Just a thought I've been tossing about in my brain: Noah and his wife and their three sons and their wives lived on a boat roughly the size of a football field FULL of animals for a year. There wasn't much fresh air in that ark. I'm sure the food, the scenery, and the company got a little boring towards the end of that year. I've been trying to imagine what it would feel like to be Mrs. Noah. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting some more for that water to go down. Waiting. Sending out birds. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting for God to say, "Go out from the ark...". Mrs. Noah must have had a degree of patience that I lack in my life. The Bible doesn't say much about her, but she must have been righteous for God to save her. Just some thoughts...
And I am also comforted and amazed reading the promise that God made to Noah:
Genesis 8:18-22 - So Noah went out, and his sons and his wife and his sons’ wives with him. Every beast, every creeping thing, and every bird, everything that moves on the earth, went out by families from the ark. Then Noah built an altar to the LORD and took some of every clean animal and some of every clean bird and offered burnt offerings on the altar. And when the LORD smelled the pleasing aroma, the LORD said in his heart, "I will never again curse the ground because of man, for the intention of man’s heart is evil from his youth. Neither will I ever again strike down every living creature as I have done. While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease."
Genesis 9:12-13- And God said, "This is the sign of the covenant that I make between me and you and every living creature that is with you, for all future generations: I have set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be a sign of the covenant between me and the earth."