Gomer. She was always good company – a little heavy with the lipstick maybe, a little less than choosy about men and booze, a little loud, but great on a party and always good for a laugh. Then the prophet Hosea came along wearing a sandwich board that read “The End is at Hand” on one side and “Watch Out” on the other.
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A prayer with the prophets
The empire says we matter if we buy, take, earn, and prove.
But you say we matter. So we can share, give, receive, and be real.
Help us listen to you, O God. Help us to live in you.
The empire calls us to compete, quarrel, tear down, and oppose.
But you call us. So we can release, forgive, mend, and welcome.
Help us follow you, O God. Help us to live in you.
The empire claims that wealth, power and strength make some of us gods.
But you claim us. So you let emptiness, weakness, and vulnerability make God one of us.
Help us to recognize you, O God. Help us to live in you.
The empire loves to feed fears.
But you love us. So what have we to fear?
Help us to trust in you, O God. Help us to live in you.
(Kara Root, 2012)