Monday, 19 October 2026

THE WORTH OF JEREMIAH

 


(ART: Jeremiah Lamenting the Destruction of Jerusalem by Rembrandt (1630)

 

Jeremiah is the prophet of my heart. He was a prophet of suffering called to cry repentance among a people for whom there was no hope. Jeremiah preached for 40 years to the unrepentant Jewish nation.  He faced continuous opposition and insults from the priests, the King and the army (Jeremiah 20:2; 36:19; 38:4). During his ministry he was accused of political treason, put in stocks, thrown in prison, persecuted, and hunted by men of his hometown who sought to kill him (Jeremiah 11:19). Because his prophecies came true, he so angered the elders of the Jews that they cast him into a dungeon which is often called 'a pit prison'. Jeremiah was lowered into this dungeon with cords through a hole in the top. As there was no drainage in this pit, the bottom was a sea of mud into which Jeremiah sank (Jeremiah 38:6).

 

Jeremiah was in continuous suffering for the sake of the word. In the midst of his afflictions, his humanity made him wish he was never born but his persistence in preaching despite the persecutions he suffered  and his love for the stubborn and unrepentant people he tried to save speaks ever so loudly of his worth as a righteous vessel of God and a prophet of Israel (Jeremiah 9:1; 20:9; 14-18).

 

Jeremiah was ‘chased like a bird, without cause’ (Lamentations 3:52) all the days of his ministry, until he met his end in Egypt where the remaining Jews took him after the fall of Jerusalem and where they stoned him to death (Jeremiah 43:6; see also Bible Dictionary). Despite it all, including his horrific death, Jeremiah remained devoted to the God of heaven.

 

Upon his call to the ministry, the Lord told Jeremiah: “Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee…” (Jeremiah 1:5). The word ‘knew’ in Hebrew is “yada” which connotes a very personal and intimate relationship, suggesting that Jeremiah resided in Jehovah’s bosom long before he was born, and I am certain this is where he is still. 

 

Give me Oh God Jeremiah’s heart

That I might weep day and night

For the salvation of my people;

Ignite the fire in my bones

That I might speak of Thy name to

Thy praise forever.

Give me Oh God lips

that they may speak the truth

And a heart that it may seek Thy favour

                         To be a delight in thy hand forever. 


- CATHRYNE ALLEN 

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