Why Women Wander

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From the time we’re young, society feeds us a steady diet of lies—find the right man and you’ll be satisfied, attain the right figure and you’ll be beautiful, wear the right clothes and you’ll be accepted.  So we try it, only to discover there’s still this quiet ache.

Like a boat without an anchor, our hearts drift restlessly on a constant quest for fulfillment.  And boy does the world have a lot of suggestions for where we might find fulfillment.  I’m not much of a magazine reader, but I recently picked up a magazine promising to divulge how Jennifer Hudson “lives it up at Christmas without putting on a pound.”  Inadvertently, I stumbled upon an article entitled “12 Things We Learned about Love in 2012.”  The list was nothing short of devastating, boosting the pornographic novel Fifty Shades of Grey and the male-strip-club movie Magic Mike.  Really?  These are the things we learned about love?  But the sad reality is yes, these are the tutors shaping the hearts and minds of countless women.

And it’s all counterfeit.  We desire intimacy, and we’re offered lust.  We long for significance, and we’re handed a J Crew catalogue.  We want a Hero, and the world suggests 007.  Speaking of heroes, the other night I watched The Bourne Legacy with my husband.  One particular scene had me especially hooked.  In it the female doctor is running from the police.  She escapes into a narrow alley, only to find a police officer on either side.  Meanwhile, her partner, the medically enhanced super-duper spy is also running from police on the rooftops.  Just as you think it’s all over for the doctor, her partner leaps from a roof, flies down this tight alley, and saves her.  Ridiculous, sure, but I loved it!  I always love that image of the mighty hero rescuing the girl.  I think a lot of women do.  You know why I think it appeals to us?  Because it’s a dim reflection of a true story.

The next morning, after watching the movie, we were singing at church when a particular line from the song struck me: “The King of Glory rescued me.”  Unbidden, the image from the movie flashed through my mind.  With it came the joyous thought—there really is a Hero!  The world may offer an array of counterfeits, but there is a real thing in existence.  There is a Hero who longs to be deeply intimate with you, who has the power to bestow true significance, and who makes the Hulk look like a girl scout.  He is the ultimate leader, stronger than any super-spy, and fiercer than any warrior.

Listen to the heroic imagery of Psalm 18, as David cries out to God for help.  With fire from His mouth and anger that makes the mountains tremble, God flies swiftly on the wings of the wind, His voice thundering like hailstones.  He battles with arrows and lightning, until the channels of the sea are seen and the foundations of the world laid bare at His rebuke.  And then David declares, “He sent from on high, He took me; He drew me out of many waters.  He rescued me from my strong enemy…for they were too mighty for me.”  Talk about a rescue!  Talk about a Hero.

Why do women wander?  Because our souls were made for this Hero, and nothing less can satisfy.  As a Christian, do I still feel the temptation to wander aimlessly?  Absolutely.  It’s why I’m writing.  But I take heart because I also know the truth.  That restless stirring in my heart is not the need for a new pair of skinny jeans, or a few more dates with my husband.  It is my soul’s soft reminder that I was made for Christ.  It is my Savior’s invitation to come and be satisfied.

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7 thoughts on “Why Women Wander

  1. Katie Cole (@katieacole)

    This is a good reminder for me as a single that even when you are married- your husband cannot satisfy every part of your heart. Only God can fill that every longing and only He can satisfy. Too often single women believe the lie that once we are married, all the longings of our hearts will be met and we’ll “finally” be happy and secure. Jesus is the true hero sweeping in to save me, not that elusive husband I dream about. Thanks for the reminder.

    P.S. Didn’t you love seeing Manila in The Bourne Legacy!? So great!

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    1. jeanneharrison Post author

      Yes!! It’s so true–I had those same thoughts as a single! Thanks for the beautifully expressed insight. And YES–I LOVED seeing Manila!! I was bouncing off my seats when I learned the viruses were being held there :) I kept telling Clint–look! That’s a Jeepney. Look–those are tricycles! That’s tagalog! …I’m sure it wasn’t annoying or anything…

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  2. Sherri

    This is excellent and I was considering sharing it on facebook with a friend when I noticed the ad at the bottom. It’s for GUESS jeans and the still shot is a sensual, sweaty woman on top of a sweaty man in the desert. Isn’t that just like the devil? Might you rethink the ads on your blog? Just a humble request as I really enjoy reading, and it’s pertinent material that begs to e shared.

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    1. jeanneharrison Post author

      Sherri, another reader told me about this same ad, and I am so sorry for it! I hate it. Unfortunately, I have no control over ads because I do not pay nor earn money from my blog. I have a free WordPress account, so WordPress has total control over ads. However, I am in the process (unfortunately it seems like a slow process) of moving to a self-hosted site so that I can control advertising. Thanks for bringing this up, and again, so sorry for the awful ad.

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