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Cursed be the day
on which I was born!
The day when my mother bore me,
let it not be blessed!
on which I was born!
The day when my mother bore me,
let it not be blessed!
Cursed be the man
who brought the news to my father, saying,
“A child is born to you, a son,”
making him very glad.
who brought the news to my father, saying,
“A child is born to you, a son,”
making him very glad.
Let that man be like the cities
that the Lord overthrew without pity;
let him hear a cry in the morning
and an alarm at noon,
that the Lord overthrew without pity;
let him hear a cry in the morning
and an alarm at noon,
because he did not kill me in the womb;
so my mother would have been my grave,
and her womb forever great.
so my mother would have been my grave,
and her womb forever great.
Why did I come forth from the womb
to see toil and sorrow,
and spend my days in shame?
to see toil and sorrow,
and spend my days in shame?
Jeremiah 20:14-18 NRSV
Have you ever had days like Jeremiah and felt that way? Have you ever wished you could just crawl right back into bed and cease to exist
because you were weary and heavily burdened with all you had going on
in your life? Have you ever had someone say to you, "Come on, cheer up and be thankful for all that God has given you?"
I know I have~and this past Sunday, when I was at church and listening to Chris Brown speak on prayer, and how God wants us to pray, the Holy Spirit put this message that I'm about to write on my heart.
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