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heard of a whale in a freshwater lake, but there it was right before my eyes. It opened its wide jaw and sucked me inside. Its seems that God had called on me to complete a mission and I had chosen to ignore Him. The whale deposited me on the chosen path.</p><p id="3773">Copyright ©2020 by Harley King</p><p id="e61a">If you like this poem, you may also like <b><i>Begging</i></b>.</p><div id="a534" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.

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Jonah, Where Are You?

A Whale of a Story-Poem

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One day while fishing I felt a strong tug on my line and then another. I fought hard to reel in this whopper of a fish only to discover that it was a whale. Now I have never heard of a whale in a freshwater lake, but there it was right before my eyes. It opened its wide jaw and sucked me inside. Its seems that God had called on me to complete a mission and I had chosen to ignore Him. The whale deposited me on the chosen path.

Copyright ©2020 by Harley King

If you like this poem, you may also like Begging.

Spirituality
God
Fishing
Poetry
Humor
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