Somethings Fishy

God called on Jonah to do something he didn’t want to do. So Jonah beat a path for Tarshish to hide from you know who. But when he was on the ship God caused the sea to rise, His shipmates thought that tossing him over would probably be wise. Then God sent a fish to swallow Jonah and give him time to think, But after spending three days inside a whale Jonah began to stink. So Jonah prayed to God and promised that he’d try to do much better, He’d go give the word to Nineveh if it meant he wouldn’t get any wetter. So God made the fish puke him up somewhere near his goal, But the smell of fish innards and bile was starting to take a toll. By the time he’d walked to Nineveh the stench made Jonah sick, But the combination of the message and retching odor seemed to do the trick. Nineveh promised that they’d be better than God could ever conceive, If only Jonah would hurry to the city gate and oh dear God please leave. I guess that old saying is true, the one that people with in-laws tell, That after three days of being around, both fish and prophets smell.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Mitchell Avatar
November 8, 2011 at 5:35 AM
Ha! Delightful humor in telling the story. I loved it!...Perhaps thats when the saying began: "Visitors and fish both stink after three days." Lol! You certanly helped make my morning.:)
Dietrich Avatar
November 7, 2011 at 10:07 PM
hahaha. Clever clever guy!! Making scriptures fun. I could have stayed awake in sunday school class if they were told like THIS.
Wesley Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 4:38 PM
You have a great sense of humor Tony, somehow I like your version better.
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 11:02 AM
But don’t forget poor Jonah on the way into Nineveh did rest, Under the bottle gourd plant, he thought that that was best. The bottle gourd in a short while did shrivel, and poor Jonah thought that bad But God reminded him, it was for the Ninevites, that’s who he should feel sad So Jonah battled on his way to Ninevah, he arrived. And that’s the bit of story that Tony did supply. x
Devonshire Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 9:16 AM
The title certainly drew my attention as I fish, Tony. Enjoyed the humor immensely. After just a day of fishing when covered with bits of bait, most fishermen smell like Jonah did. LOL Still love the sport. Great poem! Love, Carolyn
Larrow Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 6:29 AM
yep Kismet! I like this though and very true. lol
Onclaud Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 5:40 AM
you are incorigible, tony... lol, don't any guest stay with you later than 3 days.. heelarious! :) huggs!
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