We went on a one-day couples retreat and it was an oasis in our daily grind. We heard a bit about Zaccheaus and then from Song of Songs 2, 10-17:
My lover speaks; he says to me,
"Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one,
and come!
"For see, the winter is past,
the rains are over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of pruning the vines has come,
and the song of the dove is heard in our land.
The fig tree puts forth its figs,
and the vines, in bloom, give forth fragrance.
Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one,
and come!
"O my dove in the clefts of the rock,
in the secret recesses of the cliff,
Let me see you,
let me hear your voice,
For your voice is sweet,
and you are lovely."
Catch us the foxes, the little foxes
that damage the vineyards; for our vineyards are in bloom!
My lover belongs to me and I to him;
he browses among the lilies.
Until the day breathes cool and the shadows lengthen,
roam, my lover,
Like a gazelle or a young stag
upon the mountains of Bether.
