When it hit me afresh again, Israel seemed to always struggle in her LOVE AFFAIR. She is often rebuked for whoring after other gods, peoples, lands, cities, nations, gold, commerce, business, women, etc...
So, I started writing and this is what I penned... (yes, this is a rare look through the portal of transparency into the dirty side of creativity's first draft)
The results of an affair: you have intercourse without intimacy; gratification without love; infatuation without fruition; excitement without responsibility; discovery without respect, and intrigue without fulfillment. You spend the currency of your trust, nevermore to be regained; for once it is lost it cannot be reclaimed. Questions will haunt you as you walk the fare to your future; and where love tries to abide, there fear will share to hide!
For fear reigns in the burgeoning stronghold of unbelief’s delight; that place where hope has fallen and died. You see, you can riddle away your excuse-laden life, attempting to hide sin’s snare, the pride of life. But oh’ wounded man, whose lust has lanced a once chaste soul; all that awaits now is empty pain and eternity’s toll.
But brother, now come and bend your knee with furrowed brow; we have a Savior with a Servant towel! Cry unto Him, the glorious One whose power it is to reclaim and recall all sullied and sordid pasts, for He is Lord of all. Yes, only He can dip to wash you white with His own Crimson tide, forgiving all wrong, in word or deed, done in your life! He does it all just to make you a new creature with His own brilliant life!
So you see, Pentecost has come so feast away; new harvest is here, tell everyone you see.
For we are not what we were, people whoring after other gods; No, now we are simple worshippers of One; we are Sons of God.
