"Then your fame went forth among the nations on account of your beauty. Ezek 16:14.
"You trusted in your beauty and played the harlot because of your fame, and you poured out your harlotries." Ezek 16:15.
But, you were not satisfied, you played the harlot. No, you multiplied the harlot. And what's worse is that it is no small thing. You were worse than those before you. No small at all.
"How languishing" is my own heart, your heart, while you do all these things, the actions of a bold-faced harlot.
You took bribes; gave gifts; traded strangers for husbands, slaughtered kids in your quest. How are we the same? Have I ever wanted something else more than God? Idolatry. Harlotry.
Neveretheless! I will remember My Covenant with you, says our God. Ezek 16:60. You will remember and be ashamed when I forgive you for everything you have done. Everything.
PRAYER FROM PSALMS
O God, You promised in Psalm 41:3 that you will strengthen my languishing soul. Languishing. Affrighted. Strengthen us way down deep on the inside where it really counts that we may walk by faith not by the delicate dilemmas in which we live.