We are studying Jonah tonight because I thought it was a good story to talk about when you are talking about being sent. The more I got into the story the more I found myself identifying with Jonah, not at the beginning of the story, but at the end when he has gone and done what God told him to do and is whining because of God’s mercy.
Jonah had no love for the people he was supposed to be going out to see. I wonder if I have lost my love for lost people. As I search for passion again, I have to remember that part of that passion is a passion to help people who “don’t know their right from their left” find the path towards the one true God.
When I look at my life and the things that I am passionate about so few of them are things that actually make a difference in the grand scheme of things. When I look at the things that I decide to be upset about and get bent out of shape about in light of who God is and not only what He has done for me, but also what I have done to Him I feel like Jonah on top of a hill lamenting about my dead vine.
I feel like God is looking into my heart and saying, you are whining about your own comfort when there are thousands upon thousands who don’t know my name. Yes, I love you, but those are the people who I am calling you to reach. Those are the people who you should be passionate about as well. God is looking at my heart and telling me that I have been the 1 lost sheep, but now I am one of the 99 and I need to be a part of the search.
Wow, that thought just resonates with me. It is so easy to preach that I am the one sheep that God is willing to search for. It is a whole different part of the story when I realize that I am one of the 99 and I should be passionately searching after what God is searching after not simply my own comfort, amusement, and safety.