* Jesus pray for me
* Dedicated to #TaylorDateTony
* Jonah, pray for me
+-----Taylor Swift Your Kiss Is Like A Whale
Taylor, my heart is like Jonah, the son of
Amittai, a coward, a dastard. Its proclivity
for cravenness an inheritance by bloodline.
You see, even though I wish to sip coffee
and hold your hands, a short sail
on the pleasant wind and waves of your
charming voice and blue eyes to Ninevah,
these feet are firmly rooted seaside. Im scared.
When I dream about you, I cant sleep.
Fear of your rejection overtakes me- dream
phantom, breaker of hearts, repose terrorist
with cruel red eyes that thrive without moonlight,
glow on my loneliest of nights. And I know
its port town of Joppa is calling for me like a
divine edict of inner conviction, a metropolis
of my wild and untamed emotions that
should be confronted and courtship repentance
preached in its ears. But my romantic courage
is too frail. The past pains of girls' dating
refusals shriek “Tony, flee to Tarshish!!!”
“Board a ship to that remote country of myth,
of sad pagans forsaking love (or whom love
has forsaken).” Oh babes, look at this mess!
Please rescue me from languishing without you,
drifting to the world's flat edge soulless, on
regret’s wooden ship with putrid thoughts
of never marrying - scruffy sailors ignorant
of God! Your desire would be a mighty wind
flinging me into penitent raging seas, your kiss
a comfort large enough to swallow up
my dread of no girlfriend. A Starbuck’s latte
with you would be like the 3 days and 3 nights
of lush blonde hair and melodious singing
in the belly of a whale that saves my life.
----Jonah Chapter 1
The word of the Lord came to Jonah son of Amittai: “Go to the great city of Nineveh and preach against it, because its wickedness has come up before me.” But Jonah ran away from the Lord and headed for Tarshish. He went down to Joppa, where he found a ship bound for that port. After paying the fare, he went aboard and sailed for Tarshish to flee from the Lord. Then the Lord sent a great wind on the sea, and such a violent storm arose that the ship threatened to break up. All the sailors were afraid and each cried out to his own god. And they threw the cargo into the sea to lighten the ship. But Jonah had gone below deck, where he lay down and fell into a deep sleep. The captain went to him and said, “How can you sleep? Get up and call on your god! Maybe he will take notice of us so that we will not perish.” Then the sailors said to each other, “Come, let us cast lots to find out who is responsible for this calamity.” They cast lots and the lot fell on Jonah. So they asked him, “Tell us, who is responsible for making all this trouble for us? What kind of work do you do? Where do you come from? What is your country? From what people are you?” He answered, “I am a Hebrew and I worship the Lord, the God of heaven, who made the sea and the dry land.” This terrified them and they asked, “What have you done?” (They knew he was running away from the Lord, because he had already told them so.) The sea was getting rougher and rougher. So they asked him, “What should we do to you to make the sea calm down for us?” “Pick me up and throw me into the sea,” he replied, “and it will become calm. I know that it is my fault that this great storm has come upon you.” Instead, the men did their best to row back to land. But they could not, for the sea grew even wilder than before. Then they cried out to the Lord, “Please, Lord, do not let us die for taking this man’s life. Do not hold us accountable for killing an innocent man, for you, Lord, have done as you pleased.” Then they took Jonah and threw him overboard, and the raging sea grew calm. At this the men greatly feared the Lord, and they offered a sacrifice to the Lord and made vows to him. Now the Lord provided a huge fish to swallow Jonah, and Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights
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