What a storm!
It is upon our heads!
The greatest of winds is roaring!
The highest of seas is crashing!
And into the bowels of the ship
The captain cries out;
Sleepers, arise!
Don't you see?
Can't you hear?
We're going to die!
Call out to God!
There is no time like now
     to start believing.
Maybe it's not too late.
Perhaps He may still save us.

It is no small thing for so long
     To have to have offended
          the King of the Sea,
               even more, no less
                    His Heavenness.

Jonah 1:6-8

Included in the Parade
of Prophets 3 collection.

by J Alan R
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