Chase God’s wonderfully created light show with Noah and his Family in this fanciful, fictional tale. In it we discover there is always time for the whole family to chase fireflies!
Take a moment and imagine the sun sinking low, while the fire of Noah’s sacrificial altar is still glowing.
Merry eyes of our stalwart “Master & Commander” patriarch reflect wisdom from the glow of radiant light. The light of a righteous walk with God from within him echoes the fire emanating off the rugged sacrificial rock.
The fire glow prefigures the visit John will receive over two thousand years later from the resurrected Jesus on the equally rugged island of Patmos.
The last animal has been sacrificed as the rainbow of promise fades. It fades only to return again in faithful remembrance of the promise made never to flood the whole earth again.
Noah darts his eyes slowly back and forth to count heads, but not the heads of the animals. He looks over intently at his three boys, and beckons them with slow and steady exhortation. The exhortation to obey directed at his boys is more than mere terse exhortation. On this occasion his exhortation has a slight musical feel to it.
“Hearken to my voice.
I know you are weary eyed with the lowering of the sun, but ours is a time of rejoicing!”
Shem stops tending to the clean animals that are now roaming free in their own small flocks and herds. Japheth and Ham have been tending to the matter of missing goods. Now they must settle the argument right here and now. They know that their father Noah is a patient man. Yet, they know not to test his patience in defiance. This exchange takes place while Noah wisely recognizes the need to give them the few moments to settle whatever it is they are contending.
Across the way, Japheth locks eyes with Ham in brotherly anger. A fire of a different sort burns between them.
Japheth slowly breaks his stare with Ham, stating, “There is a way that I have determined…
There is a way that I have determined in my own eyes of how to deal with thieves!”
Ham interjects into Japheth’s taunt with his own threat,
“No. You are mistaken.
I have a right to your property.
You have always been favored of father over me.”
Japheth widens his fire-lit eyes, clenches his jaw and slowly wags his head in incensed anger at his brother’s accusation of unfair privilege. But this does not stop the antagonism of his brother who persists in an entitled rant. Ham continues his accusation stating in a blithe tone,
“Work for you is a dance on the gentle breeze.
Well, well, well,…” Ham’s words are hamstrung in his own realization that a clever quip is all he can muster. He realizes his indictment against his brother consists only of his own petty jealousy that he has fostered over the years.
Ham shakes his skeleton-like emaciated arm up in the air in defiance declaring, “Well, my work is best delivered of spite through might…. Delivered to whom I wish in a whirlwind.”
Japheth stares at his brother in amazement of the silly comeback he has just heard.
Ham indignantly continues, “You just survived a huge, watery whirlwind.
Don’t tempt another far fiercer than the first.
Besides, this truly was my first offense against thee.”
Japheth’s glare pierces the thin veneer of self-aggrandizement used to hold up the stickly frame of his brother. In Japheth’s response anger rages,
“Must I ask what you mean by this threat?”
Ham changes his tune at the thought of retribution. He slithers down on his knees to the mud in the same fashion as an uncoiled chain.
He takes a deep breath.
And calmly, as if nothing were the matter places his hands in the air to signal surrender (insincerely) saying,
“Please brother! Forgive me of my trespass.
I am sorry. I have returned your crystals.
I will not use anything of the sort for those purposes that offend you.”
Japheth can sense the glaring look of his father by the alter and states tersely,
“Those purposes offend the One True, Living God! I forgive you. Do not let it happen again. You will not play the sloth in your life of un-productive leisure and entitlement, while I work to fund such folly. ”
Japheth, now satisfied having his crystals back whistles his shrill signal to Shem. This obedient brother is off with the six remaining sets of sheep that are safely in their fold.
One after another the three boys kneel at the soft, yet thick skin of the mud covered feet of Noah.
Ham speaks up, “Father, pray tell, what is the occasion for our present gathering?”
Noah reassuringly nods to all three boys saying,
“We worked very hard tending these mud encrusted animals. They too are regaining their true land legs, and finding the mud’s gravity… shall we say, irresistible.
Three months waiting in a boat that has rested in these volcanic rocks does not prepare us for this uneven contest of a new land.
For this coming night, we will let bygones settled, lay before us as settled-No matter how uneven the sincerity of one party, or another.
We let the issue rest as we look upon those animals now, which we tended.”
Japheth look’s at Ham with the forgiveness of a brother at these words of their father.
Noah continues, “God has promised us never to flood the earth again, and the glorious bow of the sky is His sign to us of his faithfulness.
One Godly act of praise that should be done now is to rejoice in the Lord of our salvation. Know ye that Methuselah in his old age still would sing unto the Lord even in hushed song at his passing in that week before the coming of the waters.”
Shem shoots up in excitement to say, “Father, let us sing a new song.”
Japheth agrees with his head nodding in charming smiles of anticipation as Shem continues, “Father, allow me to hum the new tune!”
Noah, in his wise and loving gaze at his son, responds in jovial chuckles. With an approving nod (in like fashion) the song is set.
As the new tune flows in languid tones and rythms, Noah claps his hand in sync to the new tune of praise. Japheth procures his hand-made flute.
Accordingly, he pipes a matching tune.
As the song is born Shem leaps in joy with rhythmic dance twirling farther from the stream of sacrificial blood that did cascade from the altar as his song fills the night air.
Just then the first spark and twinkle from a summer firefly sparkles in the twilight of the new day, reckoned new by the sun fall.
Shem breaks the tune of the song with ecstatic utterance to say,
“Could Adam, Jared, or even Enoch have imagined in their kingly Malki Tzedek hearts that after judgement could come such joy and celebration with God. God brought us both a rainbow, closely followed by flying light from His tiny flyers?
In all the wisdom and words of edification they passed unto us as our ‘hall of faith’; could they have prepared us to feel such joy unspeakable.
His word to you Father was faithful! And, we are the benefactors, and inheritors of the Earth!”
The joy was so complete that Shem did not even realize that his outburst of joy began to follow the meter, timing, and rhythm of his extemporaneous tune.
And, the celebration carried on till the dawn. As they fell asleep back inside the ark… A low… A distant rumble of thunder peals open the sky a tiny fraction of a care in their heart. They try to ignore that vexation as they fall into early morning slumber. Brotherly love between all three brothers rests soundly too!
As related in the last blog post; this fictional story serves as imaginative fun before the account grows dark again with the Biblical recorded sin of Ham, followed still by the cursing of Canaan.
Still, we can celebrate in likewise fashion in our families. We can do so in light of the New Covenant of reconciliation. And, we can do so in new life in Christ Jesus. It is what Jesus would do!