Day #49
O that his left hand were under my head, and that his right hand embraced me!
Song of Solomon 8:3
Father, embodied as we are in the fragility of flesh, it is our bodies of muscle and bone which sometimes crave, not just ‘somebody to love’, but some other actual body – ‘bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh’ – to make that love feel real. May marriages be nurtured by a loving touch – the encircling of a waist, the holding of a hand, the massaging of a weary shoulder, a stolen kiss, a welcoming embrace.
Amen.