One Sunday evening, William Booth was walking in London with his son, Bramwell, who was then 12 or 13 years old. The father surprised the son by taking him into a saloon! The place was crowded with men and women, many of them bearing on their faces the marks of vice and crime; some were drunk. The fumes of alcohol and tobacco were poisonous. “Willie,” Booth said to his son, “These are our people; these are the people I want you to live for and bring to Christ.” Years later, Bramwell Booth wrote, “The impression never left me.” (Wiersbe 185).
I think this illustration really sets the tone for what Jonah was dealing with. Here a nice Jewish boy has to go preach to a bunch of renegade-party-going-hulligans. And yet despite Jonah’s reluctance there is great repentance as a result of God’s sovereign grace. I hope you enjoy this final installment on the book of Jonah.





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