Jeremiah: The Heart of the Prophet

Chad Taylor


”My eyes fail because of tears, My spirit is greatly troubled; My heart is poured out on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, when little ones and infants faint in the streets of the city…”  (Lamentations 2:11)

In a time of national calamity and moral collapse there was a heart that burned with this fire of repentance and righteousness.  In the midst of riot and rampage through Israel’s streets, stood one lone prophet with the message of the hour mixed with tears.  Like Ramah, he refused to be comforted.  Like his Lord, he could not ignore the plight of his people. He witnessed and pleaded on the corner of every street and hedge of Jerusalem for their lives and their liberties, to truly return to the Lord.  Echoing through the alleys and lanes of the city it could be heard,

“Arise! Cry aloud in the night!  At the beginning of the night watches; Pour out your heart like water before the presence of the Lord!  Lift up your hands to Him, for the life of your young children who faint because of hunger at the top of every street!”(Lamentations 2:19)


  See, Jeremiah was no stranger to his nation’s sin and pain.  He did not observe from a terraced temple treasury at the passing of the publican and prostitute that paraded through the streets of Jerusalem.  He did not stand as high priest and judge to the agony and cry of Zion’s children, but to the contrary, he walked with them, he pleaded with them, he wept with them!  Like his Messiah, he was no stranger to their desperation; he stood with them at the threshold of their judgment and cried. “…Call upon Me and come pray to Me!  And I will listen to you!  And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart…” (Jer. 29:12&13.)  Judgement never falls without the tears of the prophet falling first.

‘And when he was come near, he beheld the city, and wept over it…’

Jesus over Jerusalem… (Luke 19:41)

Yet today in modern day clergy, hidden behind insulated church walls, one can easily stand afar off and preach of their plight, but never fight the good fight.  Sleep unaware through the night, never shining His glorious light.  It is easier to preach of their demise, than to look them in the eyes.  It is less toil to walk by on the other side, than to bind up their wounds with oil and wine.  God is looking for prophets that will weep with those that weep, leave the ninety-nine for even one lost sheep.  That will open the prison doors and set the captives free. The Lord is imploring in this dark hour, “Who will follow Me?”

From the womb the stirring was heard, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you, I have appointed you a prophet to the nations…” (Jer. 1:4).  In the bowels of the earth before the foundations of the world an election and a calling was birthed.  It was not by mere whim or human standard that Jeremiah was ordained a prophet to the nations. Hear his reply!  “But, ah, Lord God!  Behold, I do not know how to speak, because I am a youth…” In his spiritual infancy Jeremiah fled the holy calling.  In his natural age he deemed himself unfit.  But in God’s sovereignty he was “prophet to the nations.”

But with no small cost did Jeremiah don this mantle!  No!  But with life and honor and tears and blood did he bear it!  In peril and in prison did it accompany him!  He was called by God to stand in the streets and weep as a nation faltered.  To bear their wounds and weep their tears.  In his own words he confesses, “I am a man who has seen affliction…” (Lam. 3:1).  Not unlike his Master and Lord, “…smitten of God and afflicted…” (Is. 53:4)

If we desire to speak as these prophets spoke, if we aspire to live as these prophets and Prophet lived, then we must then, enter into the melee of human despair and give them the river of life freely!  To step into the masses and declare with Peter, “Repent and be saved!”   We cannot stand afar off in some upper-room writing and wrangling, we must step out of the boat of human effort and enter into the supernatural realm of His glory.  You see, His power FOLLOWED them as they went, “Confirming the Word with signs following…”  (Mk. 16:20)  The Lord is still looking for those that He can follow.


“To whom also he showed Himself alive after HIS PASSION by many infallible proofs, being seen of them forty days, and speaking of the things pertaining to the kingdom of God.”  (Acts 1:3)

The word passion comes from the Greek word: pascho (pas'-kho); which means, to experience a sensation or impression (usually painful):   KJV—to feel, passion, or to suffer, vex.  Jesus did not walk in divine power without passion.  Without suffering.  Without paying the price of pain as He held an orphaned child, or healed a dying leper, or defended and forgave the prostitute.  He suffered with them!  He walked with them every day!  He felt their pain!  He stood in their midst.  He was found with the unlovely and deemed misfit. My friends!  This divine power does not come without passion!   Nor will it ever without His compassion!  If we are to see His miracles we must first feel His heart!  We must first be broken with the weight of His love before we can be equipped with the power of His glory!

