A few years back, Sacred Space, an Irish Jesuit prayer site, offered us this slight paraphrase from Origen's homily on the Song of Songs, written in the 3rd century.
For you, I have endured the raging storm. I have born with the waves that would have assailed you; on your account my soul became sorrowful even unto death. I rose from the dead after drawing the sting of death and loosing the bonds of hell. Therefore I say to you, "Arise my fair one, and come away, my dove; for lo the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth! I have risen from the dead. I have rebuked the storm. I have offered peace."
In the midst of our broken lives, is it possible that we are being called into peace? How does this happen? Can you imagine that these words are being spoken to you?
For you, I have endured the raging storm. I have born with the waves that would have assailed you; on your account my soul became sorrowful even unto death. I rose from the dead after drawing the sting of death and loosing the bonds of hell. Therefore I say to you, "Arise my fair one, and come away, my dove; for lo the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth! I have risen from the dead. I have rebuked the storm. I have offered peace."
In the midst of our broken lives, is it possible that we are being called into peace? How does this happen? Can you imagine that these words are being spoken to you?
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