Susan LaffertyTiniest bird perches on a high branch. And sings his heart out.
Morning praise at sunrise.
Dark silhouette of this little feathered one begins to change.
Revealed in the march toward full-on blue sky and light of day.
God gives him an assignment and Jonah runs. In the opposite direction.
Sails away on the next ship.
Hiding.
From the all-seeing, all-knowing. God of the universe.
Jonah’s disobedience rocks the boat. Impacts those around him. Striking terror in the hearts of men.
They see what the Maker of heaven and earth can do.
From an early age, I learned about giving. Putting money in the offering plate.
Then Mom and Dad taught me to tithe my small allowance.
It wasn’t much. But I learned what a tenth was.
And gave every Sunday at our church in Surabaya.
