Written by my friend mitch. but profound none the less

As the title suggests. this was written by my good friend mitch. so all credit goes to him. but it was something that challenged me big time. and i thought i would share it with you guys





So. This morning, as I was eating my cereal, I was reading about Noah (Genesis 6,7 & 8) and what a fun little story it is! Perhaps it seems like a story that everyone knows, sunday school, and I guess it is. Thing I love is how God works through the bible in new ways all the time! No matter how many times you've read a particular passage or heard a certain story there is more that God can and will show you through it.

Anyway, I'm reading away, somewhere about Verse 15 in Chapter 8 where it says something to the effect of 'Release all of the animals so they can be fruitful and multiply, filling the earth'. Thing is there were only two of each animal to do the fruitful multiplication gig. I don't know about you, but I'm cautious kind of guy, I like to have a few fail safes in place when I'm planning something. If this had of been me and God said, take two of each animal to repopulate the earth, I would have been skeptical of the tactic to say the least. I probably would have argued with God, and maybe would have tried to sneak a few more of the cuter critters onto the Ark as well and disguise them as furniture or kids toys. TWO ANIMALS. What happens if one of the animals gets sick (everything would have been mighty damp, lots of room for infection!) or hurt (I've seen a brand new $50,000+ stud bull be rendered useless to everyone but McDonalds by the careless stepping of one of his girlfriends) or lost or or what if they got off the boat and the two anteaters simply decided that they didn't like each that much after all, decided to split up all their possessions half and half and went their serperate ways? I'm not going to be joining Greenpeace anytime soon but I do like animals, you'd think Noah would have been allowed to take some extra cattle on board just to ensure that a good steak could be had in generations to come or a couple more pigs so that his great great grandkids could know the rapture of a bacon and eggs brunch. But no. God was specific, and surprise surprise true to his word. He looked after the animals. They were fruitful. They multiplied. We still have anteaters, we still have cows, we still have bacon. Praise God.

I don't know if Noah had any of these doubts going in, maybe he did, maybe he was too distracted by the other major issues of Ark building, snooty neighbours and impending global distruction, maybe he was a man of quiet faith. It leaves me with a question though, when God's speaks into my life. How much faith do I have?