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Wait a week...

My goal: write something every day, long or short, eloquent or brief... just to force my brain to spill out words.

This one is going to be short... -er... than yesteray's post.

Our God is the most merciful God in the whole universe.  Of course, He's the only true God, so there's not really any other god to compare him with, but you understand me.


For example, after all the animals on the face of the earth, went traipsing into Noah's ark, two by two, somehow filing in an orderly, anti-chaotic fashion, God left the gigantic, gopher wood portal open for one whole week.  It had already taken Noah, his wife, his three sons, and their three wives, 50+ years to build the boat, prepare victuals, and gather the creatures.  Why not open the floodgates of heaven and springs of the earth as soon as the last rabbit, dinosaur, or penguin had boarded?  Surely, all the people of the earth had seen what Noah's clan had been up to, and knew what Noah believed would happen?


I think it was God's mercy.  I believe God wanted to give everyone else one more chance to admit they have sinned against the Most High God, and be rescued from worldwide catastrophe.  God loved each one, but they refused.


This second example, I'm not so sure of.  But when the 1,000,000 + Israelites stomped around the city of Jericho, why did they walk around for six days and on the seventh day, walk around seven times?  God had given the city into their hands.  Why wait any longer?  And it's not like the Israelites held the city under siege.  This means people could walk in and out.  They were just to scared to.  But they were given the chance.  Could it be a chance to be a God-fearing Gentile?  Could it be a chance to be a Rahab?  


Perhaps, God was waiting for last minute repenters.  I don't know.  But I know God is good and merciful.

Not sure if I'll have time to post tomorrow, especially if I take a practice exam, so I may just post something that's been sitting in my Drafts section for over 9 months. :-P

Toodles!
~CJ

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