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Do I ever go to Nineveh when I am told?
Will I always go through the belly of the whale on my way?
Why do I think I know what is better for me?
Better than what God has planned.
The path that is straight and narrow is not as difficult. As rocky. As frightening.
Yet I choose the darker path over and over again.
I have to be drowning in the toxic fluid and darkness to see the light once more.
And once more I finally remember God.
And He rescues me.
He delivers me and places me back on His path.
And I complain about the vine.

Copyright Kim Crawford August 8, 2009

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