It was a life of luxury, fine food, costly attire, and pretty panoramas. Happy she was, but not satisfied… not even close. Something was eating away at her, deep down inside, a hollow forlornness that shadowed everything in grey. Something big, something important was missing from her life, but what, what was it?
His Name was Joe
As years passed, the hollowness slowly evolved into an intense craving in the murky depths of the dark regions of her soul. Until, one day it happened. It was a placid September afternoon when a certain man entered into her life. Spying him by chance through the lattice in the parlor, which lay adjacent to her bedroom next to the conservatory, he was removing something from the trunk of her husband’s car in the front driveway, immediately her heart fluttered, and she was impelled to run downstairs and gaze upon him. He was a close business associate of her husband, an appealing man. There was something about his pearl-grey eyes; the heart of every woman over twelve years old would follow him, like radar, as soon as he entered a room. His name was Joe, which reminded her of the most exulted of the twelve patriarchs, the twelve sons of Jacob (Israel). ~ “Now Joseph was handsome in form and appearance” (Genesis 39.6).
Out of Nowhere
This was crazy. What was happening to her! This sudden urgency out of nowhere was altogether crushing her, consuming her, absorbing the very breath out of her lungs. She sensed her body’s impulse to hold him intimately, a man she still hadn’t been formally introduced to, yet. A foreign, metallic tang seemed to impregnate her tongue. It was like every molecule in her metabolism was screaming out, like her soul was being conjoined to his in a starless mass as she served drinks to the two of them in the reception hall. Where does desire like this come from? Who can understand the affections of the heart? It was more than beauty, more than physical attraction, more than something sexual. Her entire being yearned for him, Spirit, soul and body — just the thought of him would make her day, bring a smile to her face, and at times draw a faint tear to her eye. Strange it was somehow, though; at times she became so overwhelmed, so completely infatuated with him, it felt like she was being drawn into a different dimension, like another life was being superimposed upon hers.
Desperate hours were spent in meticulous selection of clothing, her shoes, which earrings, what colors highlighted best the pale greenish brown hue of her delicate cloistered eyes. Speaking to him day-to-day of mondain things, her visage made wild and passionate confession to him, while her lips remained mute. Yes, she loved her husband. She was no child any more. Like any woman, she had loved a number of men throughout her life, but this was something beyond love, beyond infatuation… her entire consciousness craved him ceaselessly day and night. It was out of control, almost like a spiritual thing, like he had unconsciously taken possession of her mortal essence. It was absolute. There was no turning back. She had to have him. ~ “And it came to pass after these things that his master’s wife cast longing eyes on Joseph, and she said, “Lie with me. But he refused” (Genesis 39.7-8).
What Love Is
Who would have dreamed that in the bat of an eye that feverish churning love could morph into a stone-cold hatred even fiercer than the ravishing passion it replaced? Headlong, she accused him of rape, and by the year’s end, Joseph was serving out a three-year sentence of incarceration. ~ “Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends” (1Corinthians 13.4-8, ESV).
The Pride of Life
What is it that drives us to such lengths, plunges us to such depths, and banishes the heart to such endless torment? Is it love? From where does this unquenchable passion come, from heaven or from hell? This was a man who’s hand she had never even touched yet, a man who hadn’t the faintest idea of what was going on inside of her. What had she done to him, why! ~ “According to the prince of the power of the air [Lucifer], the spirit who now works in the sons of disobedience… in the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh and of the mind, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life-is not of the Father. You are of your father the devil, and the desires of your father you want to do” (Ephesians 2.2,3; 1John 2.16; John 8.44).
From whence comes this madness, this insatiable burning thirst! Do humans really play out the depraved longings of bilious demons upon earth? Desire emerges from the spirit realm. Discern your desires, and you will accurately appraise your spiritual estate. ~ “I do not want you to have fellowship with demons” (1Corinthians 10.20). How does one control his desires? How does one not covet his neighbor’s wife? Can any man really do it? ― On his own, it cannot be done; however, by the inner working of the Spirit of God, yes indeed, it can and is done. ~ “I say then: Walk in the Spirit, and you shall not fulfill the lust of the flesh. For the flesh lusts against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh; and these are contrary to one another, so that you do not do the things that you wish” (Galatians 5.16,17). Which spirits will you entertain this evening?
Ex 20:17 The Last Commandment
“You shall not covet your neighbor’s wife. (Story based on Genesis chapter 39)
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