ALIVE: Chapter 29 The Big Lie


"I am so hungry! Aren't you Abram?" cried Sarai. "I feel so weak. I can't go another step."

"We are almost to Egypt. There is grain there, and soon we will make bread, and eat lamb stew with spices! Be patient my dear and be strong. God will not let us perish." Abram and Sarai bobbed up and down in syncopated rhythm on tall camels. Every day that went by with very little food made them weaker and more lethargic. Abram thanked God for the camels.

When Sarai stopped speaking, Abram thoughts turned to the future and how he could be noticed as a stranger worthy of Egyptian generosity. Sarai was right, they had moved frequently, but Egypt was different. Egypt was the big city. Certainly there would be food aplenty there brought in from the four corners of the world to feed Pharaoh. It occurred to Abram that the best place to get good food was right in Pharaoh's palace, but he wondered how he could get in. Fortunately Sarai's hunger kept her silent for a very long time. How could he, a pilgrim, attract Pharaoh's attention? What did he have that Pharaoh could possibly want?

Just as they were about to enter Egypt, the solution came to him, but he wondered how he would approach Sarai with his idea. They had known each other since they were children. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his lovely wife, and he was sure she felt the same way about him. Still Abram's thoughts were fixed on ways to tell her his plan, and he wondered if she was hungry enough to play along. Abram did not wonder what God thought about the idea.

He had to just say it, before it was too late. Timing was everything.

"Sarai."

"Yes my dear what is it?"

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Even age has not diminished your elegance."

She replied, "That's kind of you to say, but I feel far from beautiful right now. I haven't even bathed in a month. I feel awful, hungry and dusty and awful."
Abram continued, "I am afraid that when the Egyptians see you, they will say, "This is his wife; then they will kill me, but they will let you live."

"Perish the thought my dear. If you believe that, then let's not go to Egypt! Let's go somewhere else! Surely we can find food back in Ur. Please let's go back to Ur!" she begged.

"The famine is there too my dear. Only in Egypt can we escape the famine. NO. But I have an idea."

"What idea?" She replied with deep curiosity.

Then Abram called up his courage and said very matter of factly, "Let's say that you are my sister, so that it may go well with me because of you, and that my life may be spared on your account."

"Can you be serious my husband?! You know I have never known another man? How could we sustain this farce?"

"Let's think about that later, but for now we will find meat and a soft bed." Abram knew what mattered most to Sarai at that moment, and he knew also that this plan would only work when they first entered Egypt, while they were still strangers, still exotic pilgrims.

Perambula watched this scene in horror! "Lord, this plan is outrageous! How could this man care so much about his own belly that he would give his wife to satisfy it? "

The Lord shrugged his spirit shoulders and answered, "Time will tell."

Perambula replied, "Um Lord, Abram doesn't appear to be trusting you very much. Why did you pick this man? How in the world is a man who is willing to give his wife to Pharaoh to protect himself ...just for a good meal... how on earth is this disloyal man going to help us destroy death?"

God smiled.

Perambula added, "Don't look at me that way! I think you picked the wrong guy."

"Patience Perambula, and quiet!"

God knew that this flight was the first of three significant forays into Egypt where His chosen ones would find refuge.Their infidelity was simply a reoccurring theme that was humankind's natural distrust of God's care, just another of many infidelities God suffered from humankind. He was used to it and didn't expect more. Besides, He would not allow it to go on forever. How God longed for the day, that would certainly arrive, when His children would flee to Him rather than to Egypt. God knew that Abram was not unlike any other man He could have chosen.

Abram was particularly kind and loving to Sarai that evening. The next morning, rather than continue their journey at daybreak as usual, and despite their hunger, which had subsided on its own, they found a spring and washed themselves and their clothes. Sairai's hair was long and flowing; her milky white skin was unusual for that region and very beautiful. Her large blue eyes were clear and deep. Abram admired his lovely bride as if seeing her for the first time. Still, he didn't change his mind. Instead, he gave her time for the idea to settle.

"I wonder what it will be like inside a palace?" said Sarai softly. After so many weeks sleeping in a tent on the hard ground, Sarai was beginning to relish the idea of laying on a thick bed of feathers that she had only heard about, but never even seen. She figured that if her own husband didn't mind, then why should she.

"That's my girl! Are you ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready. Let's go."

When Sarai entered Egypt, two young Egyptian men saw the woman was very beautiful and ran to tell Pharaoh's palace guards about the strangers.

"Come, a new woman has entered our land! She is the most beautiful woman we have seen. Come, look!"

Two large swarthy and very muscular men, like happy puppies, rushed into the village square where Abram and Sarai and their entourage were trying to communicate with the locals.

The guards were stunned by Sarai's beauty, by her flawless milky-white skin and her flowing shiny black hair.

The smallest of the two spoke up first. "Pilgrims, from where do you travel? And to what do we owe the honor of your presence?" Of course the men were used to hungry refugees, but sensed that these two pilgrims were unusual.

Neither Abram nor Sarai spoke Egyptian. They looked at each other and then at the officials and guessing at their question Abram replied slowly and clearly in his foreign language,"My name is Abram and this is my sister Sarai. We have come originally from Ur, but most recently from Haran."

The officials looked at each other and again at Abram curiously. Then they interrupted Abram's introduction and called a man over and spoke to him in their language.

The interpreter joined them, listened, looked up at Abram and said, "Greetings, pilgrim. I too am from Ur. Welcome to our land. Please continue and I will translate your words."

Abram began to tell his lie again that Sarai was his sister, and continued, "As you may know there is famine in Haran, and we have come seeking relief lest we and our servants perish with hunger."

The translator quickly performed his service back and forth several times until it was decided that Abram and his beautiful sister should meet Pharaoh.

At the palace gates, Abram's servant and goods were asked to wait behind. A new palace official approached the couple and said, "Please allow Pharaoh to be the first to welcome you to our land. Follow me."

The moment they entered the palace building, Sarai looked around in awe. Never before had she seen such a large and ornate shelter. She marveled at the luxurious fabrics the women wore, sculptures and drawings everywhere, unusually dignified servants. A whisper inside Sarai's heart told her that she belonged there. Her beauty fit within the grandeur of the palace walls like a key opening its lock. She instantly felt at home and wanted nothing more than to be a part of this luxurious palace.

Pharaoh approach the two pilgrims in strong confident steps. When he drew near his eyes went immediately to Sarai's face and then, brushing down her curvy body paused briefly at her large firm breasts. Pharaoh then lifted his deep brown eyes to clasp onto Sarai's sea blue eyes which were wide open to receive him.

Then, Sarai recoiled a bit. It was all so intense; suddenly she felt timid, afraid to be viewed as an instrument of delight rather than Abram's wife whom she had always been. Sarai had never before experienced such flirtation and she wasn't quite sure she liked it, but she knew that she had to play along. Her stomach reminded her from time to time.

"Please, come, dine with me."said Pharaoh, and extended his arm to Sarai to lead her into the dining room.

Sarai was seated beside Pharaoh while Abram was seated between the interpreter and another stranger. Sarai was the only woman at the table, a jewel among rough stones.

Pharaoh's overtures to his wife irritated Abram, but he remained silent. Even after supper, when Pharaoh called for the woman in charge of his harem to escort Sarai to the ladies wing of the palace, Abram casually waved good bye.

ALIVE: Chapter 28 The Death Virus

ALIVE: Chapter 28 The Death Virus


Before I continue this tale about God's decision to destroy death instead of destroying life, as He did on a massive scale during the flood so He could be rid of evil, it occurred to me to again explain the word death and its origin. It can be confusing.

In the beginning Adam was made in the image and likeness of the all powerful, brilliant, and immortal God. He was given dominion over all the animals and living creatures. All of the laws of nature that we have today, we had then, the second law of thermodynamics, that copper conducts electricity, boiling point of water, the cycle of birth and death for animals and plants. Everything was the same except one thing.

Adam was born to be immortal because he and later his wife Eve, were two little replicas of the divine immortal God that He placed on His new planet earth. The death threat was not a farce. Not knowing good and evil, but being like God in every other way, Adam and Eve could not get sick and their bodies could not die.

Death has no substance. It is a virus that can only exist attached to a living organism. It is a parasite that has no form or breath of its own. God is pure life. Death cannot attach itself to God, because He is pure. He can't separate from Himself. Neither could death attach itself to Adam and Eve as long as they maintained their divine image, evidenced by their trust, and they stayed away from the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.

Some people use the word "obey." They say Adam and Eve did not obey God's command. No, that's not what happened. The word "obey" has a dual connotation that is not accurate. "Trust" has a singular, unified, connotation which is more accurate. Adam and Eve did not disobey, they distrusted.

