Jonah Fled the Mission and the Fish Waited for Him in the Sea
Nineveh was eating the northern kingdom city by city. Jonah paid for a berth toward Tarshish. A fish was already waiting in the sea.
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Nineveh Was Already Eating the North
In twenty years the throne of Israel changed hands five times, and almost every transfer was soaked in blood. Zachariah son of Jeroboam lasted six months before his friend murdered him. The murderer lasted thirty days. Menahem, a general out of Tirzah, marched on Samaria and killed him in the capital. When Tiphsah would not open its gates, Menahem burned the farms around it, took the city, and killed everyone inside, including the infants. He ruled ten years by terror.
When Pul, king of Assyria, came for tribute, Menahem did not fight. He taxed every Israelite man fifty pieces of silver and handed the empire a thousand talents to leave. The northern kingdom was being sold off, piece by piece, to the power whose capital was Nineveh.
God told Jonah to go to that city and cry out against it, because its evil had come up before Him. Jonah understood the rest of the sentence. If he warned them and they turned, God would relent. Jonah knew God. He knew the mercy. He refused to be the mouth that saved the empire eating his people. He paid for a berth on a ship bound for Tarshish, the far direction, and went down into the hold.
Jonah Paid for a Berth to Tarshish
God sent a storm that wanted the ship in pieces. Sailors threw cargo. Each man called on his own god. Jonah was asleep below. The captain found him and shook him.
"How can you sleep?" he said. "Call on your God. Maybe your God will keep us."
They cast lots. The lot found Jonah. They asked him his work, his country, his people. He said, "I am a Hebrew. I fear the God of heaven who made the sea and the dry land. I am fleeing from before Him."
They rowed for shore anyway. The sea would not let them have a different ending. They asked Jonah what to do with him. "Throw me in," he said. "The sea will quiet for you. This storm is mine." They prayed not to be charged with innocent blood, and they threw him. The water went still as a floor.
The Sailors Threw Him to the Fish
A great fish was already waiting in the sea. God had appointed it. It opened and took Jonah down. He was in its belly three days and three nights. He prayed from inside it as a man prays who has already drowned: out of the belly of Sheol (שאול), the land of the dead, I cried. The waters closed over me. Weeds wrapped my head. I went down to the roots of the mountains. I remembered You. My prayer came to Your holy Temple. Salvation belongs to God.
The fish turned toward land and vomited him onto dry ground. Jonah's mission was still the same city. He had fled it. The fish had brought him back to the road that ran there.
The King of Nineveh Came Down Into Ashes
God told him a second time: go. He went. Nineveh covered forty square parasangs and held a million and a half souls. Jonah walked in on the first day and cried the sentence through streets that took three days to cross. In forty days Nineveh would be overthrown. His voice reached every ear.
Osnappar, king of Assyria, came down from the throne. He took off the crown. He put on sackcloth and sat in ashes. He sent heralds: three days, no human and no animal shall eat or drink. All shall wear sackcloth and cry to God. Everyone shall turn from violence.
They held their babies up toward heaven and said, for the sake of these, hear. They penned the young animals inside and left the mothers outside, and they called up, "If Thou wilt not have mercy upon us, we will not have mercy upon these beasts." God saw that they turned from the evil in their hands. God relented. The city stood.
A Plant Lived One Night Over Jonah's Head
Jonah was furious. This was the mercy he had fled. He told God he had known. He asked to die. He went east of the city, built a shelter, and sat in its shade, still watching, still hoping the overthrow would come late.
God grew a plant over his head in a night. The shade was sudden and kind. Jonah was glad about the plant. At dawn a worm struck it, and it died. The sun beat on Jonah's head. A hot wind followed. He fainted. He asked again to die.
God said, "You care about this plant, which you did not grow, which lived one night and died one night. Should I not care about Nineveh, a city of more than a hundred and twenty thousand people who do not know their right hand from their left?"
The book leaves him there, under a dead plant, with the city still standing behind him and the question still open.
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