Ruhamah: She has received Mercy
“The name Ruhamah comes from the root-verb רחמ (raham), meaning to love deeply or to have mercy”
I am in love with this name. It comes from the root word raham; a term that no longer has one definition, but often varies from meaning soft and gentle to compassionate and affectionate. It often is used as a verb to describe to love deeply or have mercy, to describe a parent’s love for their child, and God’s love for His people.
One of the derivatives of this word is rahamani denoting compassionate women (Lamentations 4:10).
It is a Hebrew name, and is found in Hosea. If you’re not familiar with that book of the Bible, it’s about a prophet who God tells to marry an adulturous woman, Gomer, to show how the Israelis have been adulterous to God by serving idols. Gomer becomes pregnant with three children, and God chooses the names for them. The one that struck me was the daughter, Lo-ruhamah.
“Name her Lo-ruhamah, for I will no longer have compassion on the house of Israel, that I would ever forgive them. -Hosea 1:6
Names in those times were super important, and told everything about that person. So, can you imagine being named “No mercy?”.
In 2: 1 Hosea calls her “Ruhamah“, showing a change “not having mercy” to “she has obtained mercy”. This change shows Hosea considering this illegitimate child to be his, and also shows the mercy in store for Israel. But, I also think it shows the mercy in store for us, too.
Before I can go into why this term means so much to me, I’m going to ask for you to read about “The Camel Story”. You can find it on this blog: http://talkcamel.blogspot.com/2013/11/welcome-to-herd.html.
Basically, the Camel Story is an interpretation of the special purpose & name that the Lord gives to each of His followers. More often than not, God gifts us most with the one thing we couldn’t do without Him.
God has shown me more loving mercy than I could ever imagine.
I grew up in a really normal life. I had a great family, but I always distanced myself from them. I had friends, but no one close. I was in my own thoughts a lot. So often I entertained the idea of God, and I think the best way to describe Him was as “distant”, where as long as I went to church sometimes, and didn’t do too many bad things, He’d continue to bless me.
I thought I had this whole God thing down, until my sophomore year of high school. During that year, my world flipped over time and time again. In my mind, I really wasn’t doing anything to deserve this- I had just started attending Young Life and was getting pretty involved, and was a pretty good kid. God just wasn’t keeping His end of the “bargain”. I felt like my cries and screams weren’t going anywhere. I was so broken. No one knew the depth of my struggle, I wouldn’t allow it. So, I kept quoting bible verses on my Facebook, and kept going to churchy things, even though I knew in my heart that I wanted nothing to do with God.
Somehow I got talked into going to Young Life camp that summer. And, something in my heart changed that week.
I heard about how God sent His Son, Jesus, to die for my sins. Even though I had been able to recite John 3:16 since childhood, it was the first time I really heard this truth. A God who sends His Son to die for me couldn’t be a God who destined me for misery. He understands pain, because He’s had to experience the loss of a child, a far greater hurting than I’ve ever had to experience. As Christ, He took on all my sin and shame, and endured the pain I was supposed to endure. What kind of love is that?!
God didn’t want to torture me. He wasn’t skipping out on His end of a so-called bargain, but instead He was allowing my own sin and brokenness to bring me crawling to His feet. Only there would I be able to find the love and acceptance I’ve always been missing. I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and my God at that camp. And, He has met me with SO MUCH MERCY I CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO EXPLAIN IT TO YOU.
Mercy: compassion or forgiveness shown toward someone whom it is within one’s power to punish or harm.
God had every right to punish me. I was being drown by my own sin. My own failures. My own inability to save myself. Perfection does not mix with imperfection, and so he could not be in fellowship with me. But, Jesus came down as a man and took the punishment for my sin for me. That is MERCY. He took compassion on me and paved a way for a relationship between us to be fostered.
Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever -Psalms 23:6
Now back to why the Camel Story and Ruhamah are important: Because God has shown me so much Loving Mercy, He’s able to shine right through me and use me as a vessel that can carry proof of His loving mercy to others Jesus has totally changed my heart. I am not the same person that I was four years ago, and all the credit goes to Him!
I am riding on Ruhamah. I am an example of God’s loving mercy, and the life changing power He holds. I know that He is working through me and changing me daily, and I know I have a purpose in this world that only I can fill. It’s all because of Jesus. It’s all because He loves me so much. It’s all because He conquered the grave. It’s all because He lives.
What are you riding on?