The beginning of Jeremiah aches with God’s pain that the people He created, who He led through the desert, had turned to idols of stone and wood.

“They have turned from me, the spring of fresh water, and they have dug cisterns, cracked cisterns that can hold no water at all.”

It’s easy for me to think: ‘Oh, I wouldn’t do that’, but then I looked how easily beguiled I am by things of metal mixed with a bit of electricity, like computers and televisions, and I feel renewed sorrow at how easily I am distracted from the Father who created me, and loves me and wants me to love Him back.

So tonight I will pray the Prayer of Humble Trust, Psalm 13:

Lord, I have given up my pride (tried to)

and turned away from my arrogance (ditto)

I am not concerned with great matters,

or with subjects too difficult for me.

Instead I am content and at peace.

As a child lies quietly in its mothers arms,

so my heart is quiet within me.

Israel, trust in the Lord, now and for ever.

Amen