“When my life was ebbing away I remembered you, Lord, and my prayer rose to you…” (Jonah 2:7)
You tread water for as long as you can, but then your strength is gone.
The water closes over your head.
You look up and see the light that you can no longer reach. It grows dimmer as you drop down and down, away from light and air and warmth and life.
But as you drift down, your prayers rise up.
And he hears you. And he sends a fish to swallow you, which I gotta say is a really weird part of the metaphor, but it represents the whole rescue thing.
Sometimes God’s the only hope you have, and that’s when you remember:
And then some.
And then some more.
Happy Tuesday, Beloved.