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The State of our States

Reading Jeremiah 14 today, I found interesting some parallels occurring in our world. For example, one study app had this cheery title, Drought, famine, and sword.


The chapter starts with God describing a current drought. Every living thing was suffering from the lack of water. In his desperation, Jeremiah cried out to God, "Although our sins testify against us, do something, LORD, for the sake of your name.


The prophet went on to call on the Hope of Israel, the Savior, and LORD, to not be like a stranger, surprised man, and powerless warrior. Why? Because He was among them! They bear His name. Therefore he should not forsake them.


However, the LORD did not accept that designation. Because the people love to wander from him, their pretended spirituality would go unnoticed. And instead, he would destroy them with sword, famine, and plague.


The prophets, the intercessors between God and the people, were low-down liars. They talked about the good that was to come and how God would bless, and how everything was going to work out. Soon, their dead carcasses would testify to the false message that they preached.


In Jeremiah's final statement, he said, "We acknowledge our wickedness, LORD, and the guilt of our ancestors; we have indeed sinned against you. But, for the sake of your name, do not despise us; do not dishonor your glorious throne. Remember your covenant with us, and do not break it.

Do any of the worthless idols of the nations bring rain? Do the skies themselves send down showers? No, it is you, LORD OUR GOD. Therefore our hope is in you, for you are the one who does all this."


If the United States wants blessing, we need to confess our sins. However, there is no guarantee of success because of our prone to wandering from his grace. We are in judgment already with our unbelievable current administration. Watch the reruns from the State of the Union address last night if you don't believe that. 


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