My fifth grader has begun quizzing me about “backpack rules” in middle school. Will she need to use her regular backpack? Will the teachers require a string bag instead? Will she have binders for her classes and, if so, could they possibly fit into a string bag or will she need a brand new extra-large string bag, perhaps?
She entertains new thoughts daily about whether to choose band or chorus. Yesterday, it was definitely band but maybe chorus. How could she decide and how will this decision impact future high school and career decisions?
A season of new. That is where we are. This school year, my oldest started high school and my baby started kindergarten. Next year, I have another daughter heading to high school for the first time and this girl starting middle school.
From a year of new to another year of new.
Fresh starts and new beginnings are exhilarating and terrifying. But there’s a whole added layer of making decisions in the midst of that . I’ve been coaching my kids to pray personally because I can’t choose for them and I don’t know the perfect answer or how to chart their course for every decision in the future.
I can pray for them, but I can’t pray instead of them. They have to begin to “take it to the Lord in prayer.”
We all tremble a bit on the edges of these new things, and I wonder how it is that Noah walked off of that ark into an absolutely brand new, completely fresh start of a world.
I’ve always imagined Noah and his family sprinting out of the ark like they were five-year-olds coming downstairs on Christmas morning.
Hurray! No more feeding and cleaning animals. No more confinement. No more lack of fresh air and limited sunlight. No more stench and no more noise and no more confined space without anywhere to breathe and to be alone.
Who wouldn’t want off the ark?
This year, for the first time ever, I’ve wondered if it was perhaps hard to leave.
Noah took decades to build the ark, and then he and his family lived on the ark for about another year.
That’s maybe around 80 years of his life fully invested in the ark—the preparation of the ark, the moving onto the ark and all of the day-to-day grind of living on the ark.
The ark wasn’t just confining, it was also salvation. The ark was refuge, protection, assurance of God’s promises and His mighty hand. The ark was safe and it was an ever-present reminder of God’s holinesss and His mercy.
Everything they knew about the pre-flood world would be different when they stepped off that ship. All the people they knew, all the cities they had seen, all the geography and landscape and weather gone or changed.
They had to leave the ark they knew to step into a world they no longer knew.
How exactly did Noah do it? How did he keep sending out the raven and the doves in hopes they’d find dry land, knowing that that ark was a temporary stopping place?
Me—I’m not a fan of temporary. And I’m not one to eagerly anticipate a revolutionary life change.
But Noah kept moving forward, obedient to the call to build, obedient to the call to move in, obedient to the call to move out.
God said to Noah:
“Come out of the ark…” (Genesis 8:15-16 NIV).
This is what Noah did:
” So Noah came out…Then Noah built an altar to the Lord and, taking some of all the clean animals and clean birds, he sacrificed burnt offerings on it” (Genesis 8:18&20 NIV).
Noah obeyed and Noah worshiped. He didn’t know what this new life in this new world would be like. He simply exited the old ark and immediately built the altar of praise.
Maybe Noah’s willingness to keep moving forward with the Lord came from his long testimony of God being faithful. What God said, He did. What God promised, came to be.
Noah could recall the Word of the Lord, the moment those firsts animals showed up in pairs to enter the ark, how God shut the door with His own mighty hand, how the rains came just as God said, and how the flood waters rose—and how God saved them.
God was faithful. God would always be faithful.
Isn’t this true for me? Isn’t this true for us? We have the testimony of God’s faithfulness to help us be brave, to help us obey with courage, to help us take one more step forward and then another.
But you, O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious,
slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness.
Psalm 86:15 ESV
I love this—to think that it was hard for Noah to leave the ark, the place God had provided to literally save his life resonates with me. I think of really, really hard seasons of my life where the circumstances were awful, but in it God was so close. Those are times that I wanted out of and weirdly wanted back in as soon as they were done. Whew! survived the crisis but man do I miss the intimacy with Jesus that total dependency on Him brings.