God’s Bow in the Clouds

“I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth. And it shall come to pass, when I bring a cloud over the earth, that the bow shall be seen in the cloud: And I will remember my covenant, which is between me and you and every living creature of all flesh; and the waters shall no more become a flood to destroy all flesh.” (Genesis 9:13-15 KJV)

But every covenant makes a claim on both parties. Don’t nit-pick over the English translation; this is Hebrew parabolic language and the other party is all Creation, but surely the keystone is humanity living in this realm of existence after the Fall. We can hardly envision how radically the earth changed after the Flood because we can’t imagine what it was like before, only that it was very different. However, so long as you can see a rainbow, the Covenant of Noah applies to all human life.

We’ve had a patch of stormy weather lasting several days here in Oklahoma. I suppose you could say God has treated our little hilltop here like the Ark, because it has left us largely untouched, albeit pretty wet. Our biggest clean-up issue will be mowing very tall greenery once the ground is dry enough to permit the use of mowers. I’ll have to borrow a powered one because it’s already more than my poor little reel mower can handle.

But had the Lord seen fit to crush our mobile home in a tornado or rolled it with howling winds seen in other places near here, we would have blessed His name and gone looking for His new provision of housing. Those of us determined to submit to the demands of Noah will surely see the blessed provision promised with it.

I’m performing a wedding evening, and the storms for the day have already passed. That gives time for the flooding to receded from low-lying areas. We live among hills and valleys here, so any direction you go will mean crossing at least one or another overflowing stream. Do you suppose our drought is broken now?

We aren’t fearful, but we know all too well that the man-made storms won’t be so kind to us. I have a relentless and immeasurable sense of divine calling, so it’s more than just Noah driving me to prepare my own ark. Some of you may know that I’ve been struggling mightily with the Lord, trying to get some idea, some vision, some image of what direction I should look so I can follow His call. For now, all I have is some vague expectation that my computer skills will be the ostensible path. This is the handle by which I will open the door to His future for me.

As long as people keep using computers and connecting to the Internet, I have some idea how I can bring Him glory. I’m praying that you who sense His calling have at least that much to go on.