I haven’t gotten into the hidden-away Old Testament book of Lamentation very much. But I did this morning.
It was God’s will for Jeremiah to proclaim bad news to Isreal, God’s people. God’s wrath was coming to them because of the many wrong things they had done. It looks like the dedicated prophet had the job no one would want. I want God to bless me with a life full of joy. It would be hard for me to accept that as a lifetime goal.
I wonder how Jeremiah was raised. I wonder what his personality was like. I’m pretty sure God took him through certain and specific events in life to mold his personality to handle such a burden.
Here’s the passage that caught my attention:
My eyes fail from weeping,
I am in torment within,
my heart is poured out on the ground
because my people are destroyed,
because children and infants faint
in the streets of the city.
12 They say to their mothers,
“Where is bread and wine?”
as they faint like wounded men
in the streets of the city,
as their lives ebb away
in their mothers’ arms.