Writing My Name

humpback whale underwater

Did Jonah write his name on the wall

of the belly of the whale,

leave his mark,

press his flesh into the immutable

will of God

in this time the Bible says

he was shut up—

to become who he really was?

Is there somewhere I need to do that: embrace

the will of God in a deeper, more inside-out

way along the path?

We can risk mistaking ourselves for limited human beings. But because we are created in the image of God and because He is the creator of all, including these truly beautiful, mystifying creatures called whales; and because the Bible is full of stories that stretch our limited understanding past marked political or philosophical boundaries, we can rejoice. We can relax. We can take pleasure knowing there is much more going on than we can possibly see, tell or explain. And so, we make our mark. We live our lives. And we don’t really know how big a splash that will make, do we? Until someone reads our story, and asks – what about that? This poem appears in my book, Quiet Waters.

Published by Dayna E. Mazzuca

Contemplative Christian Poet, Author & Speaker

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