Last night at the college we were reading the story of Noah and his ark, which to our great loss we relegate to the Sunday school.
We spoke about the flood of darkness and evil that at times seems to overwhelm the world and destroy life.
We spoke of God’s work in restraining evil, how he separated the waters of chaos above the earth from the waters of chaos below, establishing a dry place for human beings to be human.
Of how we are always one step from chaos, kept by the common grace of God, who keeps the waters from submerging us.
We spoke of how the flood was not a random act of violence.
We spoke of how, in Noah’s day the evil and violence of the world felt like an overwhelming flood, and how God gave them over to it.
And how he provided the means to keep people safe through the chaos. In an ark. Shutting them in.
We spoke of how Noah wasn’t alone, but shut in with a community; and that there was no salvation outside of that community.
And of how salvation was also with the animals because their salvation was with and for the whole of creation.
Finally, we spoke of how much faith it takes in our day, in the face of all the apparent evidence, to believe that God will keep his promise and not allow a flood tide of evil to submerge his creation again.
And how these little acts of contributing on TML are subversive acts of defiance against all those who would have us believe that the darkness has won.