O Lord, you know; remember me and visit me, and bring down retribution for me on my persecutors. In your forbearance do not take me away; know that on your account I suffer insult. Your words were found, and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart; for I am called by your name, O Lord, God of hosts.
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Jeremiah must have been a tough person to be around. We all know people like Jeremiah. They genuinely have their sufferings. They are hard-working, loyal folks who will often do the right thing. But when given the opportunity to whine about it, they will. Jeremiah loved the Lord and served his purposes during a difficult time in the history of God's people. In his own conversations with God, however, he complained, he blamed, he saw himself as a victim of God's call. Perhaps he needed attention. Perhaps he needed a place to unload. If God will listen with patience and purpose to the prayers of Jeremiah, God can take anything you and I have to throw at God today.
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You got me into this life, Lord, and you can take me out. I know that. I pray I don't need to be reminded too often. Amen.
Deb Grant, resilient child of God, creative tinker of paper, ink, wood, shiny things, paint and words. The human amusement of a parrot and a dog.
Writer, poet, artist, human, citizen, learner, scruffy, goof.
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