Jer 2
Oh! how much my heart pains
When I see you wander away
In indulging in things that are useless
That are unproductive and fruitless.
In fact these very things which you think harmless
Turns out to be your master
And you turn out to serve it
Longing to indulge in it whenever possible.
Something which started as a harmless habit
Becomes a cruel master
That you wouldn't be able to live without
At first a servant; Later a tyrant.
I am so hurt; that I cry out for return
To come back from what you're wallowed in
I was the one who planted you
How did you grow into the wild corrupted vine?
On every hill and every green tree
You have prostitited yourself
Hey! Don't use that word, God
I am not that bad.
You were created to be one with me
But you have reveled in many other things
You want to identify yourself with other things
But not with me, not as mine.
Every moment you satiate yourself with useless things
That has become your personality
Where as you were destined to know me
To be a man after my own heart.
Like a restless camel, searching for a mate
A wild donkey you are
Who can restrain your lust
Pursuing your heart's desire always.
Your heart's desire. Why is it always far from me?
You say, "I am in love with these foreign gods
I can't stop loving them now."
Like Solomon who insisted on loving them anyway.
What more should I have done for you?
What more can I do to convince you?
What more than the shedding my blood, the last drop?
What more to prove my love?
Where is your allegiance?
Where is your love?
Why run after other futilities
While I am still waiting..
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