For forty days the rain fell on the earth as Noah and his family watched aboard the ark. Slowly, the sin-cursed world was covered with water until nothing else was visible.
I imagine the waiting was perhaps most difficult for Noah and all on board. When would these rains and flooding end? When would God act to restore the earth? How many days would this animal barge float on the waves before land could be seen again? Are we there yet?
Waiting is perhaps one of the most difficult things in our lives. Waiting for results from a medical test. Waiting for a friend to come for the weekend. Waiting for a job during unemployment.
This ||40days|| journey is a journey of waiting. Our world was aching with unknown waiting when Jesus came upon earth as the Messiah. In this journey we remember and once again enter into the waiting of the earth for a Savior.
This journey is also a one of waiting for God to act in our own lives. God’s timetable, as is often said, is not our own. Knowing that does not necessarily make the waiting easier: the waiting for relief; the waiting for our needs; the waiting for freedom; the waiting for friendship.
But in all the waiting, we come to the Lord who is God both of our movement and our waiting. We speak from the depths of our souls the words of the psalmist:
I waited patiently for the Lord;
he inclined to me and heard my cry.
He drew me up from the pit of destruction,
out of the miry bog,
and set my feet upon a rock,
making my steps secure.
He put a new song in my mouth,
a song of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear,
and put their trust in the Lord. (Psalm 40:1-3, ESV)
[You can read the biblical account of Noah and the flood in Genesis 6-9.]