In my native eastern North Carolina home, there's "a kicking machine" alongside Highway 70. Yes, when I was a boy, my Grandaddy Gray explained to me how it worked. You would deposit a quarter in the machine, stand yourself on the "X", bend yourself over, and a mechanical boot would kick you square in the seat of the pants.
Reading Jeremiah's words I am reminded of that unusual contraption:
I turned away from God, but then I was sorry. I kicked myself for my stupidity! I was thoroughly ashamed of all I did in my younger days.
-- Jeremiah 31:19 (NLT)
I will ever love and trust Him. In His presence daily live.