O Lord give your passion!


We must leap from the safe shores of church, into the deep waters of the world, and take in a great catch!  He is calling to us from the storm, “Don’t be afraid, it is I!”  He is calling us from the hi-ways and hedges, “Compel them to come in!”  He is calling us from the nations and poverty stricken places, “The heathen is for your inheritance!” The Lord of the Harvest is crying to the church and those that stand idle, “Will you work in My fields?”  Jeremiah knew their pain first hand.  He sat with them everyday.  He pleaded and begged for their repentance.  He comprehended that there was no power without passion.  He knew the secret of His Father’s heart, “The Lord’s lovingkindnesses indeed never cease.  His compassions never fail…”  (Lam. 3:22) 

Jesus was moved with compassion when He saw the multitudes.  And from it He “healed every kind of disease and every kind of sickness”  (Mtt.9: 35&36) It is His compassion that will release miracles, signs, and wonders.  And it is apathy and indifference that will obstruct and hinder the river of His love through earthen vessels. We expect power without passion!  Miracles without compassion!  God forbid we live our lives without the infallible proofs of His resurrection bearing witness upon our ministry.  Having the power to effect and impact a world all around us desperate and lost in darkness.  God forbid we are silent as the world is screaming for His love captured in human hearts refusing to be released…



“My soul, My soul!  I am in anguish!  Oh, my heart!  My heart is pounding in me; I can not be silent, because you have heard O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.”  (Jeremiah 4:19)

Certainly from this generation is springing up an army of prophets and prophetesses.  A vanguard of youth that hear the beat of His heart and march to Its rhythm.   That has heard in the closets of prayer the sound of the trumpet rousing the warriors, and the alarm of war.  A troop of youth that have counted the cost of discipleship and have plunged into the deep and cast their nets on the other side of religion, LIBERTY!  Certainly a chosen generation is taking center stage as the curtain of destiny is parting.  A royal priesthood, that wears the garments of praise and humility.  A peculiar people indeed that march into the land!  For  such will carry His glory into the nations.  And such will declare His heart to the masses.

Like Job they will exclaim, “I have heard of You by the hearing of the ears, BUT NOW MY EYE SEES YOU…” (Job 42:5).  This is a generation that not only has heard of Him and His power and majesty, but one that will experience His power and majesty.  They will see with their eyes the demonstration if His love and glory poured out on a dry and thirsty land. The Lord would say, ‘MAKE WAY!  MAKE WAY FOR MY YOUNG ONES!  THEY WILL LEAD YOU INTO THE PROMISE LAND!  THEY WILL LEAD YOU INTO THE FRUITFUL STAND!  FOR THIS IS A GENERATION THAT FINALLY UNDERSTANDS, THE DIVINE STATEGY OF MY UNFOLDING PLAN!  TO POSSESS THE LAND!  TO POSSESS THE LAND!

This will be a people that touch not just talk. Like their predecessors Jeremiah and Ezekiel, they will stand in the city gates and prophesy, “Return, backsliding Israel, says the Lord; I will not cause My anger to fall upon you, for I am merciful, says the Lord.  Only acknowledge your iniquity that you have transgressed against the Lord…”  (Jer.3: 12&13).  They will not be a foreigner but a friend to their nation, their city, and their land.  They will ‘stand in the gap,’ that God would not destroy it. 

God give us prophets that are not afraid to walk in the streets with a ‘Thus say the Lord.’  Those that are not afraid to touch and hold and heal the wounds of a generation.  Make them like their Master who sat and ate with the publican and the tax collector despite the ridicule of His peers.  Give them a courage that transcends religious tradition that creates a chasm between the world instead of a bridge.  Distance instead of desire for a lost and degenerate world.  God give us Heaven breathed, passion born, and love inspired prophets that invade every modern day Samaria with Your power and eternal weight of glory!  Illuminating the poverty of sin with the power of Christ’s Liberty!  Breaking the chains of humanity with the promise of salvation’s immortality!  GOD GIVE US PROPHETS!

Chad Taylor