But God remembered Noah and all the beasts and all the livestock that were with him in the ark. And God made a wind blow over the earth, and the waters subsided.
Can you imagine how Noah must be feeling here? The world he knows is literally drowning outside his door, he’s been stuck in an ark for nearly half a year, and has no idea when the flood waters will subside. From an aerial view, that ark, like his life, must look like a tiny speck of driftwood floating aimlessly on an endless abyss. So when Genesis 8:1 opens by saying that “God remembered Noah,” I find that deeply comforting, because it’s the question that stings us most during times of sorrow: has God forgotten me? That’s how David felt as he fled from Saul. That’s how John the Baptizer felt during his years in Herod’s prison. And that’s how our own Lord felt under the crushing weight of Golgotha’s cross. I wonder, friend: is that how you feel right now?
Take heart from God’s faithfulness. Not only will your Father send that storm-silencing wind over your own sorrow at just the right moment, but He’s holding you fast in the ark of His love till it comes.