This story opens with the farmer / prophet Hosea walking down the street one day and seeing her out in front of that house. You know the house, the one that faithful men take a wide berth of as they walk past, and the one that unfaithful men seek out in the dark of night. Even from this distance, Hosea notices coarseness and hardness in her face. She was dressed in overly bright clothes and wore far too many bracelets, probably tokens of cheap love. It is probably her retirement savings. She waved, winked, and then motioned with her slender finger for him to approach. Just as Hosea was about to turn his head in disgust, the Lord said, “She’s the one.” I can picture Hosea stopping in his tracks, closing his eyes and saying a quick prayer, “Lord, anyone else but her, anyone.” “But she’s the one,” is the gentle reply from the Lord.
Hosea approaches and asks her for her name. “Gomer, daughter of Dibliam,” she says. He ignores all her well-used phrases of sweet talk and asks her about herself. She goes quiet and realizes that this one is not going to fall for the usual flattery. The conversation runs its awkward course and he asks, “May I see you again?” “Sure,” she replies, “and bring your purse tomorrow night.” He walks around a huge sycamore tree and throws up. This woman is the opposite of a holy and chaste wife of a prophet. Hosea remembers the Lord’s words to him, "Go, take to yourself an adulterous wife and children of unfaithfulness... (Ho 1:2 NIV)." Even then as he leaned against that sycamore tree, the Lord began to give Hosea a special heart of mercy and love for this lost woman.
Hosea returns each night for a long time for conversation, and he quietly leaves when she finds a paying customer. Though Hosea cannot fully understand it, there is a growing friendship. One day he asks her to accompany him on a picnic. They agree on a rather low price for the afternoon. She gets up early that day. While walking, his own thoughts frighten him for he cannot help but meditate on the words of King Solomon. “You are so beautiful, my beloved (raya), so perfect in every part (SS 4:7 NLT).” Yet his heart tugs because he has discovered raya love, the love of a beloved, a companion, a friend.” He finds it amazing that he can ignore her history and character because she is his raya. The lord speaks to his heart, “This love you now have comes from me.” As they watch the sheep graze, he hears his heart speaks unguarded and out loud, “Gomer, would you marry me, and come under my protection? I am a poor farmer / prophet, and can offer nothing other than I will be a companion and friend.” She drops her flask of wine spilling it all over the cloth they had spread. Whether it was fear of being alone, or because it was a conquest more than money, even she could not discern why she said, “I will.”
There was no premarital counseling, candles, and no white runner; in fact they felt it best to keep the wedding as simple, small and quiet as possible. When the legalities were complete, Gomer and her illegitimate children came under the roof of the prophet and they began to make a life together. In time, Hosea discovered the physical pleasures of married life. He recalled, Hebrew class and how all the boys snickered as they speculated about the mystery of what Solomon calls the dode type of love. "Kiss me again and again, for your love (dode) is sweeter than wine (SS 1:2 NLT).” Looking back with real knowledge, he now knows that this is a rather low-level, an animal-type of love. He laughed out loud as he thought about how anything with a pulse experiences this kind of love. After several months the children began arriving. As the Lord instructed him, he gave the children unusual names, names of significance for his role as Israel’s prophet.
Then it happened. One morning he notices her coming up the path wearing those clothes, why he did not even hear her slip out last night. “Where did she find those clothes,” he thinks, “I thought they had been thrown away.” Then he recalled the perfume he had been smelling in the house lately, “It wasn’t for me.” The argument was long, heated and loud. Yet, Hosea noticed a look in her eyes, those eyes that were constantly roaming and looking for something, completeness or contentedness perhaps. After that argument, there was no pretext of hiding her wanderings. Even the children got into the act of trying to keep mom at home but to no avail, her heart was elsewhere. One day, she did not return. Hosea’s heart ached. “She’s forgot all about me.” He wondered if in time, his heart would grow calloused just like his hands near the end of harvest.
Years later, it was a rainy day, no good to work the fields so Hosea decides to make the walk into town for some oil and to get the plow repaired. As he was passing by the great tree at the crossroad, he noticed a group of slaves getting ready for an auction. There she was, among the slaves ready for sale. She looks especially pitiful in the rain, those once bright clothes hanging on her thin body by mere threads. He thinks, “She was destroyed by a lack of knowledge, didn’t she know that she was she better off with me? Well, she has sown the wind and reaped a whirlwind.” He tugs on the ox’s rope and continues his journey towards the blacksmith, when the Lord speaks loud and clear. "Go, show your love to your wife again, though she is loved by another and is an adulteress. Love her as the LORD loves the Israelites... (Ho 3:1 NIV)." He is stunned and stops in his track, he looks again at her and their eyes meet. Salty tears begin to mix with the rain on his face. It’s her turn to be auctioned; the opening price is less than the oil Hosea just bought. Jabbok the tanner ups the opening price to 10 shekels. Hosea grunts, “He’s such a violent man” and hears his own voice say, “15 shekels and some grain.” The auctioneer smiles and immediately agrees to the price, Jabbok laughs and yells to Hosea, “That’s too much, but there’s still plenty here for me, younger ones.” Though no one can see because her face it to the ground, a flicker of hope comes from deep within causing a tremble to go through her body, and a single tear forms.
Hosea exchanges the money, and thinks “the blacksmith will have to wait yet another season.” He promises to return shortly with the barley. He is handed a rope to lead her away. Gomer never raises her head but follows obediently. When they reach the cart, he unties her and says, “I’ve led you now with cords of kindness, with ties of love, but what I really want is for you to return with your heart not these ropes.” He helps her into cart and notices the lack of sandals and the ankles that have been bloodied by manacles. As he walks beside the great ox, the rain stops and he notices small wadis next to the path. The lord reminds Hosea of what Solomon wrote, “Many waters cannot quench love (ahava), nor can rivers drown it. If a man tried to buy love with all his wealth, his offer would be utterly scorned… (SS 8:7 NLT).” He recalled clearly written on the tablet of his mind, his teacher’s lesson on ahava: “It is a love deeper than romantic feelings or friendship, it is a love of the will, it is a decision to join your life to another, and it is a commitment.”
Just as they began their decent into Achor Valley, the sun breaks through the last of the clouds, and the Lord whispers, “I have been patient and kind with you Hosea, now you make this valley of trouble, a door of hope for her.” He stops the cart and walks over to her. With his hand he lifts her chin wipes the hair away from her eyes so that he can see her face. She avoids his stare. “Today I am your master,” he begins. “I have bought you, but I cannot buy your love.” "You are to live with me many days; you must not be a prostitute or be intimate with any man, and I will live with you (Ho 3:3 NIV)." “Someday, I desire to hear you call me “husband” and not “master.” When you are ready, please know that “I will make you my wife forever, showing you righteousness and justice, unfailing love and compassion. 20 I will be faithful to you… (Ho 2:19, 20 NLT).”
A lifetime later it seems, I can picture a very old Gomer, standing in her house surrounded by her children and grandchildren looking at the wrapped up body of Hosea. There are tears in her eyes and she says to the whole group and to herself, “He taught me how to love, and he saved me.” Gomer’s name means “complete.”