I ran into an old friend Sunday and he mentioned I haven't written anything on this blog for a while. That's true. I haven't. I've had a lot going on. I'm in a much better place now and most importantly, I have my home office back. (I evicted a crazy person without hurting her, be proud of me.)
Jonah 1:17-2:10 (NRSV)
It's not easy to feel sorry for Jonah in this passage. He's sitting in the belly of a great big fish that we all imagine as a whale and he suddenly remembers God. God who he has been running from all this time because he knew god was going to be nice to people he didn't like. (Please note that it doesn't say Jonah has a reason to hate the people of Nineveh. He just does.) God who he jumped on a boat and proceeded to go as far as he possibly could away from the task he'd been asked to perform.17But the LORD provided a large fish to swallow up Jonah; and Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights. Then Jonah prayed to the LORD his God from the belly of the fish, 2 saying, "I called to the LORD out of my distress, and he answered me; out of the belly of Sheol I cried, and you heard my voice. 3You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas, and the flood surrounded me; all your waves and your billows passed over me. 4Then I said, 'I am driven away from your sight; how shall I look again upon your holy temple?' 5The waters closed in over me; the deep surrounded me; weeds were wrapped around my head 6at the roots of the mountains. I went down to the land whose bars closed upon me forever; yet you brought up my life from the Pit, O LORD my God. 7As my life was ebbing away, I remembered the LORD; and my prayer came to you, into your holy temple. 8 Those who worship vain idols forsake their true loyalty. 9But I with the voice of thanksgiving will sacrifice to you; what I have vowed I will pay. Deliverance belongs to the LORD!" 10 Then the LORD spoke to the fish, and it spewed Jonah out upon the dry land.
Jonah, for all I know, is a metaphor, but this guy is basically my spirit animal. I understand him. I still grumble and complain when the Lord asks me to be kind to people I don't like, but I haven't taken off across the ocean in a boat yet. I haven't even run away in a long time. I actually usually don't even run very far. Maybe I'm remembering Jonah...