When Adam and Eve separated themselves from God, when they believed the serpent instead of God who said they would die if they ate the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, they created a breach, imagine a cut in your skin, into which the virus death could seep, latch on, and grow to feed on your life until it is entirely consumed. That is death. Some people call this cut "sin" because sin is nothing more than separation from God's will. Entering through their minds and hearts (i.e. their souls), death ultimately took over their entire bodies too. They died because they ate the fruit and they died because they believed the serpent's lie. They died because they distrusted (a separation) the source of pure life. Sin causes decay and disease which ends in death.

Eating the fruit placed them right smack in the middle of a tumultuous world where the combatting forces of good and evil tossed them to and fro. Sound familiar? Aren't we all as dizzy as can be in the middle of this world of good and evil? Would that good and evil existed without our knowledge of its fruit. Such ignorance would be blissful.

Adam and Eve were evicted from the one place in the world where God shielded them from the battling forces of good and evil. Adam and Eve immediately contracted the death virus. God did not lie to them. They immediately lost their immortality.

Distrusting God and knowing good and evil caused death. It still does. Spiritual death (i.e. sin) resulted in physical death for Adam and Eve and made death the result of a diseased sinful life for all human beings after them. Born divine humans, higher than animals, they fell to the level of animals who, being unlike God, were always vulnerable to the decay of nature.

God (and Perambula) knew that He had to destroy spiritual death, He had to close the breach created by distrust (I.e separation from God, i.e. sin), before physical death could be destroyed.

For God, to destroy death, now that mankind was aware of good and evil, and separated from Him in distrust required a long term and complex plan. It was a plan wherein humankind would know good and evil, like God, yet be reunited with Him in trust and love, hence they would be sinless. This reunion could repel the virus death and restore the image of divinity which is immortal. That was how God planned to destroy death. What a challenge God and Perambula had before them.

"Okay, can we please get back to the story of Abram?" whined Perambula. "I want to know what happens to him!"

ALIVE: Chapter 27 Destroying Death, Step One

Perambula and God continued to think about how they (to this day Perambula still takes credit for helping God destroy death) would reunite humankind with God in love and trust. Perambula understood why perfect-trust was the powerful weapon in the war to reverse the effects of the serpent's vile trick. What Perambula did not understand was how difficult it would be to achieve for humans who knew both good and evil. Having been as repulsed as God by the massive death caused by the flood, Perambula looked forward to a world with no death at all.

Because God likes the number nine for its magical characteristics and because He is so patient, He and Perambula waited for the ninth generation after the watershed moment in history, the flood, to get started.

Perambula was not so patient because even for an angel nine generations, 290 years to be exact, was a long time to wait; it's not that they were twiddling their spirit thumbs the whole time; God and Perambula were busy doing whatever they do in heaven, but it was important for God who adores symbolism and numbers that He select a person of the ninth generation of Shem to shift His death-destroying project into full gear.

In those days, as in these days, most men became fathers at around thirty years of age. But for what is probably a good reason, Terah was the exception. Terah, the son of Nahor was 70 years old when he became the father of Abram, the ninth generation son of Shem. Abram did not choose God. God chose Abram.

"Are you sure, you can hear God speak to you Abram? How can you be so sure?" questioned Sarai his wife. "Why does He wants us to move again? We have barely settled in Haran and now you are telling me to leave! What about my friends?"

"Sarai, I can't explain it. I just know. Ever since my father died, I have had this uncomfortable feeling that we don't belong in Haran. The only reason father forced us to leave Ur was because my brother Haran died. Don't you remember how he grieved?

"Yes! I remember." replied Sarai solemnly.

"He had to leave Ur. Everything there reminded him of Haran. So he determined to go to Canaan, but when we reached the town of Haran, he was so surprised. Here he found a place that could make him feel closer to our brother, but at the same time new, so we stayed here. But now that father has passed, we must leave. I know it."

"I wish we had stayed in Ur with Nahor and Milcah. I don't mind leaving Haran, but why don't we go back to Ur where we have family. We can take Lot back to his sister and brother."

"Sarai, trust me. The Lord God who spoke to Noah, has told me to take you and Lot and my possessions and go to the land of Canaan, where father intended to go before we stopped in Haran. Let's continue father's journey to Canaan and see what God has in store for us. He told me this morning that He would make of me a great nation, He will bless me, and make my name great, so that I will bless others."

Sarai looked at her husband with curiosity and a touch of skepticism. She knew she had no choice but to obey.

"Sarai, you should have heard Him." added Abram with growing enthusiasm, "It was as clear as morning light. God said to me, "I will bless those who bless you, and the one who curses you I will curse, and in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed."

Sarai started packing. Young Lot helped, and so did the servants they acquired who had to go with them. It wasn't long before the entourage of people and animals and carts of household goods, like the wagon train of the future, slowly, step by step made its ways through dry rocky ground to the land of Canaan, named after the son of Ham whom Noah cursed for embarrassing him.

Abram rode his camel at the head of the train. When he stopped everyone stopped. When he started to walk again, everyone picked up their loads and started walking. Abram did not chatter as did the others. He tried to maintain a heightened state of awareness in case God were to speak to him again. In fact Abram insisted that the people follow at a good distance behind him.

Seventy-five year old Abram felt as strong as he did at forty, but when the sun was hottest overhead he had compassion on the people and on the animals and stopped for water, and shade where it could be found to rest every living being.

One day, while cooling off under Moreh's oak tree a in Shechem the Lord God spoke again to Abram. In a small voice in his heart, he heard, "Look around you Abram, To your offspring I will give this land."

Abram looked around at the mountains and valleys, at houses and tents, at people walking and resting, and then he looked a few feet behind him where Sarai was chatting happily with her servants. Sarai had yet to bear children and both of them were getting old. His age did not bother Abram since he too was born to a 70 year old man, but neither did he concern himself with Sarai's age even though their peers had grandchildren already. Abram believed the Lord and decided to mark the place where God had given his unborn children the land of Canaan.

"What are doing Abram?" asked Sarai. "Don't you think it is time to head out before the sun sets?"

"Come Sarai, help me build this altar. Pick up that rock over there and bring it to me. God told me that our children will own this land someday. I believe Him; I want to mark the spot, clam my ground."

Sarai felt that she had been traveling her entire life. The thought of owning land was inconceivable to her. She wondered if Abram had become delusional, but she knew enough to keep silent and ferry rocks to her husband. By the time the altar was complete, night had fallen. Abram took Sarai's hand and together they looked up at the sky dense with stars. Abram felt blessed; he loved God whom he could not see, but what he could see, the tiniest intricate wildflower amidst dry dusty rocks amidst majestic mountains was for Abram a sign that pointed to a creator, to the Creator who spoke to him. Sarai loved her husband for his vigor and innocence. How could a man so old be so naive she wondered as she let go of his hand, gave him a peck on the cheek and said, "I am going to fix up our bed in the tent. Let's go to sleep; okay? Tomorrow will be another long day on the road."

Perambula watched this scene and could tell that Abram was unique for his ability to believe something that he couldn't see or touch. Perambula wondered what it was like to not be able to see God.

In the world where mankind daily eats of the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil, there is only one road back to immortality and that is the road travelled in blind faith and trust. Like the tree of life planted in the Garden of Eden that is surrounded by twirling flames lest anyone reach it, this road of faith is strewn with land mines, tests so tough, and often so illogical, that only the genuine survive. Abram was the first man after the flood to be ushered onto this road to eternal life.

ALIVE: Chapter 26 God on a Mission: Destroy Death

"In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. And God said let there be light; and there was light."

Out of darkness and void burst forth light and matter. God created the opposite of what always existed in projecting out from Himself to make our life-filled planet. Light to destroy darkness, matter to fill the void. Opposites obliterate. But how, thought God, could He best destroy death?

"I know, I know!" exclaimed Perambula the angel, to God. "Why don't you destroy death with its opposite?!"

A fatherly smile illuminated God's spirit face, and He replied, "Perfect! What is the opposite of death Perambula?"

"Life, of course!" chirped the cheerful angel.

"Not so," replied the all-knowing God. "It's a little more complicated than that. You are correct to say we can destroy death with its opposite though. Try again. What is the opposite of death?"

The little angel's countenance fell gently as Perambula tried to figure out what the opposite of death could be if it wasn't life. "After all," whined the angel, "a dead animal is still, and a live one is active...and stillness and activity are opposite." It was difficult for Perambula to get past that image. God waited patiently for Perambula to understand.

