That
is why I was so quick to flee to Tarshish. I knew that you are a gracious and
compassionate God, slow to anger and abounding in love, a God who relents from
sending calamity. Now, O Lord, take my life... (Jonah 4:2,3).
Jonah
is one of my favorites, more a parable than a prophecy. First he is told by God
to preach in Nineveh, capital city of Israel’s arch enemy Assyria. Jonah doesn’t
want to go so he hops a ship heading in the other direction. When a horrendous
storm springs up, his natural response should have been: Okay, I’ll go to Nineveh. But instead? Throw me into the sea. Jonah hated the Assyrians so much, he would
rather drown than take a chance they could be converted. That’s a lot of hate!
You
know the story. His shipmates hurled him into the sea, and three days later a
great fish hurled him back onto dry
land. And he reluctantly set course for Nineveh.
Jonah’s
worst fears are realized when the Ninevites respond to his 8-word sermon with
repentance. He launches a tantrum: Let me
die! God reminds Jonah that he created the people of Nineveh too, and is of
course concerned for their welfare.
It’s
a message to Israel that God is not just God of the people we like, but the God
of everyone. For God so loved the world… (John
3:16).
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