The story of Noah is deeper than any of us realizes. He sent that dove out not as a means of getting to understand nature. This was no ordinary hobbyist testing his favorite race-dove. No. This was life or death. He didn't understand the nature of the beast either, what was out there and what wasn't. He wanted to see if it was safe out and, if by some steamy chance, there was anything out there at all. Which is pretty archetypal when you really think about it. Maybe there was nothing for him. Maybe it was all in vain. That dove was his only hope. God told him to do it so he did it.
God can do a lot of stuff for us if we let Him. We only have to trust and let that dove out on occasion to see if things are okay and if it's God's will it'll happen. Sometimes we send a raven out there. In my own life I face a similar predicament right now. All is storms and no land in sight. I just sent out a raven. Now I'm sick of the storms. They blow my house in and they make me look stupid in front of everyone including my neighbors. It's one thing to have a storm with no one looking on, but when the whole world can see you're woebegone and have nothing to rely on, it's a waste of one's God-given lifeblood. They laugh at you. The more you try the more they laugh.
Then you send out the raven Voosh voosh! Off he goes into the horizon, and it comes back with nothing in hand. Not a blade of grass, not a simple sign of life. Not even an ugly worm. Then you send out that dove. He flies against the sun in the most beautiful fashion. Then he returns with something that you didn't think to be real until you see it.
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