When He could tell that the angel's thoughts were leading nowhere, to help, He said, "Well then, what is life, besides activity?" God waited for several more moments while Perambula thought.

Finally, He heard Perambula say proudly, "My Lord, You are life, because life came from You! Everything that lives and breathes, the idea of all those processes and the colors and shapes and textures, the science of breathing and seeing, everything was generated in Your amazing mind. So, I would have to say that you define and personify Life. Is that right?"

God loved Perambula for the angel's cheerfulness and intelligence. "Correct! But because I AM life, I cannot annihilate death. This is why life is not the opposite of death. It was easy enough to make it rain for forty days, to drown the world and everything in it, or even to open the earth with quakes to swallow my enemies. I can destroy life, but death I cannot destroy."

Perambula's spirit smile broadened as the angel's face illuminated until God added, "Why are you so happy Perambula, we still haven't answered the question? What is the opposite of death, that it may be obliterated. We need to know." Of course God knew the answer but nevertheless enjoyed this conversation.

The more Perambula thought about it, the more the angel could tell how difficult the mission would be to destroy death. Perambula thought, "If God is life, and life cannot destroy death, then what is death?" Perambula decided to go back to the birth of death and try to tackle the problem from there.

Reading Parambula's angelic mind, God bellowed His first and most famous command, "You may freely eat of every tree of the garden, but of the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall die."

Parambula's baby blue angel eyes grew as big as they could possibly get! "Were you going to kill the man if he ate the fruit?"

"NO! Of course not. I had just created him, why would I kill him? I never said I would kill him, I said he would die."

Parambula had not been in the celestial neighborhood of earth in those days and so this story of the birth of death was brand new. "So, did he eat it and die?"

God's sighed and replied, "Yes, his wife that I made for him as a helper as his partner was deceived by a snake into thinking that I lied to the man. The snake told her that the opposite would happen and that if she ate the fruit, her eyes would be opened, and she would be like Me knowing good and evil."

"Lord?"

"Yes Parambula?"

"I thought you told us that you made the man in your image and likeness."

"Yes Parambula, I did."

"Well then, the man and his wife were already like you."

God added, "Except that they didn't know the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil. They still don't."

"Well, did they die?"

"Yes, immediately', replied God, "just as I warned them."

"Did their hearts stop beating and did they stop breathing?" Asked Perambula who was by now most curious about death.

"Oh no!" replied God to Perambula's relief. "Their bodies continued to function for almost a thousand years and would have never stopped because I created man to have dominion over nature. Adam's body would have lasted for eternity because it could know no illness or deterioration, until it died, when it fell under the power of nature."

"Then what caused death since You didn't kill them?"

"Their distrust gave birth to their death, not even their doubt, but acting on the seed of doubt planted by the serpent caused them to eat the fruit which proved that the woman, and then the man had separated themselves from me. Death was self inflicted. It was the result of distrust, a by product, not a force of itself. They didn't love me, nor trust in my love for them. Psychologically they floated farther and farther from my presence. As you said, I am life. So by opposing me with their distrust they died immediately." God paused and peered deeply into the radiant eyes of Perambula, "now can you see what death is?"

Perambula hesitated and said in a small gentle voice, "Is the opposite of life to distrust you? Is love which implies trust, the opposite of death?"

"YES!" exclaimed God with gusto! "The opposite of death is love (trust)."

"So, all we have to do, to destroy death is to make everyone trust you! Yippee!" Perambula's cheer return.

God enjoyed the moment with Perambula before adding, "At this point, that is nearly impossible. Since that first day mankind has been feasting on the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil, day in and day out. To regain the loss of trust, and to have proof that it is lasting may take thousands of years. Besides through man death was born, only through man can it be destroyed." God seemed somber and pensive.

Perambula cheerfully replied, "Well than let's get started!"

ALIVE: Chapter 25 - Transition to Trust

Last week, I sat in an auditorium in Europe with hundreds of other people who, like me, wore headsets. The illustrious speaker was answering questions from the audience. Inside our covered ears were heard the responses in the language each person could understand.

The story of the origin of many languages from the one language spoken by Noah, Shem, Japheth, Ham and the womenfolk to their children and grandchildren is a story about God's reaction to a construction project.

It began with bricks.

Smart men figured out how to take clay from the earth and bake it to make a very strong brick that could be stacked using bitumen for mortar. No longer did they need to dig up stones to make walls. The invention of brick inspired all sorts of creativity. Industrious people were not satisfied simply to keep the rain out; they wanted to build a tower so high that it reached heaven and would be the focal point of a city full of buildings. With such a tower they could make a name for themselves lest they be 'scattered abroad upon the face of the whole earth,' anonymous and forgotten.

The Lord heard about the project from His angels and came down to take a look. After glancing at the brick walls, He peered into the hearts of the builders, saw their pride and didn't like it at all. "This project," thought God, "must be stopped."

To the Angels He said, "Look they are one people, and they have all one language, and this is only the beginning of what they will do; nothing that they propose will be impossible for them. Come, let us go down, and confuse their language, so that they will not understand one another's speech."

That is how God and His angels foiled the tower project. As quick as lightening flashed across the sky, and just as shocking, the builders began speaking in different languages. One man could not understand the other; neither, "Hand me that brick." nor, "What's for lunch?" A seed of surprised confusion grew into a mighty tornado that ripped through the city. Chaos ensued.

Thousands of years later, in an upper room during the feast of Pentecost, God reverse this phenomenon. There, people of different languages suddenly could understand each other. With the same miraculous power that God used to confuse men's language, on Pentecost God reversed the scene at the Tower of Babel. On Pentecost, God displaced many egos with His one Holy Spirit.

On Pentecost, uniting people with the Holy Spirit of God was just as important as dispersing prideful egotists had been at the construction scene of the Tower of Babel.

As planned, the people who suddenly spoke different languages became too frustrated with each other and abandoned the tower project. They took their families and moved to places that became Germany, England, Greece, China, and Spain.

Having successfully thwarted the construction project, God looked down upon humankind with its good and evil ways, and thought more about His decision to destroy death. His plan would have to be very well developed and it would take a long time.

"Death" thought God, "is separation. It is separation from My image and likeness and it is separation from My Will. It is separation of the body and the spirit, it is separation of loved ones and enemies from each other."

The angel asked,"Did the scattered people of different languages die?"

"In a sense," replied God, "they died to each other. Their many languages represent their many egos, however, the separation of the first death was and continues to be caused by ego-born distrust. During Pentecost the many egos melted into one Spirit with one spiritual language."

God paused to see if the angel understood, then continued, "Death started the moment Eve ate the forbidden fruit. She committed suicide by distrusting Me. Her distrust was the seed of death."

The angel blurted, "I've got it! To destroy death simply reverse the cause! Make people trust You. Bingo! Done!"

God replied, "I cannot make people trust me; they have free will. I didn't want to make puppets when I created humankind. I wanted friends. First the people must recognize me without seeing me, then they must be tested."

The angel chimed in, "Lord, does anyone even know you exist anymore? We are back where we started before the flood. What a waste!"

"No, no, no. It was not a waste. Future generations will learn about the flood and reconstruct it. They will baptize, they will fast, they will understand rebirth and mercy. The flood had to happen. You know that angel; why are you being so contrary?!"

"I think I'm being realistic my Lord. You are invisible to them."

"Be quiet," replied God to the angel. "I need to think."

ALIVE: Chapter 24 Circle Back to Meaning -Rainbow's End


And so the story of the most alive man of his time, Noah, comes to end. The rainbow that God places in the sky is to remind Himself and humankind that no matter how filled with evil the world becomes, He will not ever again destroy life... by water.

Because the earth endured only one death and rebirth (i.e. baptism) by flood, so too a person must only be baptized once. Jesus Christ mandated one baptism to place each of us, one at a time, in Noah's ark of salvation. He said, "Unless a person be born of water and the spirit (s)he cannot enter the Kingdom of Heaven." The spirit of mercy that the olive branch proclaimed after the ordeal, is poured over humankind through the ages.

When using the word 'salvation', let's keep in mind the image of Noah's ark tossed around a storm-swept sea surrounded by the drowned and drowning, to be clear of what we mean.

Baptism recreates the primal condition of water and darkness that preceded creation. The earth's baptism by flood, and the person's baptism by water equally lead to rebirths, necessary rebirths. A person must be born again, because the earth was born again. The second birth is the validated birth. In the Gospel of John, it is written, "but to as many as receive Christ He gives the right to become children of God who are born not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but [of the will] of God." God willed the rebirth of His creation, and He wills the rebirth of every human into a being who will never die.

