13 On that very day Noah and his sons, Shem, Ham and Japheth, together with his wife and the wives of his three sons, entered the ark. 14 They had with them every wild animal according to its kind, all livestock according to their kinds, every creature that moves along the ground according to its kind and every bird according to its kind, everything with wings. 15 Pairs of all creatures that have the breath of life in them came to Noah and entered the ark. 16 The animals going in were male and female of every living thing, as God had commanded Noah. Then the Lord shut him in.
17 For forty days the flood kept coming on the earth, and as the waters increased they lifted the ark high above the earth. 18 The waters rose and increased greatly on the earth, and the ark floated on the surface of the water. 19 They rose greatly on the earth, and all the high mountains under the entire heavens were covered. 20 The waters rose and covered the mountains to a depth of more than fifteen cubits. 21 Every living thing that moved on land perished—birds, livestock, wild animals, all the creatures that swarm over the earth, and all mankind. 22 Everything on dry land that had the breath of life in its nostrils died. 23 Every living thing on the face of the earth was wiped out; people and animals and the creatures that move along the ground and the birds were wiped from the earth. Only Noah was left, and those with him in the ark.
24 The waters flooded the earth for a hundred and fifty days. Genesis 7:13-24
It rained for 40 days and the springs came up from the grounds. For five months they were cooped up in the ark with wild animals. Nothing living was left on earth. It was an official Do Over, a reset. They would get a chance to begin again, to make it anew. It must have been exhilarating and frightening all wrapped up. The rest of civilization would depend on 10 people. Hundreds of thousands were given that opportunity but they chose to go their own way. Sound familiar? Sounds like 2019.
As I write this, Easter weekend is around the corner. While it may seem like a diversion from Genesis, it fits right in. The rains have come and gone in Genesis, and the ark inhabitants are waiting to begin life again and to breathe fresh air. We have the benefit of knowing what happened with those 10 people; they didn’t. They must have been worried and confused.
Jesus died on what we call Good Friday; the rest of the world waits in agony for three days for newness of life. We know it’s coming. We anticipate the resurrection. We know the story and the ending, and yet we still want to hear the happy ending to the story.
Sunday is on its way.