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Specifics matter.
While reading the story of Noah in Genesis 6-9, I noted the number of very specific instructions Noah received.
He received the exact measurements for the ark and the type of wood with which to build it.
He received instructions on which animals to take and how many (a male and female of each kind).
Instructions were even given as to the food to be taken on board.
The story also recounts the exact days it rained, when the floodgates opened and how long it took for the water to recede.
It also tells us exactly how old Noah was, to the day, when the earth was completely dry again.

It was absolutely fascinating to me to note all these very specific things about one of my favorite Bible stories.

As I was pondered the significance of all these numbers, I really felt the importance of specifics. Yes, there are times in life when there are not exact instructions but there are definitely times when there are; and those times, we ought to specifically follow those instructions.

These thoughts challenged me to expect specifics from God and when I receive them, to follow them exactly.

God designed the world around us with numerous exact measurements. He is a God of order, not chaos.
He brings peace, not confusion.
Specially speaking, He is the most meticulous designer that ever created.

What chapter(s) are you reading? What's something new you've learned?

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