Wild at Heart

I have written lot of long/short stories, articles, poems etc. but this is something out of this world.

The reason behind this is, life holistically doesn’t make sense. So digging the facts and exposing researches, brought everything into crystal clarity.

Reading my bible helped me understand how I'm wired. When I reflected back on my past experiences and had those aha! moments (that the reason why) I was motivated to write this article.

Some of you who studied psychology like myself would agree with me when I say you start to have more understand of a human’s behaviour once you’ve studied the background, which triggers the presence of that person. This article will clarify who God is and who we are in the midst of our genders.

Wild at heart is basically about discovering the secret of a man’s soul. It is the account of the heavens and earth when they were created. When the world was still just a surface of the ground. The Lord God formed the man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being. Now God had planted a garden in the east, in Eden; and there he put the man he had formed. (Gen. 2:4-8)

Eve was created within the lush beauty of Eden’s garden. But Adam was created from the earth itself, from the clay. Moses does not encounter the living God at the mall. He finds him (or is found by him) somewhere out in the deserts of Sinai, a long way from the comforts of Egypt. The same is true of Jacob, who has his wrestling match with God not on the living room sofa but in a wadi somewhere east of the Jabook, in Mesopotamia. Where did the great prophet Elijah go to recover his strength? To the wild. As did John the Baptist, and his cousin, Jesus, who is led by the Spirit into the wilderness.

Whatever else those explorers were after, they were also searching for themselves. Deep in a man’s heart are some fundamental questions that simply cannot be answered at the kitchen table. Who am I? What am I made of? What am I destined for? So lets face it that the core of a man’s heart is undomesticated and that's good. John says, “I’m not alive in a taxi cab. I am not alive on a sidewalk.” And I would agree with him we, as men like to show how tough we are, where ever we are. Aggression is part of the masculine design, we are hardwired for it. If we believe that man is made in the image of God, then we would do well to remember that “the Lord is a warrior; the Lord is his name. (Ex. 15:3). God is a warrior: man is a warrior.

Little girls do not invent games where large numbers of people die, where bloodshed is a prerequisite for having fun. Hockey, for example, was not a feminine creation. Nor was boxing. A boy wants to attack something-and so does the man, even if it’s only a little white ball on a tee, like golf. Basically games that are cooperative “relational interdependence” makes no sense because no one is killed, no one wins so what’s the point?

Romeo has his Juliet, King Arthur fights for Guinevere, Robin rescues Maid Marian. There is nothing so inspiring to a man as a beautiful woman. She’ll make you want to charge the castle, slay the giant, leap across the parapets. Or maybe, hit the home run. A man wants to be the hero to the beauty. Young men going off to war carry a photo of their sweetheart in their wallet. Men who fly combat mission will paint a beauty on the side of their aircraft. Remember Nehemiah’s words to the few brave souls defending a wall-less Jerusalem? “Don’t be afraid… fight for your brothers, your sons and your daughters, your wives and your homes. The battle itself is not enough; a man yearns for romance.

The study has shown three desires that are found essential to a woman’s heart, which are not entirely different from a man’s and yet they remain distinctly feminine. Not every woman wants a battle to fight, but every woman yearns to be fought for. Listen to the longing of a woman’s heart:  she wants to be more than noticed-she wants to be wanted. She wants to be pursued. A woman doesn’t want to be the adventure; she wants to be caught up into something greater than herself. And finally, every woman wants to have a beauty to unveil. Not to conjure, but to unveil.

The world kills a woman’s heart when it tells her to be tough, efficient, and independent. God gave us eyes so that we might see; he gave us ears that we might hear; he gave us wills that we might choose, and he gave us hearts that we might live. The way we handle the hearts is everything. A man must know he is powerful; he must know he has what it takes. A woman must know she is beautiful; she must know she is worth fighting for.

This article is about man’s heart, his passions, and his true nature, which has been given by God. It’s an invitation to rush the fields at Bannockburn, to go west, to leap from the falls and save the beauty. For if you are going to know who you truly are as a man, if you are going to find a life worth living, if you are going to love a woman deeply and not pass on your confusion to your children, you simply must get your heart back. You must head up into the high country of the soul, into wild and uncharted regions and track down that elusive prey.

When a man comes to the mountains, he comes home.

 M.P Shozi