“Plead with your mother, plead–
for she is not my wife,
and I am not her husband–
that she put away her whoring from her face,
and her adultery from between her breasts;
lest I strip her naked
and make her as in the day she was born,
and make her like a wilderness,
and make her like a parched land,
and kill her with thirst.
Upon her children also I will have no mercy,
because they are children of whoredom.
For their mother has played the whore;
she who conceived them has acted shamefully.
For she said, ‘I will go after my lovers,
who give me my bread and my water,
my wool and my flax, my oil and my drink.’
Therefore I will hedge up her way with thorns,
and I will build a wall against her,
so that she cannot find her paths.
She shall pursue her lovers
but not overtake them,
and she shall seek them
but shall not find them.
Then she shall say,
‘I will go and return to my first husband,
for it was better for me then than now.’
And she did not know
that it was I who gave her
the grain, the wine, and the oil,
and who lavished on her silver and gold,
which they used for Baal.”
Hosea 2:2-8
You make mankind like the fish of the sea,
like crawling things that have no ruler.
He brings all of them up with a hook;
he drags them out with his net;
he gathers them in his dragnet;
so he rejoices and is glad.
Therefore he sacrifices to his net
and makes offerings to his dragnet;
for by them he lives in luxury,
and his food is rich.
Habukuk 1:14-16
I think these are amazing words that speak to the nature of mankind. God created us and we leave him for the things he has created, or things that we think we’ve created. I feel like I’ve done this sort of thing a lot lately. I have little trouble trusting God with the big things in my life, I feel like things overall will work out because he is there and even if they don’t work out and I die horribly – the next thing will be heaven, which will be awesome. Part of my being easily angered of late is that I get really angry when things don’t go my way. I have a plan of how things are going to work which I think is good and then they don’t work like that. Like when I went out to dinner with some folks while hubby was away and I was expecting him to get home late. Then he got home early (while I was still out) and my whole world spun out of whack. It didn’t matter, I just had an idea of how nicely things were going to fit together and they didn’t. I can’t control the little things – gotta trust them to God too. Gotta look to him for provision and praise him for the things he does because they are good.
