Song of Songs 5:1 (NIV)
I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride;
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
I have drunk my wine and my milk.
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
I have drunk my wine and my milk.
The heart of the believer is Christ's garden. He bought it
with His precious blood, and He enters it and claims it as His own. A garden implies
separation. It is not the open field; it is not a wilderness; it is walled
around or hedged in. If only we could see the wall of separation between the
church and the world made broader and stronger. It is sad to hear Christians
saying, "Well, there is no harm in this; there is no harm in that,"
and by this approach getting as near to the world as possible. Grace is at a
low ebb in the soul that is always inquiring about how far it may go in worldly
conformity.
A garden is a place of beauty; it far surpasses the
wild uncultivated lands. The genuine Christian must seek to be more excellent
in his life than the best moralist, because Christ's garden ought to produce
the best flowers in all the world. Even the best is poor compared with what
Christ deserves; let us not disappoint Him with withering and feeble plants.
The rarest, richest, choicest lilies and roses ought to bloom in the place that
Jesus calls His own.
The garden is a place of growth. The believer must not
remain undeveloped, just mere buds and blossoms. We should grow in grace and in
the knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Growth should be rapid where
Jesus is the gardener and the Holy Spirit the dew from heaven.
A garden is a place of retirement. So the Lord Jesus
Christ would have us reserve our souls as a place in which He can show Himself,
in a way that He does not to the world. As Christians we should be far keener
to keep our hearts closely shut up for Christ! We often worry and trouble
ourselves, like Martha, with much serving, and like her we do not have the room
for Christ that Mary had, and we do not sit at His feet as we ought. May the
Lord grant the sweet showers of His grace to water His garden today.
Thought for today:
How do I tend to my faith?
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