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Noah Found Grace

Was Noah looking for grace? This grace that he found was what seemed to be the "saving" kind of grace. At times it seems that we put Noah on a pedestal and think that he deserved to be saved because he was such a good guy. However, if we do this, we make what Noah did his saving grace. As though he was saved by his works. 

Granted, Noah and his three sons were an incredible team. God gave them a job, and they did it. Their story is so ancient and has been told so many times, that we fail to understand the impact and reality of their work. 

A few years ago my wife and I visited the Ark Encounter in Kentucky. If you haven't been there, you should go. It will help you understand the gargantuan task that Noah and his family took on. I am amazed at the immensity of the project. 

Standing in the shadows of that structure it will hit you, "how did they do it?" That ship became a monument to the faith that Noah put into God's command. God told Noah to build, and Noah built. It took him 120 years to finish his project and during that time he never doubted God. Really? Never doubted? In 120 years he never doubted? Well, we really don't know if he doubted because the Bible doesn't say either way. What we do know is that he finished the job. 

Day after day, week after week, month after month, he kept at the task. His life was on the line and he trusted what God had told him. His faith in God's word was demonstrated in a tremendous way. One hundred and twenty years is a long time to obey isn't it. I often find it hard to obey for one hundred and twenty minutes. Don't you? 

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