The sudden movement caught everyone by surprise even though they had been
expecting it. But the surprise was not due to the sudden movement itself, but by its’ lack of
violence. The Ark was free!
But that gentle shudder lasted only a moment. Immediately afterwards the ship seemed
to buck as a wave caught it and lifted the bow upwards. Noah wondered if the ship was
going to capsize.
“Hold on everyone,” he hollered.
That command was unnecessary, as everyone was already gripping the window frame
tightly. As the bow pointed skyward, rain entered the window drenching everyone. Then
just as suddenly the ship righted itself.
Still holding firmly to the window, Noah reached over and took Naamah’s hand. She
smiled at him and took Shem’s hand. Each one followed suit until all were linked together.
Noah bowed his head and prayed.
“O God, thank You for Your great salvation. Today, we witness a great miracle. It
saddens me that so many must die. But they chose death over You.”
He paused and looked out the window. At that moment he found himself facing
Majestic. The waves had moved the Ark towards the mountain, so much so that he was
momentarily afraid of crashing into the trees that still rose above the water. He was close
enough that he could see the entrance to the caverns. And he could see a man standing by a
tree staring at him. O Jareb, he thought in anguish, is that you?
“My Lord,” he resumed, “my heart goes out to those poor souls who have trusted in a
mountain for their salvation. They are doomed, as is the man who led them there. I love
Jareb. But he never truly loved or trusted You. I know that death awaits him and all who
followed him. I want to pray for mercy, but I cannot.”
He paused again, looking out. The man had disappeared inside. All he could see were
the poor souls struggling up the mountainside, not knowing they were doomed.
“Dear Lord,” he continued, “we thank You for Your protection. We commit ourselves
into Your hands. Amen.”
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