billow in the wind
like sails of ships
blanc de fard
blanc de chine
Hands that hurt me
I would take you in my own
If I could
And I would lead you, lead you home
I really would.
And I would rub away the headaches
And I would soothe the throbbing fear
And I would suck that selfish poison
From your blood
and spit it on the ground
And help you, help you leave it there.
And I would drag you to tomorrow
And I would beg you – feed your soul!
And with these fingers piece by piece
I’d piece you – till you were healed and whole.
Oh, dear and undone hands that nearly broke me
I would have helped till I did break.
But happiness, heaven, wholeness, and healing –
That is your choice to make.
2 When the Lord first spoke through Hosea, the Lord said to Hosea, “Go, take to yourself a wife of whoredom and have children of whoredom, for the land commits great whoredom by forsaking the Lord.” 3 So he went and took Gomer, the daughter of Diblaim, and she conceived and bore him a son. – Hosea 1:2-3
How could you do that? How could you marry someone knowing that they were going to forget you, commit adultery, break your heart? This is always the question that comes to me when I read this verse. I think it’s the question we’re supposed to ask because, when we keep in mind that Hosea represents the Lord throughout this book, it leads us to the next, greater question: How could the Lord create, make a covenant with, die for us when He knew that every day we would forget Him, commit adultery, break His heart?
Every time we break the covenant (I.e. Disrespect our parents, lose our patience, or anything else that is against God’s law.) we are committing spiritual harlotry. When we forget Him – neglect to come to Him in prayer, neglect to meditate on His word day and night, neglect to cry out to Him in our hurt – we commit spiritual harlotry.
What is the way back into His arms? “Return to the Lord.” He hasn’t gone any where. Just go back to Him. Pray this prayer (paraphrase of the prayer in Hosea 14:2-3):
Take away all our sin,
And receive us graciously
That we may offer the fruit of our lips
Nothing we’ve been running to for help,
can save us.
We’re done trying to do this ourselves.
We’re not going to chase after those things.
We’re done serving and sacrificing to anyone and anything but You.
For in You the lonely finds compassion, mercy, and deep tender love.
What does He say in response? That’s the best part:)
“I will heal their apostasy;
I will love them freely,
for my anger has turned from them.
I will be like the dew to Israel;
he shall blossom like the lily;
he shall take root like the trees of Lebanon;
his shoots shall spread out;
his beauty shall be like the olive,
and his fragrance like Lebanon.
They shall return and dwell beneath my shadow;
they shall flourish like the grain;
they shall blossom like the vine;
their fame shall be like the wine of Lebanon.
O Ephraim, what have I to do with idols?
It is I who answer and look after you.
I am like an evergreen cypress;
from me comes your fruit.”
– Hosea 14:4-8
We’re looking back. To yesterday. To last year. Because maybe if we can understand the past, we can understand the present. I heard a story today – of negatives found in a barn in France of people long past. Those who found them are shouting out to the world: Does anyone know why this man had a photo taken of the tattoo of the monarchy on his back? Why was another man holding a rag doll?
Simply, does anyone have the answers?
Because maybe if we can understand the simple, perhaps trivial, why’s of those who have past, we can realize with them the why’s of ourselves.