Chronicles of a Tinman

Woe is me, my mother, that you bore me, a man of strife and contention to the whole land! I have not lent, nor have I borrowed, yet all of them curse me. Jeremiah 15:10

Jeremiah, now there was a great man. He was a prophet, drawn close to the heart of God. But more than that he is often known as the prophet of sorrow. Speculated to have written Lamentations as well as the book of Jeremiah, this man was called to prophesy the destruction of Judah through the wrath of God. His prophecies were of mourning and judgment. They are beautiful declarations from God on a sinful land.

There are some days where I feel like my job is overwhelming, like I have it pretty tough; but I then read books like Jeremiah and verses like this one, and I find some perspective. I cannot give myself over to lackadaisical living while I have my mind and spirit trained on worthy examples of living for the glory of God such as this. I must rather strive with all purpose to be as deeply committed to my call as Jeremiah. I must find strength to endure my hardships and wisdom to understand I am more blessed than I can imagine.