OK, bear with me here. 
I was at the gym and I had The Waiting loaded up on my MP3 player. And I'm running on the treadmill and getting into my groove, and listening to one of my favorite songs, Hands in the Air. And I've always really really liked this song, and it's always elicited a very emotional response from me. And as I'm listening, I realize the words are sort of... erotic. I mean, not to give away my own kinks
, but
It's all about struggling, but not really wanting to get away.
And I realized that this isn't something exclusive just to this song or this group. There's a lot of language like this that I've noticed in Christianity, about being in bondage, struggling against someone who wants to hold us close, and we want to be held but we still want to put up a fight, stuff like that.
And I'm thinking that maybe we humans are much more prudish than God is. I mean, hello? Song of Solomon?
So, I thought I'd lay it out there and see if anyone else ever thought about this, or if I'm just twisted and warped.

I was at the gym and I had The Waiting loaded up on my MP3 player. And I'm running on the treadmill and getting into my groove, and listening to one of my favorite songs, Hands in the Air. And I've always really really liked this song, and it's always elicited a very emotional response from me. And as I'm listening, I realize the words are sort of... erotic. I mean, not to give away my own kinks

, butQuote:
| If I raise my hands will you grab me by the wrists And will you try to pull me from the fray? And even if my fingers join together into fists Will you hold me firmly anyway? |
And I realized that this isn't something exclusive just to this song or this group. There's a lot of language like this that I've noticed in Christianity, about being in bondage, struggling against someone who wants to hold us close, and we want to be held but we still want to put up a fight, stuff like that.
And I'm thinking that maybe we humans are much more prudish than God is. I mean, hello? Song of Solomon?
So, I thought I'd lay it out there and see if anyone else ever thought about this, or if I'm just twisted and warped.









I have heard the Song of Solomon so aestheticized that it's nearly unrecognizeable. Me, I thought it was great to read with dh on our honeymoon. 


Or maybe God has less hangups than I do. I don't know.