterns throughout one’s life.

“Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn my beloved, be like a gazelle or a young stag on cleft mountains.” Song of Solomon 2:17.

out of fear, not feeling prepared, thinking she doesn’t have the strength to fully obey she tells Him to turn. i don’t want to tell Him to turn because of fear and unwillingness to obey. may my will be conformed to Yours. may my Yes be Your Yes. for He tells me my face is lovely and my voice is sweet . He says arise. may i respond and go away with Him.