On Tuesday we were singing one of the (many) songs about being free, and I had this picture:...
I imagined all the animals being let out of the ark and all charging and whooping down the gang plank in a load of chaos and noise, glad to be out of the ark, eager to explore the fresh new world that was waiting.
Wouldn't it have been strange if, having been saved from the flood waters, they stayed stuck in the gloomy stinking ark?
I thought it was a bit like us. We can live as people who have been technically saved but don't enjoy the new life. We just sit there gloomy and dreary and bored. Or we can go running and shouting and yelling into the fullness and excitement of new life that God has got for us.
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