The first thing I was struck with when reading this passage was how I am (and we are, as the church) the adulterous wife. I pursue other lovers to find security, to find "happiness" (may I remind us that, as Switchfoot says, "Happy" is a yuppie word), to distract myself, etc. I hold onto my money and possessions and say to God, "Look at what the world has given me! Ha! I'll show you!" and then realize how stupid and scary it is to say that. God is a jealous God. I am a tantrum-throwing-lazy-whiney-spoiled-cheating-whore.
Yet I am loved.
When I rest in GOD's love for me, when I trust HIM, I am fulfilled, I am at peace, I have everything I need.
This passage also brought to mind a Derek Webb song:
Wedding Dress
If you could love me as a wife
And for my wedding gift, your life
Should that be all i’ll ever need
Or is there more i’m looking for
And should i read between the lines
And look for blessings in disguise
To make me handsome, rich, and wise
Is that really what you want
(chorus)
I am a whore i do confess
But i put you on just like a wedding dress and I
Run down the aisle
I’m a prodigal with no way home
But i put you on just like a ring of gold and I
Run down the aisle to you
So could you love this bastard child
Though I don’t trust you to provide
With one hand in a pot of gold
And with the other in your side
I am so easily satisfied
By the call of lovers less wild
That I would take a little cash over your very flesh and blood
Because money cannot buy
A husband’s jealous eye
When you have knowingly deceived his wife
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