Jeremiah 15:10-18

Mother, I am sorry that you gave birth to me since I must accuse and criticize the whole land. I have not loaned or borrowed anything, but everyone curses me. The LORD said, “I have saved you for a good reason. I have made your enemies beg you in times of disaster and trouble. No one can smash a piece of iron or bronze that comes from the north. Your wealth and treasures I will give to others free of charge, because the people of Judah have sinned throughout the country. I will make you slaves to your enemies in a land you have never known. My anger is like a hot fire, and it will burn against you.” LORD, you understand. Remember me and take care of me. Punish for me those who are hurting me. Don’t destroy me while you remain patient with them. Think about the shame I suffer for you. Your words came to me, and I listened carefully to them. Your words made me very happy, because I am called by your name, LORD God All-Powerful. I never sat with the crowd as they laughed and had fun. I sat by myself, because you were there, and you filled me with anger at the evil around me. I don’t understand why my pain has no end. I don’t understand why my injury is not cured or healed. Will you be like a brook that goes dry? Will you be like a spring that stops flowing?