Jonah

I read two books of the Bible today. Before I finish bragging they were Jonah and Obadiah, so not that impressive. :D But anyways, I read the book of Jonah and something in it hit me for the first time. I always though Jonah ran because he was scared, chicken, yeller...and because he didn't want to go into a pagan city and proclaim God's wrath. In Chapter 4 he actually confesses his reason for running..."Oh Lord, is this not what I said when I was at home? That is why I was so quick to flee 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 away my life, for it is better for me to die than to live."

What a strange answer. I didn't wanna come because I knew I'd come here, tell them you'd destroy them, they'd get scared and act right before they got smacked right, and then you'd show compassion on them. Weirdness...why's Jonah so dumb?

I think we are this more than we care to admit. We want to see people get what they deserve. I know I do, even when I'm driving if someone flies past me (which is infrequent cause I'm the king of the road {Contrary to what nelly says}) I think to myself, how great would it be to see them get pulled over about a mile up? We like to see people get what they deserve, and yet we never want to get what we've earned.

Hypocrite? I know I am. (That may be my knew slogan)