There is a cup of love that suffers, I call it ‘The Longing’, I’ve written about it occasionally over the years, but I feel He is increasing this message now. As we read here in Song of Solomon, cleansing and purity alone does not satisfy our Bridegroom King, even those who have yielded to righteousness He still desires more; He is looking for those who long for more of Him, pierced by the woundings of suffering love. If your heart had been touched and awakened by the love of your life, you’d pursue finding them, you would look for and long to be reconnected to them. If you were engaged (which we all are by the way) you would be lovesick for your mate if their presence departed from you for long. This is our Jesus, our bethrothed, and His desire is for you. In the Old Testament, Priests who had access to the Holy of Holies (His presence) were given a commandment by God through Moses to never let the fire go out on the alter, they in essence were in charge of stewarding the Presence of God. We are in the new covenant now, and are called priests and we have the Holy of Holies in our hearts – divine access to His presence and heart through Jesus. In the same way, the principle hasn’t changed, we must never let the fire stop burning on the alter of our hearts.

“The fire on the altar shall be kept burning; it shall not [be allowed to] go out. The priest shall burn wood on it every morning, and he shall arrange the burnt offering on it and offer the fat portions of the peace offerings up in smoke on it. The fire shall be burning continually on the altar; it shall not [be allowed to] go out.” ‭‭Leviticus‬ ‭6:12-13‬ ‭AMP‬‬

I pray the Lord would mark you this day, and your heart would long for more of Him! May He captivate your being as you offer all of you for all of Him! ❤️‍🔥

The Bride-groom King
Arise, my love.
Open your heart, my darling, deeper still to me.
Will you receive me this dark night?
There is no one else but you, my friend, my equal.
I need you this night to arise and come be with me.
You are my pure, loyal dove, a perfect partner for me.
My flawless one, will you arise?
For my heaviness and tears are more than I can bear.
I have spent myself for you throughout the dark night.
The Sleeping Bride
I have already laid aside my own garments for you.
How could I take them up again
since I’ve yielded my righteousness to yours?
You have cleansed my life and taken me so far.
Isn’t that enough?
My beloved reached into me to unlock my heart.
The core of my very being trembled at his touch.
How my soul melted when he spoke to me!
My spirit arose to open for more of his touch.
As I surrendered to him, I began to sense his fragrance—
the fragrance of his suffering love!
It was the sense of myrrh flowing all through me!
I opened my soul to my beloved, but suddenly he was gone!
And my heart was torn out in longing for him.
I sought his presence, his fragrance,
but could not find him anywhere.
I called out for him, yet he did not answer me.
I will arise and search for him until I find him.
As I walked throughout the city in search of him,
the overseers stopped me as they made their rounds.
They beat me and bruised me until I could take no more.
They wounded me deeply
and removed their covering from me.
Nevertheless, make me this promise, you brides-to-be:
if you find my beloved one,
please tell him I endured all travails for him.
I’ve been pierced through by love,
and I will not be turned aside!
Song of Solomon 5: 1-8