But there’s one other thing I remember, and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:
22-24God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out, his merciful love couldn’t have dried up.
They’re created new every morning.
How great your faithfulness!
I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over). He’s all I’ve got left.
25-27God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits,
to the woman who diligently seeks.
It’s a good thing to quietly hope,
quietly hope for help from God.
It’s a good thing when you’re young
to stick it out through the hard times.
28-30When life is heavy and hard to take,
go off by yourself. Enter the silence.
Bow in prayer. Don’t ask questions:
Wait for hope to appear.
Don’t run from trouble. Take it full-face.
The “worst” is never the worst.
31-33Why? Because the Master won’t ever
walk out and fail to return.
If he works severely, he also works tenderly.
His stockpiles of loyal love are immense
Loyal love is what one is to wait for when personal doubt weighs heavy. Prayer, silence (not probing for answers), humility about the fact that there is much worse possible. God can be severe, particularly when he seems absent. But wait for a return. Be loyal to him as the source of loyal love. That is where hope lies.
OK, that is what Jeremiah seems to be saying (more or less) as his city sags under the crushing hardship of being besieged. How about just being someone in a world that is neither great nor terrible? Is the same true? Is waiting for God’s loyal love, waiting in restrained, prayerful vigilance; is that the best advice? Wait until… what? A feeling of God’s loyal love? (‘hesed)
Seems to be.