During the devastating flood, bodiless God saw the carnage and felt remorse. Was that the moment He decided to take on flesh, so He could experience for Himself the pain and suffering He had inflicted on His human creation? Was it during the deadly devastating flood that God decided that rather than destroy life, He must destroy death?

God had suffered the knowledge of evil and wickedness long enough, the reason for His decision to obliterate it on the earth, but seeing death on such a grand scale He understood as never before what a tragedy is death, and how essential it was to destroy it once and for all.

Having reversed Creation by rejoining the waters above the firmament with the waters below the firmament, His sorrowful desire was to rejoin Himself with fallen humanity. He wanted to be made in human image and likeness. Full circle. Only then, thought God, could He go to the receptacle of death, Hades, and annihilate it.

The roadmap to Golgotha was drawn during the flood. There would after that be the third and final Creation, which will last forever. As we leave Noah, let's not ever drift too far from what this experience taught us. To do so would be to be a helium balloon released from the hand of God and going nowhere.

ALIVE: Chapter 23 Circle Back to Meaning - Mercy


Κύριε ελέησον. Kyrie Eleison. Lord, have mercy.

It seems ironic to associate Noah's ark experience with mercy. After all, there was no mercy whatsoever for the multitude of people and wildlife that were destroyed in the flood. And yet Noah's story is where the powerful symbol of mercy originated.

The Greek word for mercy, ελέησον, is literally from the root word, ειλλια - olive, referring to the olive leaf. The symbol of the dove returning with an olive leaf in its beak meant to Noah's family that the end of their travail was near. Words can never adequately express the relief and gratitude the family felt when after living through the annihilation of everyone and everything they knew, followed by an extraordinarily difficult year at sea, this olive leaf was delivered to show them that their new life was finally about to begin. Oh joy! Thank you God for your kindness, your benevolence, for your forgiveness and the tremendous relief you bring us.

The dove, albeit this specific dove, had come to symbolize the Holy Spirit of God in art as a solution to the problem of how to depict an invisible Spirit-Being. For Noah's family the olive branch was delivered by God Himself via the dove, therefore the Dove is God. For God, the delivery was an opportunity to show this bedraggled family His kindness. From then on to this day, we humans all seek and are grateful for such generosity of heart from God. Mercy for some of us is relief from suffering, for others it means gladness for a new life. For Noah's family it was both.

I doubt that as we ask God for mercy, we are as desperate for it, or as grateful for it as Noah's family was that day. Yet, how beneficial to our souls would it be that when we say, 'Lord, have mercy.' if only for a split second, we could hearken back to think of the olive branch and realize in its fullness for what we are asking.

Because most of us ask for mercy, instead of an olive branch, (Lord give me an olive branch) let's realize that the word, mercy, evolved from the French word for thanks, merci. Thank you God for your benevolence, kindness, and forgiveness. We have already been given that for which we ask, and so by asking for mercy, we are thanking God already.

In William Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice when Portia asks Shylock to show mercy, he replies, "On what compulsion, must I?"

She responds:
The quality of mercy is not strain'd.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.

Which echoes the circular virtue of mercy as expressed by Jesus in the Beatitudes, "Blessed are the merciful: for they will be shown mercy." Matthew 5:7

By asking for mercy, you are given mercy. By giving mercy, you receive mercy.

The concept of mercy, either receiving or giving should never be divorced from our collective ancestral memory of the day the dove announced the end of days of bitterness and struggle and the advent of a new, holy life, and of our ancestor's gratitude to God for this second chance.

Yet, not gratitude but the olive best describes the significance of the dove with olive branch. Both East and West use the original Greek, Κύριε ελέησον. Kyrie Eleison. Lord give me olive branch. Thanks! May I suggest that in prayer, we use the Greek Κύριε ελέησον (Kyrie Eleison), more often than the English, Lord have mercy. The Greek has more meaning, and it will help us to hearken back to the powerful origin of the request.

Olive oil is sacred because it was the medium through which the Spirit of God delivered the good news of relief and the beginning of the new world to Noah's family. Olive oil simultaneously symbolizes the Spirit of God and the mercy of God. The dove and its olive branch merge as one symbol of God's kindness to Noah's family and by extension to all of us who are conscious of being in this Ark of Salvation (the Church) with all of its trials and tribulations and wanting finally to land in the new world that God is preparing for us.

The olive branch is the first of many significant references to the sacred olive and its oil. In Exodus 27:20 it is written: "You shall further command the Israelites to bring you pure oil of beaten olives for the light, so that a lamp may be set up to burn regularly. In the tent of meeting outside the curtain that is before the covenant, Aaron and his sons shall tend it from evening to morning before the Lord. It shall be a perpetual ordinance to be observed throughout their generations by the Israelites." The light that the olive oil gives off is by extension from the dove with its olive branch, the light of the Spirit of God.

To confirm this interpretation through Biblical text, it was olive oil that Samuel used to anoint King Saul and King David that they may be saturated by the Spirit of God through which they would lead God's people Israel.

Another significant reference is found in Zechariah 4 whose vision describes two olive trees continuously pouring oil into seven lamps which are described as, "...the word of the Lord to Zerubbabel: Not by might, nor by power, but by My Spirit, says the Lord of hosts."

So it is throughout the Bible, from Genesis to Revelation, references to olive oil include the rich meaning of the Spirit of God and the kindness and relief, and the new world He offers us, the message God delivered by the dove to Noah and his family.

The concept of mercy and the Spirit of the Lord emanate from the Dove with the olive branch in its beak and infiltrate our world from ages to the coming age. Lord have olive branch, Lord merci for the olive branch.

Κύριε ελέησον. Kyrie Eleison. Lord, have mercy.

Be aware, stay ALIVE.

Alive: Chapter 22 - Circle Back to Meaning - Food Power


Noah and his family had to store enough food in the ark to keep them alive for an undetermined period of time after the 40 days of rain. Who knew how long it would be before they could grow food even after landing? They also needed enough food for the animals.

Before the flood, at Creation, God said to Adam and Eve, "See, I have given you every plant yielding seed that is upon the face of all the earth, every tree with seed in its fruit, you shall have them for food. And to every beast of the earth, and to every bird of the air, and to everything that creeps on the earth, everything that has the breath of life, I have given every green plant for food." Man and animal alike were vegan. I imagine that they stored plenty of nuts, and dried fruit on the ark. It wasn't until they landed with very little food left and no time to wait for the planting cycle did God suggest that they eat the animals. Such a notion terrified them and repulsed them, but they had no choice.

Lazaria, the most sensitive and spiritual of the group, was only able to eat meat when she thought that the animal would continue to live through her. Otherwise, she couldn't do it. She would die before killing an animal for food. Our diet informs the way we perceive life, how we relate to nature, and it informs our thoughts and behavior.

Food is medicine. What we take into our mouths finds its way to every cell, even into our minds and our hearts, the center of our psyches which are not physical. The properties of drugs, legal or recreational, clearly show the effect of what goes into our mouths in an exaggerated way. Even though controlling what comes out of our mouth is more important to our spiritual wellbeing than what goes in, nevertheless controlling what goes in makes a difference in who we are. Everything that goes into our mouths, and how we decide what to put in, affect us subtly but distinctly. Hunger is not always bad. Hunger when fasting strengthens us when it is a result of our will to master ourselves, rather than continuously giving in to every little desire. This exercise of the will, which is willing and able to endure hunger pangs, becomes strong enough to fight evil and win. It is strong enough to resist the devil, and to obey God. No matter what.

It is a good spiritual exercise to replicate the eating regimen of life in the ark of salvation, during the forty day period of Great Lent. Let Lent call you into the ark of salvation.

During the 40 days of Great Lent the Church invites us in more often, into its buildings and into its sacred world, even when we are home. A key aspect of being in the ark is eating as they did. No meat, not even dairy products, because there was no mention of that. Surely, in the ark, the chickens and cows stopped producing. Eat sparingly and only what Noah and his family could eat. See what that does for your soul.
To eat as if you and I were in the ark is to evolve spiritually as did Noah and his family.

To use a different standard when deciding what goes into our mouths, a standard given to us by the Church, is to humble ourselves. We adults rarely have such an opportunity to voluntarily place ourselves under the care and guidance of a spiritual parent. Grab the opportunity Great Lent offers, by fasting as the Church prescribes. Use fasting as a tool to open your heart and mind so that you may perceive more clearly the spirit world around you.

Change of diet through fasting and abstinence helps to change the mind and heart. It helps us to be aware that we are in the period of Great Lent; to be aware of being in a separate place in time. When it comes down to it, we have to wonder how any food, be it steak or ice cream could possibly surpass the value of such spiritual awareness.

