Sermon Tone Analysis

Jonah's Object-Lessons

June 11, 1885

by

C. H.

SPURGEON

(1834-1892)

"And the Lord God prepared a gourd, and made it to come up over Jonah, that it might be a shadow over his head, to deliver him from his grief.

So Jonah was exceeding glad of the gourd.

But God prepared a worm when the morning rose the next day, and it smote the gourd that it withered.

And it came to pass, when the sun did arise, that God prepared a vehement east wind; and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah, that he fainted, and wished in himself to die, and said, It is better for me to die than to live."—.

I want to lay the stress especially upon these three sentences in my text,—

"God prepared a gourd."

"God prepared a worm."

"God prepared a vehement east wind."

The life of Jonah cannot be written without God; take God out of the prophet's history, and there is no history to write.

This is equally true of each one of us.

Apart from God, there is no life, nor thought, nor act, nor career of any man, however lowly or however high, Leave out God, and you cannot write the story of anyone's career.

If you attempt it, it will be so ill-written that it shall be clearly perceived that you have tried to make bricks without straw, and that you have sought to fashion a potter's vessel without clay.

I believe that, in a man's life, the great secret of strength, and holiness, and righteousness, is the acknowledgment of God.

When a man has no fear of God before his eyes, there is no wonder that he should run to an excess of meanness, and even to an excess of riot.

In proportion as the thought of God dominates the mind, we may expect to find a life that shall be true and really worth living; but in proportion as we forget God, we shall play the feel.

It is the feel who says in his heart, "No God," and it is the feel who lives and acts as if there were no God.

In Jonah's life, we meet with God continually.

The Lord bade the prophet go to Nineveh, but instead of going there, he took ship to go to Tarshish.

Quick as thought, at the back of that announcement, we read, "But the Lord sent out a great wind into the sea, and there was a mighty tempest in the sea, so that the ship was like to be broken."

God hurled out the wind as if he had been throwing a thunderbolt after his servant who was seeking to escape from him, and there was such a terrible storm that the shipmen were compelled to cast Jonah overboard.

Then we read, in the 17th verse of the first chapter, "The Lord had prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonah.

And Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights."

God began by preparing a storm, but he went on to prepare a fish.

We do not know what fish it was, and it does not matter; it was one that God made on purpose, and it answered so well that Jonah lived in the fish's belly for three days and three nights, and then he was landed safely, a better man than when he went into the sea, though none too good even then.

You may have found, dear friend, that God has prepared a storm in your life.

There was a tempest which checked you in your career of sin.

You had determined to go to destruction, and you had "paid the fare thereof;" but there came a great trial, something or other that stopped your ship, and threatened utterly to swallow it up.

After that, there came delivering mercy; you who were cast into the sea were, nevertheless, not lost, but saved.

What you judged to be your destruction turned out to be for your salvation, for God had from of old prepared the means of saving you; and he sent you such a deliverance that you were compelled to say with Jonah, "Salvation is of the Lord."

Since that time, I should not wonder if you have seen the hand of God in many very singular ways, possibly in much the same form as Jonah did, not literally, but spiritually.

Especially if you have erred as Jonah did, if you have fallen into ill-humours as he did, you have probably had to bear the same kind of discipline and chastisement.

Let it never be forgotten that Jonah was a man of God.

I often hear great fault found with him, and he richly deserves the condemnation; he was not at all an amiable person; but, for all that, he was a man of God.

When he was in the very depths of the sea, when he appeared to be cut off from all hope, he prayed as none but a man of God could pray: "Out of the belly of hell cried I, and thou heardest my voice."

It takes a real saint to cry out of such a place as Jonah was in,—the living tomb of the belly of the fish.

He was also a man of faith, else had he not been a man of prayer.

But he did still believe in his God; it was even as the result of a mistake that was made by his faith, rather than by his unbelief, that he tried to run away.

He had such regard for God's honor that he could not bear to exercise a ministry which he feared would raise a question about the truthfulness of God, and represent him to be changeable.

So far as his idea of God went, he was faithful to it; his fault mainly lay in that imperfect idea of God which had taken possession of his mind.

Jonah was a man of faith and a man of prayer, and God honored him exceedingly by making his word to turn the whole city upside down.

For my part, I hardly know of any other man who ever had so high an honor put upon him as this man had.

It is just possible that, if you or I had made a king on his throne to come down from it, and robe himself in sackcloth, and if we had seen a whole city—men, women, and children,—all crying out for mercy as the result of one sermon from us, we might have been as greatly foolish, through the intoxication of pride, as this man was foolish through a vehement zeal for God, which happened to take a harsh shape, instead of being tempered, and softened, and sweetened by a recognition of the great love and kindness of God, and by a sweet delight in those gracious attributes of his character.

Jonah was grandly stern amid a wicked generation; he was one of God's "Ironsides."

He was the man for a fierce fight, and he would not hold back his hand from the use of the sword, or do the work of the Lord half-heartedly; he was one who wished to make thorough work of anything he undertook, and to go to the very end of it.

We want more of such men nowadays; he was not lacking in backbone, yet he was lacking in heart; in that respect we would not be like him.

