Lamentations 1:10. “The enemy has stretched out his hands over all her precious things; yea, she has seen the nations invade her sanctuary, those whom thoust did forbid to enter thy congregation.”

Jeremiah is lamenting the fall of Jerusalem and the exile of her people. He recognizes, though, that she brought it on herself, saying "Her uncleanness was in her skirts; she took no thought of her doom; therefore her fall is terrible, she has no comforter.“ (Lamentations 1:9). 

Jeremiah had been trying to warn the people of Judah for a long time of their impending doom, but they would never listen. God even told Jeremiah that, although he was supposed to prophesy to Judah about their downfall if they did not change, they were not going to listen to him (Jeremiah 7:27 (so why have him do it at all? That goes to “The Point of Prophecy")). But still, it is so hard for Jeremiah to see the desolation of his city and the suffering of his people. 

During the “pandemic” I often felt like Jeremiah. I kept trying to warn people that the steps that were being taken were causing much more harm and damage than the virus ever could. Later, I tried to say that the “vaccine” was going to do the same. I was ignored, ostracized, thought mad, ridiculed, dismissed, and, frankly, hated, as was anyone else trying to speak reason into that madness. Some people (at the time, and in their pain, I don't think they feel this way now) would tell me to take comfort in the fact that eventually all the people who had turned on us would suffer, but I couldn't do that, I just felt intense sadness. I still do, to be honest. Sadness because I could see that everyone would suffer more, even when the “pandemic” was declared over. People had done and said things from which there really is no recovery. I knew, once our “betters" allowed us to try to resume normalcy, that was when the real pain would kick in. People would start realizing what they had done and how there was no fixing it, no going back to the way it was, and they would suffer even more.

This continues to happen, even now, which is why I still feel this sadness. I know that God is doing something, though. That knowledge gives me great joy and hope. But, like Jeremiah, I truly lament what has happened and the damage we have done to our relationships, families, society, culture, and world. Damage that I do not see a way to fix. God knew we had to go through this, though, and He knows the way to fix it. He will make all things new again, and they will be even better than before. I just have to trust Him, and persevere.