He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
A banner is a public thing — raised high, meant to be seen from a distance, announcing something to everyone watching. So when this verse says his banner over me was love, it's not describing a private, quiet feeling. It's describing something declared openly, unmistakable, flown over a person the way an army flies its colors.
This is love poetry, not doctrine, and it's worth reading it as such — unguarded, physical, delighted. There's no hedging in it, no qualifiers about whether the love is deserved. Just someone being led somewhere good and having love declared over them like a flag nobody could miss.
Most of us are used to love that has to stay quiet, or love that comes with conditions attached in fine print. This image is neither. It's love raised high enough that everyone, including the person underneath it, has to notice.
If love has always felt like something quiet or conditional to you, this image of a banner raised in the open might be worth sitting with.
A short video on this is coming soon — for now, read on.