March 13 | Evening

March 13th, evening.

So he put out his hand and took her and brought her into the ark with him.

Genesis chapter 8 verse 9.

Tired out by her wanderings, the dove finally returns to the ark as her only resting place.

How heavily she flies, she will drop, she will never reach the ark, but she struggles on.

Noah has been looking out for his dove all day long and is ready to receive her.

She has just enough strength to reach the edge of the ark.

She can hardly elight upon it and is ready to drop when Noah puts forth his hand and

pulls her in under him.

Note that brought her into the ark with him.

She do not fly right in herself because she was too fearful or too weary to do so.

She flew as far as she could and then he put out his hand and pulled her in with him.

This act of mercy was shown to the wandering dove and she was not scolded for her wanderings.

Just as she was, she was pulled into the ark.

So you seeking sinner, with all your sin will be received.

Only return, those are God's two gracious words, only return.

What?

Nothing else?

No.

Only return.

She had no olive branch in her mouth this time.

Nothing at all, but just herself and her wanderings.

But it is only return and she does return and Noah pulls her in.

Fly, fainting one.

Fly, dove, as you are.

Though you imagine yourself to be as black as the raven with the filth of sin, come back

to the Saviour.

Every moment you delay increases your misery.

Your attempts to plume yourself and make yourself fit for Jesus are all vanity.

Come to him, just as you are.

If you are running and hiding from God, then return as a backslider, with all your backsliding

is about you.

Return, return, return, Jesus is waiting for you.

He will stretch forth his hand and pull you in, in, to himself, your heart's true home.

This has been morning and evening, a production of Crossway.