Pray this Lazaroo with unrestrained allegiance:

“I slept but my heart was awake. Listen! My beloved is knocking: ‘Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.’ I have taken off my robe—must I put it on again? I have washed my feet—must I soil them again?”
(Song of Songs 5:2-3)

Yes, Jesus

She must.

That’s the price of love.

It’s no longer what I want.
It’s what they want.

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Proverbs 10:12; Romans 12:10; Romans 14:13-18; 1 Corinthians 7:3-4; 1 Corinthians 11:24; 2 Corinthians 8:16; 2 Corinthians 12:15; 1 Peter 4:8