He was singularly strong where so many in these days are grievously weak; perhaps he is all the more criticized and condemned because that virtue which he possessed is so rare to-day.

The faults he had were on that side on which most modern professors do not err; and therefore, Pharisee-like, they are content to condemn the man for that which they do not themselves commit, Because they are not brave enough and strong enough to fall into such a fault.

In my text, we have God very conspicuous in the life of his servant Jonah; and I want to bring out this truth very prominently, that we may also see God in our lives in similar points to those in which he manifested himself to Jonah.

So, we will notice, first, that God is in our comforts: "God prepared a gourd."

Secondly, God is in our bereavements and losses; "God prepared a worm."

Thirdly, God is in our heaviest trials: "God prepared a vehement east wind."

Then, fourthly, what is not in the text in words, but is of the very essence of it, God prepared Jonah:and these three things—the gourd, the worm, and the east wind, were a part of his preparation, the means of making him a fitter and a better man for his Lord's service.

He learned by the gourd, and he learned by the worm, and he learned by the vehement east wind; they were a sort of kindergarten school to which the childlike spirit of Jonah had to go.

He needed to be taught as children in their infancy are taught by object-lessons, and things that they can see; so Jonah went to God's kindergarten, to learn from the gourd, and the worm, and the east wind, the lessons that he would not learn in any other way.

I. So, first, I remind you that GOD IS IN OUR COMFORTS: "God prepared a gourd."

Everything of good that we enjoy, however little it may be, comes from God.

"'Tis God that Hits our comforts high,

Or sinks them in the grave;

He gives, and blessed be his name!

He takes but what he gave."

Let me call your attention to Jonah's comfort, that is, the gourd which God prepared.

It was sent to him when he was in a very wrong spirit, angry with God, and angry with his fellow-men.

He had hidden away from everybody in that bit of a shanty which he had put up for himself outside the city, as if he was a real Timon the man-hater.

Sick of everybody, and sick even of himself, he gets away into this little booth, and there, in discontent and discomfort, he sits watching to see the fate of the city lying below the hill.

Yet God comforted him by preparing a gourd to be "a shadow over his head, to deliver him from his grief."

You know that we are very apt to say of some people, "Well, really, they are of such a trying disposition, they fret about nothing at all, and they worry themselves when they have no cause for it; we have no patience with them."

That is what you say, but that is not how God acts.

He does have pity upon such people, and he has had patience with many of you when you have been of the number of such people.

Why, I do not believe that any man here would have proposed to make a gourd grow up to cover the head of the angry prophet; we should much more likely have called a committee meeting, and we should have agreed that, if the discontented brother liked to go and live in a booth, he had better work the experiment out; it would probably be for his good, and make him come back and live in the city properly, like other people!

Though he was left to feel the cold by night, and the heat by day, it was entirely his own choice; and if a person chooses such a residence, it is not for us to interfere!

That is how men talk, and men are so exceedingly wise, you know; but that is not how God talks, and he is infinitely wiser than any of his creatures.

His wisdom is sweetly loving, but ours sometimes curdles into hardness.

What think ye, brothers and sisters, has not God sent us many comforts when we did not deserve them; when, on the contrary, we had made a rod for our own back, and might well have reckoned upon being made to smart?

Yet God has sent us comforts which have relieved us of the sorrow which we foolishly brought upon ourselves, and made us stay the fretfulness which was our own voluntary choice.

God has been wonderfully tender with us, even as a mother is with her sick child.

Have you not found it so, brothers and sisters?

Well, now, look back upon your past life, and think that all the comforts which came to you when you deserved to be left without them, came from God, and for them all let his name be blessed.

Further, notice, that the comfort which came to Jonah was exactly what he wanted.

It was a gourd, a broad-leaved plant, very probably the castor-oil plant, which botanists call Palma Christi, because of its resemblance to the human hand.

In its native country, it grows very rapidly, so that it would speedily afford a welcome shade from the heat; whatever kind of gourd it was, God prepared the plant, and it was exactly the kind to shield Jonah from the burning heat of the sun.

The Lord always knows how to send us just the very comfort that we most require.

There is many a mother who has had only one of her children spared to her, but what a comfort that one child has been!

I have heard one good woman say, "My dear daughter is such a joy to me, she is everything I could wish."

Or it may be that God has sent to you some other form of earthly comfort, which has been altogether invaluable to you; it has been a screen from the great heat of your trouble, "a shelter in the time of storm."

Whenever you get such an invaluable blessing, praise God for it.

Do not let your gourd become your god, but let your gourd lead you to your God.

When our comforts become our idols, they work our ruin; but when they make us bless God for them, then they become messengers from God, which help toward our growth in grace.

Note, next, that God sent this comfort to Jonah at the right time.

It came just when he needed it; when he was most distressed, then it was that the gourd came up in a night.

The punctuality of God is very notable.

"He never is before his time,

He never is too late."

Just when we need a mercy, and when the mercy is all the more a mercy because it is so timely, then it comes.

If it had come later, it might have been too late; or, at any rate, it would not have been so seasonable, and therefore not so sweet.

Who can know when is the right time like that God who sees all things at a single glance?