gomer and me

Defiant, focused only on self-gratification, Israel had strayed yet again from God. The Israelites continued to fall deeper and deeper into the pit of self-destruction. Israel had forgotten her first love, I will punish her for the days she burned incense to the Baals; she decked herself with rings and jewelry, and went after her lovers, but me she forgot,” declares the Lord.

So God turned to Hosea and the Lord said to him, “Go, marry a promiscuous woman and have children with her, for like an adulterous wife this land is guilty of unfaithfulness to the Lord So he married Gomer daughter of Diblaim, and she conceived and bore him a son.” (Hosea 1:2-3). 

Hosea’s wife was unfaithful again and again. Seeking other men, living with them instead of her husband. At one point, God told Hosea to go and purchase his wife back from one man (see Hosea 3:1-4). Just as God would purchase back His lost and wayward children through the death and resurrection of Jesus.

Gomer and I are a lot alike. My heart is promiscuous, seeking other gods, other things to occupy my time and energy. I wander from the very God I know I love, the very God who loves me more than I deserve. Who seeks for me and woos me back to Him (Hosea 2:14-23). I may know what I “supposed” to do as His child, but somehow, my time is eaten away by the termites of life. Eventually, I am standing on a weak shell of my life, not the abundant life (John 10:10) God offered to me.

I can pursue so many things that look good, maybe feel good, but are not the best for me. Just as Robert Robinson, writer of Come Thou Fount said, Prone to wander, Lord I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love, Here’s my heart. O take and seal it; Seal it for thy courts above. This is my prayer, that God would seal my heart for Him and Him only, no matter what.

What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? (Mark 8:36)



About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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