When Obedience Feels Unfair — But It’s Still Holy

Date: June 8, 2025 (Sunday was a busy one yall, but it's here today)

Inspired by Jonah 4 & the Journal of Solé Amari

Sometimes it’s not disobedience we wrestle with—it’s obedience that doesn’t make sense. Obedience that humbles us. Obedience that asks us to let go, walk away, or bless what we wanted to burn down.

That’s where Jonah was.

And that’s where I found myself yesterday.

I walked into a room with glow and grace. A woman prophesied over me before I said a word. “I see a degree on you.” And though she likely meant education, Heaven was confirming elevation. Authority. Mantle. Assignment. What she didn’t know is that I almost forfeited all of that—for history that couldn’t go with me.

I’m finally seeing what my sisters saw before I had the courage to say it out loud:

He can’t grow with me.

It’s not bitterness. It’s not shame. It’s Jonah 4 obedience—the kind that leaves you sitting in the heat, asking God why you were sent to do the right thing for the wrong crowd. But God responds with the same answer: “Should I not care?”

Yes, He should.

Yes, He does.

And yes—I still have to go.

This isn’t about punishment. It’s about placement. I was never supposed to stay in Nineveh. I was just sent to release the Word. Now, it’s time to keep moving. Because my assignment isn’t tied to who listens—it’s tied to my obedience.

Jonah 4 reminded me:

I don’t get to choose how God extends mercy.

I just get to choose whether or not I stay faithful in the heat of it.

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Today’s Prayer:

Lord, thank You for not letting me stay in places You only sent me through. Thank You for exposing my pride, softening my anger, and reminding me that obedience is still holy, even when it hurts. I trust You. I follow You. And I release what can’t grow with me.

Amen and Shalom,

Solé Amari