Besides, resisting forbidden fruit is a good way to show God that unlike Adam and Eve, we could resist eating of the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, and that we are worthy of a do-over.


ALIVE: Chapter 21 - Circle Back to Meaning - Sudden Death


Another important lesson that The Flood Story taught us was the same lesson that Jesus and ISIS have also taught us. Be ready for sudden death. The warnings have been sent out loud and clear, and repeatedly. Things change, and sometimes they change fast.

"Then the kingdom of heaven will be like this. Ten bridesmaids took their lamps and went to meet the bridegroom. Five of them were foolish, and five were wise. When the foolish took their lamps, they took no oil with them, but the wise took flasks of oil with their lamps. As the bridegroom delayed, all of them became drowsy and slept. But at midnight there was a shout, 'Look! Here is the bridegroom! Come out to meet him.' Then all those bridesmaids got up and trimmed their lamps. The foolish said to the wise, 'Give us some of your oil, for our lamps are going out.' But the wise replied, 'No! There will not be enough for you and us; you had better go to the dealers and buy some for yourselves.' And while they went to buy oil, the bridegroom came, and those who were ready went with him into the wedding banquet; and the door was shut. Later the other bridesmaids came also, saying, 'Lord, lord, open to us.' But he replied, 'Truly I tell you, I do not know you.' Keep awake therefore, for you know neither the day nor the hour." Matthew 25:1-14

We don't know how many people lived on earth when the Flood came and devastated them all. We must assume that although evil and wickedness was rampant, as it is in this day, we would not have considered everything to be purely evil. Surely there was a measure of love for children or spouses. Surely there existed random acts of kindness for the weak, or the neighbor. God made humans in His image and likeness, and God is love. So even the most vulgar human contains within him or herself the seed of love. Surely not everyone in that world would have been condemned to death by me or you if we had been God in the days of the Flood. The wives all had relatives that they left behind. They must have grieved terribly over those deaths.

We must accept that God despises evil so much that, at the time of the Flood, He was willing to destroy everything and every one, down to the last puppy in order to be rid of evil, and to start anew.

When terrorists do their dirty deeds for whatever reasons, they do not carefully select who they determine deserves to be murdered. Their murderous instincts are dispersed suddenly, indiscriminately, and without trial. While the soul of the suicide bomber plummets into a place of eternal anguish, his victim may be experiencing a calm, peaceful, and blissful state unknown before that tragic moment. This scene is as invisible as cyberspace, but as real.

Accidental deaths come suddenly too. Anyone who has lost a loved one by accidental death knows how fast the world can spin.

Jesus warned us to 'Be Ready.' The terrorists have also warned us to 'Be Ready' by the randomness of their dastardly deeds. Secret agents and investigators, the military, and all those charged to protect us have and will continue to reduce our risk of sudden death, but no one can guarantee it will not happen. We can reduce the number of accidental deaths with safety measures, but we cannot prevent all such deaths.

A person who dies suddenly may not suffer at all, certainly not as much as those beloved (s)he left behind. The soul of a person which has been torn from its body may go to experience a foretaste of bliss, or of punishment depending on their first judgement. Ancient Christian theology teaches that on the way to its resting place, the soul will be accused by demons at a trial, and that angels and saints, and family and friends will testify on the soul's behalf before the determination is made as to where the person will go.

When Jesus returns at the end of this age, and He ushers in the new age of immortality from 'whence all sickness, sorrow and sighing have fled away' when He will judge the living and the dead (for the second and final time), believe it or not, the victorious will discover a life that is more pure and stable, free from any threat, than we can ever imagine.

You see; we live in a dangerous, constantly changing world. The only true security we have is what we provide for ourselves. Call it oil for our lamps, or call it a real relationship with our life giver whose voice we recognize and who knows us down to the count of every hair on our heads, but for children of God, if evil robs us of our bodies with its breath and beat, we will simply be given a new indestructible body someday that will last forever and ever. Evil will not win, except for those who surrender to it, either intentionally or by neglect.

One lesson of the Flood is found in the clear and tragic picture that it paints of those few who were in the Ark, contrasted by those many who were not. Although Noah was chosen among men to build the ark and to live through the catastrophe of the Flood, his family, especially the wives of his sons were simply lucky. Yet, the process changed them all.

Sudden death is not necessarily avoidable, so be prepared. And if you are lucky enough to live a long and healthy life, use it to prepare for the age to come.

Does the concept of sudden death make you feel uncomfortable? I know.

It's about separation. We don't want to leave our friends or family, our homes and towns, our countries and everything familiar. The great unknown is frightening. And yet, death, sudden or not, is inevitable. All the more reason to make God, Jesus, the angels and saints, an integral part of our social network because they will be the ones who will greet us on the day we pass from this earth. Follow Christ.

The Church is the Ark of our world, with its doors wide open to receive and protect us, rather than shut tight to keep us out, that is until the day the Bridegroom comes (again), and the wedding feast begins, when the doors of the Ark-Church too will be shut tight, and we can no longer enter. Sudden death. Forever.

ALIVE: Chapter 20 - Circle Back to Meaning - 40 days

 

As I circle back to the meaning of the Flood, the fact that God told Noah that it would rain for exactly 40 days, as it did, I notice that this was the very first, and the first of three, phenomenal 40 day periods in history.

It took 40 days of rain to wipe out life in the Flood. Moses visited with God on the mountaintop for 40 days, during which time he transcribed Genesis and received the Ten Commandments. In the third phenomenal 40 day period, Jesus fled to the desert after being baptized by John to prepare for His ministry and kickstart His mission to restore the God:man relationship and consequently immortality to humankind.

It takes 365 days for the earth to completely revolve around the sun, but it took only forty days, five weeks plus five days of time on three separate occasions for God to construct a solid stairway to heaven with three landings of time for humanity to catch up.

Noah. On the first 40-day stairway God gradually and systematically erased that which He created.

Moses. On the second set of risers, God introduced Himself to a man. The meeting was long and specific. He wanted to tell mankind, through this man Moses, what He was like, so mankind could consciously and willingly maintain His image and likeness.

With the first forty days God erased, with the second He drew a clear outline of what it means to be made in the image and likeness of God. God chose Israel's big family to be the Control Group. Having decided not to erase by flood again, evil and wickedness in humankind would be fought with the will of man subjecting itself, one person at a time, to the will of God in a deliberate, conscious, and knowing way.

Jesus. God Himself came to earth, fully God and also fully human, to apply to the whole from the Control Group (the Jews) the principles of combatting evil and wickedness with the individual's own yielded will and desire.

As with Moses, God-Jesus convened for forty days of testing by Satan who repeatedly tempted Jesus to misalign His human will to the divine will of God the Father. The stakes were the highest. Satan failed.

God, as Jesus, was to not just tell humankind what He was like, and thus how to be like Him, but He was to be the model for the perfect man that God intended mankind to be.

For three 40-day periods, God painstakingly helped humankind to be what He intended in the beginning. God wanted sons and daughters, but exactly because mankind is like him, intelligent, creative, and emotional, and willful, it would take a slow gradual, but more thorough, process to receive true children of God. No hurry. He has time.

Lent. To extract the most from the forty day Lenten period, a person should consciously and deliberately climb these stairs.

1. Erase evil from your world by avoiding or ignoring it. See Lent as a fresh start. The Noah steps.
2. Learn. Read whatever you can that teaches you the Will of God. The Moses steps.
3. Practice overcoming the temptation to misalign your will with God's Will. The Jesus Christ steps.

What doesn't matter: The color of our skin, our earthly achievements, our wealth or poverty, or our health, our education or our talents, our social network, none of these worldly aspects of a person matter one whit to God.

What matters. Our willingness to obey God's commands, and to conform to the image of Christ, our Model.

Forty days is only a brief period of time, five weeks and five days, but as history has shown, it can be a most unique and meaningful period.

ALIVE: Chapter 19. Circle Back to Meaning - Baptism

I am going to miss Noah and Sha-me, and the rest. These characters had been so alive to me that now that their scenes are over, I wonder where they went and what they are doing, like old friends, like people in heaven.

The account of the Flood is found in only a few short chapters of Genesis, yet bulges with information about life, which in essence is our reflection of, and our relationship with, our Life Giver. These few chapters reveal to us several key insights into the Personality of our thoughtful, intelligent, and emotional God. We also experienced many firsts during the Flood event that could help us to understand the significance of such things as baptism, forty day periods, mercy, and salvation.

