Noah.
He was the only right one left in a wrong world.
He found favour with the Lord. The Creator gave him the escape route. He followed instructions and he and his family were saved.
Now here he is. He made it through. But here he is. And it’s him and his wife and his three sons and their wives. The first family all on the first couple and the faithfulness of this man.
So here he is. And what will he do? He’ll be a man of the soil. He’ll be a man who tills and tends and at some point he’ll look to enjoy the fruit of his labour. Maybe a little too much. Not maybe a little. Definitely too much. When he wakes up from enjoying that fruit, he comes to understand that the very elements that caused the world to be corrupted still remain. Not just through his drunken stupor, but through the actions of his last born son.
Noah. A man of uprightness and the one who found favour in the sight of God. The one who acknowledged what the Lord had done with acts of worship, now resorts to cursing the foolishness of his son.
Noah. A stalwart in the hall of faith. One with the opportunity to start a lineage through which the Messiah would emerge. The Messiah that would be needed because of the mess that Noah was only too aware of both in his life and the life of those that would follow him.
The faithful and diligent behaviour of his two sons who received a blessing would be the seed of hope. A seed that would have to thrive through very challenging circumstances. The circumstances of men capable of faithful devotion likewise venturing into wayward and rebellious acts of selfishness.
Noah – a reflection of the heights of the humble human example and the realities of the problems man still looks to overcome.
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
