September 2, 2025 - Song of Solomon 5:1 - "Communion with Christ"

Song of Solomon 5:1

 "I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved."

In this Scripture, the Spirit of God paints a beautiful, sacred picture where Christ, the heavenly Bridegroom, gathers with delight in the garden that is His church. He declares, “I am come into my garden,” for the redeemed people are His own planting, watered by His Spirit and enclosed by His grace. All the sweet fragrances—myrrh with its soothing bitterness, wine with its gladdening strength, milk with its nourishing fullness, and honey with its satisfying sweetness—find their substance in Him. He is Himself the Treasure and the Feast of His people, and His Presence is both the Life of the garden and the Joy of the banquet. This verse beckons us to behold how Christ delights in His church, and how His people, in turn, are called to partake of Him in all His rich sufficiency.

Christ Himself is typified as entering into His garden—His church, His people, His possession. The garden is not the world in general, nor a common gathering, but those whom the Father has given to the Son in His eternal purpose of salvation (John 17:2). Christ comes with delight to fellowship with His own. Notice how He speaks: “I am come into my garden.” The church belongs to Him. We are His, not by our choosing, but because He purchased us with His blood. And He does not come reluctantly—He comes gladly, as the Bridegroom Who loves His bride.

He says, “I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.” In the days of feasts, ointments and perfumes were prepared for guests. So it is with Christ: He anoints His people with the fragrance of His Person and work, making them accepted before Him. We have no sweetness of our own, no perfume to offer, except what He gives. All our graces are His gift, and yet He delights in as His own. His blood shed unto death is the sweet savor (2 Corinthians 2:15,16).

Then he adds, “I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey.” Christ is Himself the Bread of Life. His work and His Person are sweet beyond compare. As the psalmist says, “O taste and see that the LORD is good” (Psalm 34:8). In Him we find food for our souls, sweeter than honey and the honeycomb.

Again, “I have drunk my wine with my milk.” Wine and milk in Scripture represent joy and nourishment, the richness of the Gospel. Wine reminds us of His blood shed unto death. Milk points to His purity and the sustaining power of His righteousness. Together, they show us Christ as our Life—our Meat and Drink, our Sustenance and Satisfaction (John 6:55-56). He is the true Feast.

And then the Gospel call to His friends, “Eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.” Here Christ speaks to His bride, those He calls friends. He bids us come and partake, not sparingly, but abundantly. The fellowship He offers is not a dry ritual, but a love feast, overflowing with joy in His presence. This is the heart of Christian fellowship—not merely a common meal, not just conversation, but communion with Christ Himself. He calls us to eat and drink of Him, to believe on Him, to rest in Him alone. As Isaiah 55 says: “Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price.” It is all freely given, for it is all of Him.

The Gospel is Christ Himself. To eat of Him and to drink of Him is to believe on Him and none other. He is the Feast. He is the Table. He is the Wine and the Milk, the Honeycomb and the Bread. And His Gospel call stands even now: “Eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.” So let us come with joy. Let us not seek another garden, nor another table, but delight in the fellowship of the One Who loved us, Who calls us friends, and Who laid down His life for us.