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ââJeremiah⏠â8:1â-âŹ22⏠âMSGâŹâŹ
[1-2] âAnd when the time comesââGodâs Decree!ââIâll see to it that they dig up the bones of the kings of Judah, the bones of the princes and priests and prophets, and yes, even the bones of the common people. Theyâll dig them up and spread them out like a congregation at worship before sun, moon, and stars, all those sky gods theyâve been so infatuated with all these years, following their âlucky starsâ in doglike devotion. The bones will be left scattered and exposed, to reenter the soil as fertilizer, like manure. [3] âEveryone leftâall from this evil generation unlucky enough to still be alive in whatever godforsaken place I will have driven them toâwill wish they were dead.â Decree of God-of-the-Angel-Armies. [4-7] âTell them this, Godâs Message: ââDo people fall down and not get up? Or take the wrong road and then just keep going? So why does this people go backward, and just keep on goingâbackward! They stubbornly hold on to their illusions, refuse to change direction. I listened carefully but heard not so much as a whisper. No one expressed one word of regret. Not a single âIâm sorryâ did I hear. They just kept at it, blindly and stupidly banging their heads against a brick wall. Cranes know when itâs time to move south for winter. And robins, warblers, and bluebirds know when itâs time to come back again. But my people? My people know nothing, not the first thing of God and his rule. [8-9] ââHow can you say, âWe know the score. Weâre the proud owners of Godâs revelationâ? Look where itâs gotten youâstuck in illusion. Your religion experts have taken you for a ride! Your know-it-alls will be unmasked, caught and shown up for what they are. Look at them! They know everything but Godâs Word. Do you call that âknowingâ? [10-12] ââSo hereâs what will happen to the know-it-alls: Iâll make them wifeless and homeless. Everyoneâs after the dishonest dollar, little people and big people alike. Prophets and priests and everyone in between twist words and doctor truth. My dear Daughterâmy peopleâbroken, shattered, and yet they put on Band-Aids, Saying, âItâs not so bad. Youâll be just fine.â But things are not âjust fineâ! Do you suppose they are embarrassed over this outrage? Not really. They have no shame. They donât even know how to blush. Thereâs no hope for them. Theyâve hit bottom and thereâs no getting up. As far as Iâm concerned, theyâre finished.ââ God has spoken. * * * [13] ââI went out to see if I could salvage anythingââ âGodâs Decreeâ ââbut found nothing: Not a grape, not a fig, just a few withered leaves. Iâm taking back everything I gave them.ââ [14-16] So why are we sitting here, doing nothing? Letâs get organized. Letâs go to the big city and at least die fighting. Weâve gotten Godâs ultimatum: Weâre damned if we do and damned if we donâtâ damned because of our sin against him. We hoped things would turn out for the best, but it didnât happen that way. We were waiting around for healingâ and terror showed up! From Dan at the northern borders we hear the hooves of horses, Horses galloping, horses neighing. The ground shudders and quakes. Theyâre going to swallow up the whole country. Towns and people alikeâfodder for war. [17] ââWhatâs more, Iâm dispatching poisonous snakes among you, Snakes that canât be charmed, snakes that will bite you and kill you.ââ Godâs Decree! [18-22] I drown in grief. Iâm heartsick. Oh, listen! Please listen! Itâs the cry of my dear people reverberating through the country. Is God no longer in Zion? Has the King gone away? Can you tell me why they flaunt their plaything-gods, their silly, imported no-gods before me? The crops are in, the summer is over, but for us nothingâs changed. Weâre still waiting to be rescued. For my dear broken people, Iâm heartbroken. I weep, seized by grief. Are there no healing ointments in Gilead? Isnât there a doctor in the house? So why canât something be done to heal and save my dear, dear people? * * *

