I have been working away this afternoon on the last of three long essays on sex, love, and marriage in scripture (the first two are here and here). In fact, I found myself buried in Hosea and Ezekiel and realizing that the essay was careening out of control. Which my essays are sometimes likely to do.
In part, it is because I stuff this digression in the middle of it. So, I thought I’d pull it out and let it sit on its own. The piece on marriage — what kind of marriage God and Israel really have — is still coming. Continue reading