Let's face it, Christianity is not for everyone.If you've made such huge strides in holiness that you deem grace a crutch for those still handicapped by sin, if you detect the faint applause of angels clapping their wings at your obedience, if you've led such an exemplary life that you've landed a spot on heaven's honor roll, then you’ll feel like you’re slumming in Christianity.
For too long I have remained silent. I’ve bit my tongue while people—preachers in particular—have drug my name through the mud, using me as a don’t-be-like-him example. A man can take only so much. And I’ve taken more than my fill. It’s time to speak, to defend my honor, to present my case. I am Jonah, the unnamed “older brother” in that embarrassing tale that the rabbi from Nazareth told. And since you’ve heard his side of the story, now hear mine.