I know we don’t know each other very well, but I have a few things I’d like to say to you, if that would be okay. Yes? Alright then.
I’m sorry for neglecting you all these years. We are always referring to it as “Jonah’s Story”, when it’s really just as much your tale as it is his.
I mean, you were the POINT of “Jonah’s Story”! You were the reason there was anything to say at all!
God asked one of His most trusted servants to deliver a message to you. One that would bring great conviction, and then BEAUTIFUL REDEMPTION! But he wasn’t feeling it. He didn’t want to go because he didn’t think you deserved it.
I’m sorry for that. That he couldn’t see the beauty that could come out of you one day. I’m sorry I didn’t see it sooner, because my eyes were looking in the other direction.
I’m also sorry to all the Ninevehs in our lives. The people we don’t want to waste our time on. The ones we believe are too far gone to ever DESERVE a place at His table.
We forget so so easily. That we were once Ninevehs, too. WE were not worthy, not acceptable, not redeemable.
I’m sorry for every time I thought, “Good for them. You’re getting what you deserve.” And I am so thankful that God never ever said those words to me! And Nineveh, He didn’t say them to you, either.
I’m sorry Jonah couldn’t see that he was just like you. Swamped in a different kind of sin, but still…VERY swamped. Nineveh, I pray I never wag my finger in your face, shaming you, when I’ve been spared my shame because He saved me. Just like He saved you.
I will remember you when my brother stumbles, as we all do. I will remember what would have happened had Jonah NOT delivered God’s words, however reluctantly they were given. I will be THANKFUL for you, that you were saved from all of it!
But most of all….
When I look at you, I will see ME.
I have swept away your sins like a cloud. I have scattered your offenses like the morning mist. Oh, return to me, for I have paid the price to set you free.