Nineveh Bound
Jonah 2:10 -- "Then the Lord commanded the fish, and it vomited Jonah up onto the dry land."
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Ears throbbing from the pressure of the water around him, his desperate thoughts were of His Lord.
What prayers must have raced through his mind as hung there, suspended in slimy green leaves? Jonah knew he'd disobeyed, he knew he had no right to call out to God. In the throes of panic, however, he turned his eyes toward his Creator and pleaded for help.
To Jonah - at that moment - the great fish that swallowed him whole was respite. Once past the creature's gullet, he drew in air feverishly. The sour and the damp, the putrid smell of death that passed through his nostrils was of no consequence. The only thing that mattered was supplying his abused lungs with oxygen.
And then he sat. And he sat. And he sat.
Well, at least he wasn't in Nineveh. Anything was better than having to go to that dreaded place. The city about which God Himself said "was filled with people that didn't know their left from their right." [Jonah 4:11] AND - at least Jonah didn't have to let go of his anger. No, he had all the time in the world to let it fester and rot inside him - just like the decaying, partially digested parts of things that surrounded him in his safe haven. ...Until, that is - Jonah cried out to God. From the dank and churning stomach of a great fish, Jonah vowed to make good on God's commands.
He did NOT, however - vow to let go of his anger. Nope - he still clung to that. But that was o.k. wasn't it? I mean, Jonah wasn't going anywhere. He was stuck in the pits of the deep sea. It makes me wonder - did Jonah vow to make good on God's commands because he thought he'd never have to put his feet where his mouth was - so to speak? On that third day inside the belly of the beast, Jonah didn't KNOW he was about to be puked up onto sandy shores. He didn't KNOW that he would ever see the sun shining again, or feel the warm earth under his feet.
Though, he probably had a good idea he was about to be evicted from his new home of such great peace and quiet when the walls started to shudder and contract in an effort to push Jonah out.
And THAT's the thing. The fish did in fact puke Jonah out just like a person with food poisoning.
But ... was Jonah angry about that, too? Now he would HAVE to go to Nineveh. He did tell God that he would make good on His commands did he not?
So really, that big 'ole fish gave Jonah a giant stinky push back in the right direction. The J man could no longer hang out as far away from human life as one could possibly get. He could no longer hide out and revel in his quiet, albeit odorous, comfortable surroundings.
And they were comfortable for him, weren't they? He didn't have to DO anything. He didn't have to be polite to people, he didn't have to watch Ninevites actually heed his warnings and repent. He could just - stew in his own anger and self pity.
At least - deep down among the other bits of fish food Jonah couldn't go to Nineveh. ...right?
But ya know what - hiding out and holding on to his own comfort/anger isn't what God wanted from Jonah. And it's not what He wants from us, either.
Nope.
It's painfully difficult sometimes to stretch ourselves beyond our comfort zone. Muscles burn and our hearts ache from the using of them in a different way than that with which we are comfortable. Sometimes, we want to stew in our own anger, resentment, and pain. But - our time in the belly of a great fish must come to an end.
You and I, my friend - are indeed, Nineveh bound.
We aren't alone, though. We have the Holy Spirit and our fellow brothers and sisters in Christ to get us through the tight spots and to encourage us through our growing pains.
Amen! And thank you, Lord for THAT!
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