Instead of following God’s command to go to Nineveh and preach to them, he ran. We know God punished him, and Jonah spent three days in the belly of a big fish pondering his next move. Upon being belched out of the belly of the fish, Jonah went to Nineveh and completed the task. I relate to Jonah on some levels—there are times I’d rather run that face the situation at hand.
Last Saturday I flew to Indianapolis where my daughter picked me up for a road trip to Cortland, New York, to house hunt. The trip went well, but on Monday I received a phone call from my husband, Glen, from the ER at our local hospital. He was being admitted for bi-lateral pneumonia. Right away, I was confused about my plans—go on to New Jersey or go home. My heart said, “Go home;” my head said I needed to follow through with plans to babysit my grandchildren for spring break. My love and concern for Glen won, and I will leave Friday to go home. Until then, he is in a safe place being pampered by real nurses.
I did feel frustrated, disappointed, and even a bit angry when rearranging travel plans. Glen’s health has interrupted travel plans in the past. Yet, I always come around and do what’s right. Just like Jonah.
Dear Lord, help our hearts and heads make the right decisions in all situations. Amen.