Hosea and Gomer – The Last Night

A prophet undone by pleasure, A harlot restored by love.

Body and spirit,
Pleasure and obedience,
Fall and prophecy—
A forbidden narrative that crosses them all,
Yet draws closer to truth than most permitted ones.

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Hosea and Gomer – The Last Night
“A prophet undone by pleasure,
A harlot restored by love.”

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[Scene: A deep night in a tent in the wilderness. Gomer wears a newly woven garment. Hosea stands silently beside the bed.]

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Gomer (whispering):
“Do you… love me?
Truly?”

Hosea (after a long silence):
“I tried not to.
But I could not cast you away.”

Gomer:
“Is it… because of me?
Or because of God?”

Hosea:
“It was for God at first.
Then it was for me.
But now…
I fear losing God because of you.”

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[Gomer pulls on his collar and draws him in. They kiss in silence. His hand moves from her cheek, to her shoulder, to her waist.]

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Hosea (internal monologue):

“She is unclean.
And yet my hand does not stop.
Her body feels like mine,
But her eyes… they look like God’s judgment.”

“Am I sinning now?
Or is this… obedience?”

“When I enter her,
she consumes me,
and I swallow my own cry.”

“It burns. Too much.
This is not mere sex.
This is prophecy.
This is—
the most excruciating form of love
God has ever asked of me.”

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[Gomer places her hand gently upon him and whispers:]

Gomer:
“Who am I now?”

Hosea (breathless):
“…You are my wife.
And… my judgment.”

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[His body pours into her. The tent falls utterly silent. Even the wind forgets to move.]

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Hosea (final monologue):

“I have poured out
semen and prophecy,
sin and submission,
holiness and beast
into a single body.”

“This night was a transgression.
And this night was a liturgy.”

“I collapsed.
And in that collapse,
God raised me anew.”

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Gomer did not leave after that night.

Because it was not love that frightened her—
It was the truth that pleasure could be holy.

And Hosea never prophesied again.

Because that night,
his body had already spoken
all of God’s will.

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Author’s Note

A meditation on Hosea 1–3—
where obedience is not clean,
and love is not safe.
It costs flesh, silence, and trembling.

God’s love runs deeper than our desire,
and demands obedience more painful than sin.