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God Listens To Us, Even Our Whining.

Weekly Devotionals

God Listens To Us, Even Our Whining.

Reading Jeremiah can sometimes be really hard.  Here’s this young man just doing as instructed by God and yet his whole life was filled with suffering. It is said that he suffered martyrdom by stoning at Tahpanhes in Ancient Egypt.  I can’t even begin to compare my life to his.  Still, when life throws me for a loop and leaves me grasping for meaning or crying out to God, I am comforted to know that my heavenly Father is listening and cares to listen to me.  In Jeremiah 15, there is a wonderful exchange between God and Jeremiah.  God told Jeremiah to announce Jerusalem’s coming destruction by invaders from the north (Jeremiah 1:14-15; 4:6; 6:22-23). God’s people had broken their covenant with God (Jeremiah 11:10). They had forsaken God by worshipping the false gods called Baals (Jeremiah 2:8; 7:9; 11:13) and even went as far as building altars to Baal in order to burn their children as offerings (Jeremiah 19:4-5).

The part that I relate to is the part where Jeremiah starts feeling sorry for himself (from The Message):

10-11 Unlucky mother—that you had me as a son,  given the unhappy job of indicting the whole country!  I’ve never hurt or harmed a soul, and yet everyone is out to get me.  But, God knows, I’ve done everything I could to help them,   prayed for them and against their enemies.  I’ve always been on their side, trying to stave off disaster. God knows how I’ve tried!

12-14 “O Israel, O Judah, what are your chances against the iron juggernaut from the north?  In punishment for your sins, I’m giving away  everything you’ve got, giving it away for nothing.  I’ll make you slaves to your enemies in a strange and far-off land. My anger is blazing and fierce,    burning in hot judgment against you.”

15-18 You know where I am, God! Remember what I’m doing here! Take my side against my detractors.  Don’t stand back while they ruin me.  Just look at the abuse I’m taking!  When your words showed up, I ate them–swallowed them whole. What a feast!  What delight I took in being yours, O God, God-of-the-Angel-Armies!  I never joined the party crowd in their laughter and their fun.  Led by you, I went off by myself. You’d filled me with indignation. Their sin had me seething.  But why, why this chronic pain, this ever worsening wound and no healing in sight?  You’re nothing, God, but a mirage,  a lovely oasis in the distance—and then nothing!

Then unlike me, who as a mom of 2 kids – when I’m upset with one and then the other starts complaining, losing it on both kids – God picks up Jeremiah and encourages him.

19-21 This is how God answered me:

“Take back those words, and I’ll take you back.  Then you’ll stand tall before me.  Use words truly and well. Don’t stoop to cheap whining.    Then, but only then, you’ll speak for me.  Let your words change them.  Don’t change your words to suit them.  I’ll turn you into a steel wall, a thick steel wall, impregnable.  They’ll attack you but won’t put a dent in you because I’m at your side, defending and delivering.”

       God’s Decree.

“I’ll deliver you from the grip of the wicked.    I’ll get you out of the clutch of the ruthless.”

May this be encouraging to you.  The best person to bring our worries and frustrations to is our Papa God.  He not only listens to us but He responds because He is always by our sides.