Show Don't Tell: Genesis 6:9-22

Instead of saying "God told Noah to build an ark," put a hammer in his hand. Six hundred years old, Noah hears dimensions that make no sense: 450 feet long, 75 feet wide, 45 feet high. Imagine the first tree falling, the first plank cut, the neighbors gathering to watch the old man build a boat in a world that has never seen rain. Feel the splinters in his palms, the ache in his aging back, year after year of hammering while others laugh. Smell the pitch—hot and sticky—as he waterproofs a vessel designed for a flood no one believes will come. "Make yourself an ark," God said. Not hire someone. Not pray for one. Make it. Watch Noah's family join him: three sons, three daughters-in-law, one wife. Eight people against the world. And when the last nail is driven, the strangest migration begins—animals arriving two by two.