As I have started to show the reader, the Flood story is much more than a cute tale about a boatload of animals and a chosen family. The logistics, the ecology, and primitive engineering of this event were also fascinating to think about. I surmised that the Flood explains the extinction of dinosaurs, and Neanderthals; since earlier passages in the Bible mention sea monsters, and sons of God marrying daughters of men. After the Flood there was no such mention of monsters or distinction in kinds of human beings.

First and foremost the Flood is about baptism. It is about the one and only watershed moment in the history of the earth and humankind when God attempted to destroy evil and wickedness with water. It is about wholesale death by water. Water, the primary element in the creation story, was used in full force to kill man and beast and to wipe out vegetation as well. After that, baptism is about re-creation, renewal, rebirth.

To be baptized is to die as one thing and be born again as something else, something better.

This explains why the Bible and the Church call for one and only one baptism. We may receive the Eucharist as often as we want for the remission of sins, but there is to be only one baptism.

The created world died and was reborn once; it was baptized; becoming something else, something better.

In John 3:3-6 Jesus said, “I assure you: Unless someone is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.” “But how can anyone be born when he is old?” Nicodemus asked Him. “Can he enter his mother’s womb a second time and be born?” Jesus answered, “I assure you: Unless someone is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God...”

Even Christ allowed Himself to be baptized by John to mark the end of His life as an obscure son of a carpenter, and to be reborn as the Son of Man, and the Son of God.

As the people of the Eastern Church enter Lent, let's begin by contemplating Baptism. Let's imagine this period of Lent as entering the ark, like Noah and his family, to leave the world of the violent and the dead, and our old lives and gradually, over the next 40 days, to be renewed.

Quickly enter the Ark, closed the door tight and stay inside!

ALIVE: Chapter 18 - The Beginning of Now

Months of hard work building and planting transformed Noah and his family in a new way. They had evolved from being the Chosen Ones in a ghastly world, to fearful survivors of the greatest calamity the earth has ever known, to gradually becoming a small family of children of God. This new chapter in the life of earthbound humanity formed the new beginning that God wanted. Past the tree of the knowledge of good and evil there stood a place of quiet love and mercy, of falling down and getting back up to take two more continuous steps, and then three.

In these early days the family stayed in close proximity to each other, first helping their father with the farm to grow the fruits and vegetables that each family would need to stock a fresh larder that they could take with them to their own countries, to replenish their seed stock, and to multiply the animals for each of the sons' country.

Lazaria, Aurelia, and Coochie, as with most of the female mammals were with child almost constantly since the day they walked away from the mountain of Ararat. Each family gladly heeding the Lord's call to go forth and multiply. Mama Sha-me could not have been happier at the prospect of being surrounded by a flock of cheerful babies and little toddlers. Aurelia was the first to give birth to a healthy little boy whom she named Canaan. Canaan was the delight of the family.

The sun rose bright in the sky of their busy souls.

Noah, a man of the soil, was the first to plant a vineyard. Within a few years the vines produced enough succulent grapes that he could make wine! Noah's patience and hard work was about to pay off in the currency of sheer delight!

On that fine day Noah stole away from helping his sons to enjoy the fruit of his labor. Wine. He went into his own tent, his man cave, which Noah had erected for himself with the help of his son Shem to have a place of ultimate privacy. Noah was very pleased with himself. He wanted for nothing. The jug of wine was finally ready to meet out its pleasures. It promised to take him to a place in his mind away from chores and squabbles, away from duties and responsibilities, to a sleepy world of wakeful contentment. The wine was delicious! Each sip more admired than the previous one. Mysteriously the deep bloody round body of its flavor transported Noah to memories of his childhood. Of sitting under the broad sycamore tree with his grandfather listening to the old man's vivid stories about the day Enoch disappeared, and the years of waiting for his return. Noah believed that he tasted the smell of his grandfather in the wine and smiled. The sun had been beating down hard on the windowless tent, so hard that he removed his scratchy tunic. The jug was almost empty. "How could this be?" thought Noah to himself remembering the months of labor that led him to this happy place. Sleep stepped in quickly as a salve to Noah's disappointment that he couldn't consume his precious wine and still have it too. He had to say goodbye, never to be enjoyed again. This moment had to be savored for it would never ever return. In attempt to grasp the moment in his drunken mind, Noah curled up in a fetal position and drifted into a deep sleep.

"Father, father where are you?" shouted Ham to no avail. "I need your help. Lazaria, have you seen father?"

"No Ham. Not since this morning. Perhaps he is out in his vineyard. Have you checked there? Or maybe he is in his tent."

"Why would he be in his tent in the middle of the day?!" Ham was frustrated. "That man is always disappearing when we need him most!" Ham stormed over to the place where Noah pitched his tent away from the others. He barged in to find his naked father fast asleep. Ham looked at his wrinkly old father curled up like an infant in its mother's womb and laughed a hearty laugh. He ran out of the tent to find his brothers to show them this ridiculous sight before the old man woke up.

Ham ran back to the sheep coral where he last saw his brothers and spotting them in the distance he called out to them. "Shem, Japheth come here quickly. You have got to see this!"

"What is it Ham; we are busy. What do you want?"

"Just come here, you won't regret it." he called out jovially.

Reluctantly Shem and Japheth put down their tools and went over to see what Ham wanted. They caught up to him and Japheth asked. "Will you just tell us what is so important!"

Ham was chuckling. "Father is drunk and naked in his tent. He is curled up like an infant. It is the funniest sight I have ever seen! Really, you have to look."

"I'll be right with you." said Shem and broke off to find something to cover his father with. He spotted a garment hanging out to dry on the limb of a tree and grabbed it, then caught up with his brothers. "Japheth, here, take one side."

Ham looked at the garment and ridiculed his brothers saying, "What is your problem? Have you no sense of humor?!"

"We don't think our noble father's nakedness is cause for laughter, Ham. Our father should be respected as the patriarch he is and you are treating him like an animal!" barked Shem.

"Shame on you Ham!" added Japheth.

While Ham was turning his ridicule of his father's nakedness upon his brothers for their refusal to enjoy the hilarious sight, Shem and Japheth laid the garment on both their shoulders, and walked backward into the tent of their father and covered his nakedness. They refused to look upon him who had lead them from the clutches of death into this new land of the living. When they felt reasonably sure that he was covered, the men turned to see that he was decent and still at rest and they walked back out of the tent to tend the sheep while Ham stood in dismay watching them leave.

Within a hour, as the sun dropped gradually in the sky, and the cool air returned to the land, Noah surfaced from his deep sleep. He lay there for a while with eyes open thoughtfully assessing his situation. Noah was by then glad for the covering. While trying to remember why he wasn't wearing the garment that lay on top of him, a faint memory of Ham laughing at him struck Noah. "Could that be true?" he thought to himself. "Why would Ham barge into the privacy of his tent and laugh at him?" Anger welled up in Noah's heart as the memory of the event grew more and more vivid in his mind and he said aloud, "How dare Ham treat his father in such a disrespectful manner!" Then Noah stood up, and full of fury exited his tent and proclaimed for all to hear, "Cursed be Canaan; lowest of slaves shall he be to his brothers."

Ham, who had not gone far from the tent looked up at his father in fear and shame. "What was this man saying?" he thought and looked around to see if his child heard the words of his irate grandfather.

Japheth and Shem looked up too. It was less the volume of Noah's voice that propelled his words through the air, but the willfulness of them, the strength of the curse that magnified them throughout the valley. Even Sha-me looked up from her work at that moment and walked toward Noah's tent to see what was transpiring with her husband.

Noah continued. "Blessed by the Lord my God be Shem; and let Canaan be his slave."

"May God make space for Japheth, and let him live in the tents of Shem; and let Canaan be his slave."

Little Canaan heard his name and ran over to his grandfather. "Grandpa, did you call me?" Canaan's big round brown eyes looked innocently at his angry grandfather in confusion. He sensed the anger and began to cry, tears welling up from his heart and pouring out of his little innocent eyes.

Noah looked back at the balling child upon whom he placed the sin and disgrace of his father. Noah's dignity, his righteousness, his true worthiness as a man of God could not withstand such a demeaning response as he had received from Ham. For Noah knew that it was the reflection of God in Noah that Ham so foolishly disparaged. To the extent that Ham humiliated God, Ham and his children would forever be, should forever be lowered. Noah knew that the disgraceful attitude that caused Ham to disparage his father would surely be conveyed in hundreds of small ways to his son who would learn by them to demean God through the godly that he would encounter day by day. Such disrespect would forever make his tribe lower than the tribe of Shem.

If Noah had allowed Ham to get away with his prank, then it would be as if Noah too, participated in ridiculing himself and the God whom he reflected. After all they had been through, and all that God had done to save them from the grips of death, that was not possible. "May the moon turn black and the stars all fall from the skies before I treat God as an animal, as I was treated by Ham." said Noah to his wife.

