"My beloved spoke and said unto me, rise up my love, my fair one, and come away." (Song of Solomon 2:10)
She looks totally consumed, commented a friend, as she looked at this new piece. As soon as I heard that word, consumed, I knew that was the word the Lord wanted me to use as a name for this piece.
As I searched the scripture, being consumed seemed a bad thing, a scary thing. But I found, in Hebrew, 'consumed' also meant to finish, complete, perfect.' I turned this over and over in my mind. What was the Lord telling me? As I walked in the rain one morning, He whispered in my heart, "We have a marriage in name only. It has not been consummated." I was stricken as I felt the piercing of the two edged sword, slicing quickly through to the heart of me. And I knew for all my passionate declarations of love and faith in Jesus, for all my genuine love for Him, I had not been consumed, not entirely, only bits of me, large bits to be sure, but still, only part. So as I struggle with my own fears of intimacy with the living God, I will tell you this for sure, the Lord is calling you and me, His bride, to be consumed.