The floor of the great abyss ruptured, spewing skyward enormous streams of steam from its belly. It roared in agony as it billowed into a surging mass of catastrophic power, pounding angrily against the ark, which cradled the nucleus of humanity in safety from the judgment upon the earth.
The once calm seas broke open their storerooms and heaved forth their reservoirs as frothing waves. Never having rained before, the windows of heaven now threw open their sluice gates, unleashing their inner resources as great torrents.
For forty days and forty nights, the ark listed from side to side, rising up with the waters.
“And the waters prevailed on the earth one hundred and fifty days.” (Gen. 7:24 NKJV)
God then restrained the waters and made a wind to pass over the surface, and, as the waters began to decrease, the ark rested on top of Mount Ararat.
The Brown-Driver-Brigg’s Hebrew Lexicon gives an interesting definition for Ararat: it means the curse reversed: precipitation of curse. Noah means rest, and its root word basically means to settle down, cause to rest, to deposit, and so on. As the curse reversed, the waters deposited the ark, causing it to rest on Ararat, and so, too, did Noah, probably heaving a big sigh of relief.
After months of the waters receding, Noah sent out a raven that went “to and fro until the waters had dried up from the earth.” (Gen. 8:7 NKJV) Noah also “sent out from himself a dove, to see if the waters had receded from the face of the ground.” (v.8 NKJV)
The dove went out into the world, searching upon the waters of “drifting waste of sin and judgment” (A. B. Simpson) for a resting place. But “the dove found no resting place for the sole of her foot” (v.9a NKJV), so she returned to the ark. And Noah “put forth his hand and drew her to him into the ark.” (v.9a Amp)
Each time the dove returned, Noah welcomed her back, putting forth his hand, and drawing her to himself, to her resting place in the ark.
Isn’t that a comforting thought of our Lord? His graciousness to us is the same as Noah’s was to the dove: Christ is our Ark of safety, our resting place. When we encounter chaotic circumstances, He reaches out His nail-scarred hands and pulls us to Himself, as our ark of comfort and protection in our stormy trials.
As scripture says, “The Lord will certainly deliver and draw me to Himself.” (2 Tim. 4:18 Amp) Interesting. Draw means to rush or draw (for oneself), rescue, deliver, or preserve from.
He lovingly says to us, “Yes, I have loved you with an everlasting love; therefore with lovingkindness I have drawn you.” (Jer. 31:3 NKJV) “In returning [to Me] and resting [in Me] you shall be saved.” (Isa. 30:15 Amp)
Christ clutches His Bride in His eternal arms of love, and says, “As the bridegroom rejoices over the bride, so shall your God rejoice over you.” (Isa. 62:5 NKJV)
Do you roam the earth, flitting about from place to place in search of a place to light upon for rest, peace, or safety? Do you find it? In your unrest, let your weary wings take you back to the Lord, to seek that secure resting place in Him alone.
The Lord continually draws you to Himself by His Spirit. Return to the Ark and find rest unto your soul.
***Hope you don’t mind a remix of an oldie.