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Being Jonah

The book of Jonah- wow. Everyone has heard the story. God calls Jonah to Nineveh to share the Word because the city was full of wickedness and God wanted to destroy it, Jonah refused; instead He went to Tarshish to run away from God. Silly Jonah, silly me. Jonahs disobedience causes a huge storm to rage and whoever he was traveling with was distraught and all began to call out to their own gods. What did Jonah do? He went down to the lowest parts of the ship and went to sleep. Really?
So the solution to the raging storm was to throw Jonah overboard, then he ended up in a belly of a fish for three days. If that doesn't cause you to surrender I don't know what will. So Jonah finally surrenders and decides to obey the Lord. He goes to Ninevah and preaches, they turn away from their own ways and turn to God. The process was smooth and Jonah was angry because God decided to have compassion. See, Jonah knew the character of God, He knew God was a merciful and compassionate God- He believed with His whole heart that God was not going to destroy the city.

Jonah was missing the point. All God wanted was to use him as a tool to grow the city of Nineveh, He wanted Jonah to care for it.

Being Jonah this week, I understand the story more deeply. I know the feeling of not wanting to do something, but knowing that it is the will of God. Why do you think Jonah went to take a nap during the storm? Because He knew God, He just didn't want to obey. But as soon as Jonah committed to the Lord and obeyed things changed.

This week an opportunity was presented to me to go back to where I was born for the summer. I battled, I struggled, I was upset. My biological dad asked me to come to be a nanny to my baby sister, he was willing to pay for my trip too. Knowing in my heart that going would be  the right thing to do, everything in my disobedient heart said "NO." I didn't want to face the person who left me, who caused so much pain in my life, who caused a lot of issues in my life with which I will never stop dealing with. I began to worry and question Gods will. I was giving up my babies in Uganda to go to a place I didn't care about anymore.

In the end, just like Jonah-minus being trapped in a fish, I was in my room, couldn't sleep, tossing and turning- i gave up. I gave up all the control, I gave up the worry. I gave up on trying to figure things out, and I gave it all over to God. I prayed specifically for a major sign, for my passport to work out smoothly, if everything was going to go through smoothly, I would submit to His will, trust and obey. The next morning I called, and a door just slammed shut. I couldn't get a Visa and a new passport would take 3 months to get.

Lesson? Obedience. Be willing to be His tool wherever He sends you. Anytime I would go to Haiti or Uganda, the desire was always there, my heart was always in it, I was excited. So I assumed that God doesn't call you to do something you don't want. But I was wrong. He calls you to obey no matter, because in the end there is always a lesson to be learned.

Now, I am not going to Russia, and as far as my Uganda trip- I am praying about it. I don't know if this experience was to close the doors to Uganda as well. I can sit all day and think of the "maybes' of life, and the "whys" or the "what ifs" but I won't. I will just be open to what God calls me to do.

Being Jonah wasn't fun.

Trust and obey guys.


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