Read Genesis 9:18-28
Today’s reading was an obscure little story wasn’t it? A real life example. Noah was enjoying the fruits of his labor, literally. I had to read it several times to figure out what the significance might be. Maybe there was something I was missing in translation? Maybe there was a hidden meaning for the people of that time? Maybe it was just another example of how history was being quantified. After all, one might wonder why the Canaanites were always more impoverished and served as slaves.
Then I saw it! Ham should have just covered up his father and been done with it. Why did he have to make a big deal and go tell his brothers? It was like he was tattling on his own father. Not many of us have seen our parents naked. Why? I’m not sure. Maybe it’s a respect or modesty thing. People, in general, are just a little high strung about nakedness. As a society we have adopted the idea that showing the body is sexual, scandalous, private, etc. God made us naked, it was only after sin entered the world that nakedness became a problem.
So the older two boys were trying to protect their father in case someone else were to “accidentally” see. For that, their father blessed them and their descendants. Ham, on the other hand, received a curse. I bet he was rethinking his actions!
We are continuing in the “pre-history” portion of Genesis. The use of stories here helps explain how certain things came to be. The age-old question, “Why am I here?” will remain as we uncover God’s will for our individual lives. However, “How did I get here?” is answered a bit in these passages. We all have a history. We all share the same one at this point in time.
Lest we get caught up in details again, we can take away the importance of respecting the Father from this reading. God deserves our respect. While it is good to talk about him to others, we must do so with reverence and not flippantly or disrespectfully. You never know when you will be talking to someone who needs to hear from God.
Yesterday I met a woman for the second time. She was admiring our dog at the vet’s office. She said she doesn’t go to church. She just doesn’t believe in it. She grew up Catholic and will never set her foot in a church again. She is aligning herself with Buddhist tradition. She has obviously been hurt and needs to know the loving God I know. It’s times like those that I just let Jesus shine through.
Let’s pray. Lord, I love you with my whole heart. I thank you for opportunities to share my faith. When they come I ask for you to give me the words to speak. Help me to tell my story as you would like it told. I pray that I am always respectful of you and your power. That power is dwelling inside me, may I not forget! In Jesus’ name. Amen.