The brothers regarded Noah's curses as the brief raving of an angry man. They looked at the child Canaan gleefully chasing chickens, oblivious of the fate his grandfather had just bestowed upon him and thought the child harmless enough. "Who would want to enslave this cherub?" thought his father Ham to himself while shrugging his shoulders and carrying on with his work, determined to distance himself from his father as soon as he could.

That awesome day ended. Nightfall covered man and beast in sleep, but the major event of the day, the curse, began its journey through the centuries.

As their population exploded, the brothers knew when the time had come to divide themselves, each man taking his family to the location that they had selected on the first day they descended Mount Ararat decades before.

After the flood Noah lived three hundred and fifty years. All the days of Noah were nine hundred fifty years; and he died.

After the flood the life span of humankind, except for Noah and his family became a fraction of what it had been before the flood. Shortening man's life was another benefit that God gained, despite His promise never again to destroy neither man nor animal by flood.

ALIVE: Chapter 17 The Empty Ark

Bodiless God watched the winds blow over the face of the waters, and was reminded of the beginning, moments before He called forth light and the moments right after when His view of the earth was of nothing but water and wind. He was mesmerized by the movement of the waves slamming against each other. This time He needed to agitate the sea to cause the waters to evaporate into the air. Meanwhile, sand and soil drank and drank as rapidly as they could. God knew that after such a devastating blow to the biosphere, the earth would need more than wind, it would need regeneration. It was too late to start from scratch; too much had been invested in this planet. After all, what could not be undone was the motion of the earth around the sun, and the moon's rotation around the earth. The universe had been set in motion at least two thousand years before. There was no reason to undo that; besides, God had his precious human creation, and the animals and swarming creatures in the ark to consider. God had destroyed creation as much as He thought prudent.

Several months after the rain stopped, when land in high places showed its face, the process of regeneration began. God sent out seeds and planted trees here and there as He did in the beginning. Nothing drastic; just a small spark of new life that the earth needed, and only enough for it to kick-start the proliferation of vegetation. God only called forth enough trees and plants to support life for the few living creatures and His children. There was no great announcement about it as in the beginning. It was just one of many unnoticed interventions that our creative involved and loving Father, God performs every day of every year.

While gazing at the violent ocean, God remembered back in His infinite memory, the garden that He had prepared for the man and the woman. The lovely green grassy garden in Eden that contained the powerful tree of life and the deadly tree of the knowledge of good and evil. God allowed that garden with both of its trees trees to vanish in the flood. Someday, He thought, humankind would discover these trees and Eden again, but not as a place on earth. It was too late for that.

Nostalgic God's thoughts turned to the evil in men's hearts. How He wanted to destroy that wickedness; so much so that He caused the destruction of all humankind and all creatures except for those in the ark. Forty days and forty nights of rain devastated the earth, but it did not wipe out wickedness and evil from it. Something more was needed. He could not eliminate evil in humankind by welding the violent sword of nature. He saw that now.

It was not because evil was more powerful, or more shrewd. It was because He tried to fight evil with evil. God wondered if it had been a mistake to even try. 'No' He answered Himself. A lot of good had been accomplished in the ark. Noah and his family had in many ways been restored to His image and likeness. Removing all that wickedness was essential to that. Freeing them from the anger, the murderous rancor that pervaded their village eliminated the tendency for Noah's sons to hate back. God wanted to live in a world where no one hated, if only for a moment. His eight people were now pure in their weakness and complete reliance on Him. God loved them, and they loved Him. Besides, humankind would forevermore know the power of God to annihilate what He made, and of the superhuman restraint that He knew would be needed not to do it again.

The gratefulness of the family of man for the olive leaf impressed God. They interpreted the olive leaf as a sign of Mercy knowing that God could have killed them too and worrying every day, that He would. Heaven knows there were reasons, Japheth's murder, Ham's gluttony and stealing, everyone's doubts and fears, their lack of faith and trust, and yet, instead, God protected them and lead them through the devastating flood, and showed them by the olive leaf that the end was near; that the earth was almost ready to host them again. Noah knew that his family deserved destruction and were given renewal. God knew that Noah knew that.


God recognized a power that was more transformative than destruction. The power of His love and His ability to forgive and to be the merciful God humankind needed to survive. Was it possible, thought God, for Him to put down the broad brush He had used to create light and the sky and seas and land, and that He used to destroy all of the inhabitants of the earth, and to pick up a hair-thin tool and work slowly and carefully, and painstakingly to shape the human psyche from the inside, one person at a time, as He had done with Enoch, and Methusalah and Noah?

Noah and Sha-me, Japheth and Coochie, Ham and Aurelia, Shem and Lazaria worshipped God for His mercy and for guiding the ark to its resting place. Their faith and gratitude was worth the devastation of the earth. And yet, there had to be a better way. God knew that He could not go through this again.

God realized that He needed to keep in mind that that though they are made in His image and likeness humans are only flesh, a wind that passes and does not come again (psalm 78). Humankind would test Him over and over again, and provoke Him. But He would have to find a better way, more ways, to be merciful. Had He not been merciful to Cain when he killed his brother, and to Adam and Eve when they violated the one command? God knew that some day He would have to become human to fully comprehend the plight of a creature with the psyche and soul of God, and the vulnerability of flesh. How He despised death when it removed a loving soul from His reach. But first He would do whatever He could to avoid such drastic measures.


THE ARK SCENE

"Father Noah, a full week has passed. Let's send this dove out again." said Lazaria offering her patriarch the dove nested in the palms of her outstretched hands.

"Yes, my dear. It's time." Noah and Lazaria walked to the gathering room, meeting Shem and Japheth along the way.

"Come with us, help father open the window." said Lazaria cheerfully. "We are going to release the dove again!"

The four captives paraded over to the gathering room with the nested dove in Lazaria's hands followed by father Noah in procession.

The day was calm. When the men opened the window, they were surprised to see more earth uncovered. The bright warm sun penetrated the cool dark room with scintillating anticipation of new life.

Sha-me and Aurelia entered and then Ham and Coochie one by one. The warm, luminous, healing sun called each one in from the four corners of the ark where they had been quietly filling the barrel of time to the brim.

The dove did not wait for ceremony, but as soon as it spotted the opening he flew like the wind out of confinement into the new world to explore, wanting never to return to its prison again. His job was done when he had delivered the olive leaf; now he was free to go.

"I am certain that we have seen the last of that bird." said Ham to the others who were all smiling and nodding with envy.

Noah said, "Family, let's prepare for our own departure, but let's not be too impatient, the dove may return. We do not know what it will find."

"Not this time father. I don't believe we will ever see that bird again." replied Aurelia gleefully.

"May we too leave father? It looks good enough for me." begged Coochie with echoes of nodding heads around her.

"No!" replied Noah emphatically to Coochie and the nodding heads. "The Lord has yet to give me permission. Instead, let's remove the covering of the ark."

With a chorus of alrights and okays, all seven followed Noah to the deck stopping to pick up whatever tools they could find to help them with the massive chore of disassembling the roof where they had placed the cisterns that had been dry for weeks.


A WEEK LATER

In Noah's 601st year, in the first month, and on the first day Japheth was the first person to arrive in the gathering room. He stood gazing out the window to see that the land was more expansive than ever before, even much more than the day before. The blazing sun had replaced the wind as the tool God used most to restore the land mass.

'Noah looked and saw that the face of the ground was drying.' "It won't be much longer, my children." Said Noah. "Now we are called to be patient."

The truth was, the family was too weak to argue. They needed the sun to strengthen them before they could start the journey to find places to settle.

Without permission from either God or Noah to disembark each member of the family had to adjust to a new phase of inner struggle. No one knew if it would be a day or another year of confinement in the smelly and loud ever-shrinking boat. The view of the outside world, especially with all the dry land immediately surrounding them and the bright sun by day and clear starry nights made the ark of their refuge feel more and more like a prison. For the first time since they entered the boat a year earlier the ugly sounds of bickering and quarrels further polluted the rancid air.

Ham and Japheth talked to each other about escape, but then started arguing about the details, until the arguments turned into fist fights so violent that Shem had to step in and break it up.

"Look brothers! No one is going anywhere until we are given permission. Now get used to that!" shouted Shem.

"You are just a coward, Shem. What's the threat? All the predator animals are in here, and every one of them is as weak as a kitten."
"God is out there Ham," shouted Shem, "and He wants to be obeyed. Once we get out there too we will need each other, so cease this fighting, and be patient! Ham get out of here; leave me alone!"

