Into the Great Unknown...

Genesis 6:5-8; 7:13-16 Its been a long time since I really thought about the story of Noah. It is a fun story about a man and his ark. How does he get all those animals on that boat? Did it smell? Was it loud? Even if you can explain to me then how they all fit...where did he store all the food? Those questions aside, I also wonder if Noah knew what he was getting into? We have seen the scene over and over again as people make fun of Noah for building this "ark" and yet he continues to build. I have to think there was doubt in his mind. Even as the animals start coming to him and his family enters the boat, he has to be thinking what he is doing is crazy. But he closes the door, settles in, and begins to ride the wave. For me there is room for doubt when it comes to this season of Advent. What if? That question creeps into my head a lot more than I would like to admit, but slowly I'm beginning to be okay with that. I have to think Noah was "hoping" he was doing the right thing. Just like Anna was "hoping" one day to see the Savior. And like I'm "hoping" a lot of things. Noah wasn't a robot with no feelings, there had to be some questioning and a whole lot of hope.