Water surrounds me, yet I can breathe, somehow. The water is hot and cold, thick and turbulent. Am I still alive? I hear his voice. I’ve not heard it since that day, the day I ran from him. He’s heard me, he’s caught me. That is why I’m no longer drowning, why I can fill my lungs with air. O Lord, you brought my life up from the depths. And I hear you saying, this is my mercy, Jonah. Understand: this is my mercy, and you must show it to others.