a Love Story – a Promise – February 4

a LOVE STORY
February 4, 2021

a Promise

Genesis 6:5-8, ‘Then the Lord saw how great the wickedness of the human race had become on the earth, and that every inclination of the thoughts of the human heart was only evil all the time. And the Lord regretted that He had made human beings on the earth, and His heart was greatly troubled. So the Lord said, “I will wipe from the face of the earth, the human race I have created—and with them the animals and the birds and the creatures that move along the ground—for I regret that I have made them.” But Noah found favor in the eyes of the Lord (NIV).’

Everywhere, Elohim (Creator) looked, water stood. The memory of Eden and its beauty had been growing fainter as the waters grew deeper. Yet the depth was not enough to drown the sorrow He felt nor wipe away the stain of His regret. His Plan had been perfect since the very beginning, but sadly, shaking His head, He realized the Mankind He had created hadn’t been perfect. Not since His enemy had taken to target practice with His beings. Like weeds in His Garden after Adam was no longer there to care for what had once been his destiny, the wickedness had sprouted and begun to grow out of control, thriving in the corrupt mecca through which His enemy had taken to slithering. Adonai (Master) had to consider the consequences of evil, and those consequences culminated in the utter destruction of what He had so loved creating for His beings. There is nothing so deafening as the sound of a dream shattering, the Master thought sorrowfully, the sting of regret still electrifying.

His heart had roved the earth months previously and He had found only one who captured His favor. What evil had danced in the streets and littered the grounds and there was little pleasurable to the Creator to be found. He was disgusted with who He had breathed His breath into and that hurt resonated so deeply within. There was no emptiness inside these beings called people because they satiated themselves repeatedly on filth until they were overflowing with wretchedness. But He remembered Noah who had been obedient and who followed His instruction so Adonai could begin again.
His eyes roved the earth, resting on the wooden structure being tossed by the waves. There was nothing in all the earth to see but these waters that raged. It soon would recede, He decided. Clasping His hands at His chin, He nodded, feeling good about His decision. Quietly, He spoke, “I will make a covenant, a contract, with My beings. Never again will I cause the destruction of the earth by floodwaters. I will seal my Promise with a rainbow, a colorful arc of covenant with My people, so they know I will keep My Word.”

He could see it now, Elohim imagined with intent, a small smile replacing the sadness to which He had grown accustomed. Once more beauty would flourish, the Master knew. An ember would ignite the promise to fan the flame of His hope for a people He wanted for Himself, and who not only He would love, but who wanted Him and would love Him in return. This, He thought, this has to be love.