The Weeping Prophet: Jeremiah #1

The Heart and Message that Nobody Wanted to Hear

Hi everyone, thanks for joining me. As we begin to delve into the life and times of Jeremiah: I invite you to 1. listen to a song and 2. Watch it’s animation (I’m scared to even guess at how long it took me to draw this), and 3. Read a post of incredible events that surely marked Jeremiah’s life and calling.

I promise (and I hardly ever promise) that each one will bring Jeremiah’s heart from a different perspective.

Yes, for all you bargain hunters … that’s 3 in 1. Song, movie, story.

Note to self, since almost everybody ignored Jeremiah’s message: Maybe getting subscribers with a Jeremiah approach is going about it all the wrong way! Did you learn nothing from marketing 101 ?

Here is the ‘Animation Music Video’ (Please tell me what you (and your kids) think of it):

PART 1 and 2 done, NOW we are delving into PART 3: The story

As I reflected on what to write … and after writing it all !! Then I thought of a previous post that must have marked Jeremiah.

It’s from the life of Isaiah, who was martyred about 54 years before Jeremiah’s ministry.

You can click the link below for the full story or scroll down to read a portion of it:

ISAIAH IMPRISONED AND …

Days pass. Isaiah, now confined to a dank cell, prays for his people, knowing the path they tread will lead to ruin. He senses his time drawing near, yet he writes and prays, leaving every ounce of his strength and hope in the scrolls he has written. But King Manasseh’s hatred only festers, and soon, he issues a final order:

The dawn comes, and Isaiah is bound and placed within a hollow tree trunk. Then, with orders from the King, the saws are brought forth. Piece by piece, they hack through wood and flesh. That night, the wood from this very tree burns in the King’s fireplace. Yet Manasseh cannot find warmth or comfort in the flames.

The words of the prophet remain.

Isaiah’s scrolls survive, hidden and guarded by those who hold true. The words inscribed on these delicate sheets speak louder than the shouts of any king. Like Abel’s blood crying out from the ground, the voice of Isaiah’s righteousness, or rather of God’s righteousness; echoes on, promising both justice and hope.

Through generations they speak—of a day when the God of Israel would save His people, not just from their enemies but from the darkness within their own hearts.

Manasseh’s days on the throne are bitter and troubled. In the end, he dies, unloved by his people. A name that will be hated for the cruelty and evil that it brought. The tragedy is that his sweeping idolatry had spread like a plague into the hearts of the people. Leading them into unspeakable practices that I struggle even to write of.

As time passes, a young boy named Josiah ascends to the throne, a beacon of hope. Josiah is different—he seeks the Lord and yearns for reform. He tears down the idols his grandfather resurrected, restores the temple, and calls the people to return to the ways of God.

The prophet Jeremiah, witnessing this revival, is not deceived. He sees that the hearts of the people remain largely unchanged, an outward show of religion but beneath the surface clinging to their idolatries. Jeremiah’s warnings echo Isaiah’s.

Babylon is coming! He cries with a certainty that chills his listeners, yet they find comfort from the chill in the fiery flames that Manasseh flared into being- rather than in the sanctuary of their God.

Jeremiah would weep.

“Oh gloomy Jeremiah, lighten up” - the people would say. Yet Like Isaiah, he feels the weight of impending doom.

And as the empire of Babylon marches from the East. False prophets and false scribes speak words of peace when Jeremiah said: war. Words of security and slumber when Jeremiah’s words said: Wake Up.

Your City will burn !! (see the song above which gives insight to this last line)

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