I think it was while I was reading over the psalms, that I had this realization:
Jesus is a sort-of new Noah.
Paul makes it clear that Jesus is the new Adam.
Folks like Rob Bell make it clear that Jesus is the new Moses, leading us out of our own Egypts and into a promised land.
But I’d never much considered it before: Jesus is also a new Noah.
He is the one righteous man in a world gone terribly wrong. As the world headed toward destruction, Noah was hard at work creating a vessel that would usher the remnants of that old world into a new age.
A time of trial occured, as the world fell apart. But Noah’s construction did not. It bridged the world before the flood to the world after the flood. The occupants on board, they were the seeds of the people that populated that world after.
Metaphorically speaking, we are the animals onboard the arc. But we are also Noah’s family, and even Noah himself. Noah spent centuries building the arc. We have spent milenia building the church: sometimes building it according to plan, and making a thing that will lead us to the next world, other times tearing it down and making it less “sea worthy” than it would have been.
These thoughts brush up against all sorts of areas a bit outside my comfort zone: What about the people not inside the metaphorical new arc? Doesn’t this just confirm the knuckle-headed premises of escape theology, where people got gleeful about watching the earth go down and use God as their frequent flier miles to get to heaven?
I don’t think that this mind set has to go there. Despite the dangers it’s a pretty interesting way, I think, of looking at things:
Maybe the most interesting aspect is that it’s just one more example of a place that God gave us a little foretaste of what was coming, thousands of years before it came.