Jonah
The lost and found
all walk this earth.
We trudge along
till death from birth.
At the age of eighteen
the Lord found me
wallowing around
in my misery.
I asked for His help
and He showed me His love.
But when things got better
I suddenly had enough.
I was bound and determined
to do it my way.
My lust for the flesh
led me astray.
I never even knew
I was so alone.
My heart was so lonely.
It turned to stone.
Believing my life wasn't
as bad as it appears.
Lost in my addiction
of sex, drugs, and beers.
Stubbornly I continued
to live the lie.
Pretending I was happy
with no love in my life.
No matter how hard I tried
all I could do was fail.
I guess I was Jonah
and the earth was the whale.
Battered and beaten
after the world swallowed me.
Confused inside the belly.
of the whale in the sea.
I felt like a captive
and I had to get out.
Quietly whispered prayers
with a head full of doubt.
So lost in my sins
I didn't think He was near.
Softly I said, Lord are you there?
And You said, "I'm still here".
No longer living the life
of a sinners neglect.
Your forgiveness is love
that I'll never forget.
Now I know I haven't been forgotten.
Of this I have no doubt.
Because the Lord tickled that whale
and the earth spit me out. Amen
Copyright © Allan Granstrom | Year Posted 2009
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