"Many waters cannot quench love, nor can rivers drown it. If a man tried to buy love with all his wealth, his offer would be utterly scorned." Song of Solomon
I live in Chicago’s North Shore. A place that has a reputation of being one of the wealthiest places in the nation. Now before you start thinking I enjoy many an afternoon sipping tea and eating crumpets, I live in a one-bedroom apartment and frequently enjoy cereal for dinner. The main reason I live here is because I can walk to work making me the object of envy to the majority of Chicago commuters. Nonetheless, I am a resident of this charming village and thus surrounded by people who wear shoes worth more than my car. Recently I have gotten a bit more familiar with the Bible due to my fast-approaching nuptials, which have me delving into the scripture, searching for the perfect readings for the purportedly most important day of my life. No pressure there. When I opened to the book Song of Songs, also known as Song of Solomon, I was presented with prose to which I was strangely attracted. Many waters cannot quench love. Ok, love that. Nor river drown it. So true. If a man tried to buy love with all his wealth, his offer would be utterly scorned. Wait, what? If this passage is all about love, what does scornfulness have to do with anything? Then it hit me; the people I interact with on a day-to-day basis in this privileged town have everything. But no amount of clothes, cars or houses can make someone happy. In fact, these particular people seem more stressed and upset than anyone I have ever seen. And if someone offered to give me everything they possessed in exchange for the priceless moments I've shared with my fiancé, I’d scoff at them too.
Recommendation: Song of Solomon 8:7. May we all be blessed with prosperity, but if that be our only lot, let love soon follow.
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