"Who are you to tell me what to do Shem! I am so sick of your holier than thou attitude, I could vomit!"

"Well then go vomit Ham; it will do you good, and give the animals something to eat."

Japheth chimed in, "Hey squirt, did you say we should be patient? PATIENT, are you seriously telling us to be patient! I see no reason to stay here, I have been patient enough! What are we waiting for, to starve?!"

"You idiots, both of you," shouted Shem even louder than before, at the same time wondering where he was getting the strength."have you learned nothing all of these months? Do you not remember what it was like to live among all those heathen, that rude, angry, disrespectful clump of humanity. Do you remember how we were relieved to have vicious animals in our midst rather than to have to endure our neighbors? Do you remember why we are here in the first place? God, the same God who forgave our forefathers Adam and even his murderous son Cain, could no longer abide the evil in men's hearts. So much so that He banished them from His world. Do you want Him to regret that He saved you? What is another day or another year of being here when the alternative is to show God that we are as bad as the wicked men He destroyed, and less worthy than ignorant animals?"

"Get out of my face." grumbled Japheth and left the room. Ham walked away too without a word. Noah walked in.

"What's going on here Shem?"

"Nothing, father; less than nothing." It was Shem's habit to diffuse hostility rather than to build on it. "What should we do today to prepare for our departure?"


TWO MONTHS LATER - THE OPEN DOOR

In the second month after the dove had flown away, on the twenty-seven day of the month, three weeks after the fore-mentioned squabble, God spoke.

God said to Noah, "Go out of the ark, you and your wife, and your sons and your sons' wives. Bring out every living thing that is with you ."

"Hallelujah!" Shouted every son and daughter of Noah."Let's go!"

They all rushed down to the hold on the ground floor where an era of months before Japheth and Ham had barred the door tight with a beam to keep the doomed from barging in. The memories of that day seeped into everyone's mind and from there trickled down to sadden their hearts. Only Lazaria and Coochie showed evidence of it with tears welling up in their eyes. They each wiped the tears quickly away forcing the thoughts and memories of the howling begging people to dissipate as fast as possible.

The beam budged. After a long struggle, it became dislodged. This task would have happened much faster had the men been as strong as they were when they barred it closed. The sense of urgency was not as strong either, nor the fear of possible intruders, now dead.

After much time and struggle, the doors finally opened, the first to be released were the birds whose imprisonment was the most unnatural. Lazaria and Shem had gone to the bird room together while Ham and Japheth worked on the door.

"Dear, dear friends," sang Lazaria to her feathered friends "I have come with good news this morning! Today you leave this wooden chamber and return to your precious sky. Today!" Shem knew that it was not the words that stirred the birds, but the sense of them that made the bird's wings flutter wildly. A mad aerial rush for the door forced Lazaria and Shem to the ground. Shem wondered how they would tell the horses and sheep, lest they be trampled to death.

Noah and Sha-me were the first to exit the ark. The warm sun beat down to warm their thin skin. Hand in hand, they stepped over the wooden threshold and onto a hard rough rock. Neither of them in their hundreds of years had ever seen such a large rock. After braving a few more steady steps away from their lifeboat, they stopped and took a good long look at each other, thin and pale. A warm breeze brushed past them blowing wisps of white hair across their wrinkled faces.

Noah was the first to turn his head away to see the new world. Their old homeland had been flat and woodsy, but this place was in the sky and rocky and barren. It was so foreign and seemed so surreal. Could this be earth, they thought. While they were still getting their bearings the birds rushed through the opening in a mass exodus such as the world had never known. Hundreds of wings small and large and huge fluttered overhead, slicing the air with thousands of motions to catapult themselves through it.

The birds went so far so fast that the sound of them could not be detected by the family on the ground. Noah and Sha-me stood gazing up at the free birds until they were all out of sight soaking in the joy of them to be finally free after so many months, finally in their natural surroundings again. How much worse must have been the ordeal for the birds than for the earthbound creatures. What must it have been like for the birds to exist for over a year of long days and nights in the dark confines of the ark without even the knowledge that someday they would fly the skies again? At that moment Noah realized how their anticipation of freedom and the new world, how knowing the reason for their travails sustained them. Noah wondered if a secret language between God and the birds helped them through the plight of the flood and the prolonged wait that followed.

Back in the ark, Ham and Japheth and their wives were curiously timid. They lingered together inside watching Noah and Sha-me and the birds. Shem and Lazaria were still making their way from the bird room to the door.

"May we come out Father?" said Japheth and Ham in unison.

"Yes, my sons. Fear not, enter into our new world."

The thin ragged young men stepped hesitantly over the weather beaten wooden threshold while their wives held back fearfully, squinting at the bright and strange new world. The intense light hurt their eyes so they could hardly see. Exiting the ark was to them like landing on the moon.

Ham and Japheth walked straight to their parents. The manner in which the young men greeted the hard new world was like chicks birthing themselves out of their tight eggshell. They fought to be released, but once out were unsure of the next step.

"Where is the soil to grow our food!! cried Ham horrified at the massive rock under their feet and all around them. The bright sun and great distance blinded the men to the rich fertile valley below.

"Come out my daughters," urged Sha-me, "come and look at our new world with us." She watched as Coochie, then Aurelia very slowly and carefully stepped over the threshold and onto the hard rock.

"Oh my!" exclaimed Aurelia looking all around her at the majesty of the mountaintop surveying the earth below.

"What is this?!" echoed Coochie.

Japheth answered, "Don't you remember, when we used to till the soil back home, and we would find small rocks that we tossed aside? These are gigantic versions of the same substance."

"What are we to do with this? How will we grow our food!" said Coochie alarmed.

Noah stepped in to allay their fears. "This is only where the ark landed, my dear. We will not stay in this place. We must journey down this mountain. The Lord has provided a fertile valley below. For now, He has set the ark on a most stable surface, above the waters where we have been resting whilst the waters were receding. This is why we had to wait so long, the waters were far below us. Be at peace my child. The Lord will not forsake us."

Coochie looked embarrassed wondering how she could have distrusted the Lord, after all they had been through.

"Before we do another thing, let us give thanks." added Noah.


THE FIRST PRAYER

Before being asked Lazaria, who had just arrived with Shem, began her hallelujah chant and all of the young men and ladies with their mother Sha-me joined in while Noah bellowed for God to hear, "Not to us O Lord, not to us, but to Your name give glory, for the sake of your steadfast love and your faithfulness. For you have delivered our souls from death, our eyes from tears, our feet from stumbling that we may walk before You in a new land of the living. What shall we return to the Lord for all His bounty to us? Let us lift up the cup of salvation and rejoice in the name of the Lord. O give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His steadfast love endures forever! Praise the Lord for He is gracious, and a song of praise is fitting. Praise the Lord sun and moon; praise Him all you shining stars! Praise Him, you highest heavens, and you waters above the heavens..." Thus Noah continued for over an hour extolling the Lord for His goodness and faithfulness, for His mercy and providence, alternately speaking directly to Him and to his family.

While Noah prayed, and His children chanted, Sha-me and her son's and daughters looked up wishing that they could see their Provider, if only for an instant, their souls brimming with contentment, gratitude, and adoration.

After, the worship time, when every heart was emptied of its fear, and strengthened by the spirit of hope, and faith, father Noah began to discuss the logistics of emptying the ark and their journey down the mountain.


THE DESCENT

Noah knew that he couldn't just open every door and gate and release all the animals at once, the predators with their victims. Just as they had been carefully installed in the ark, so did they need to be selectively released. There were farm animals useful for plowing and transportation and there was vermin and rodents and reptiles. Noah could plainly see that this new environment would be as impossible to thrive in as the deep seas for some of the creatures, and that they too would need to be transported to better ground. The logistics of disembarking was overwhelming. Without counsel from God, they would have been met with disaster. The sheer weakness of the animals would sometimes make their work easier, sometimes harder.

The first job was to reconnoiter while escorting the first family of animals. The menfolk would go ahead with the mountain goats and explore their surroundings, while the women continued to feed the other animals, disassemble the ark for its wood wherever they could, and pack.

The air was clean and fresh. The warmth of the sun penetrated man and woman, hiker and zookeeper deep into his and her skeleton. Flesh and bones rejoiced together in light and heat.

Descending Mount Ararat was no easy task, but the men were on a mission that neither their hunger nor their weakness could thwart. Noah wondered how they would get back up the mountain, but didn't dare give voice to his concern. In fact silence accompanied the men most of the way. Even random thoughts dared not interfere with their need to concentrate on where to place their feet.

From time to time the men stopped to look around. From the heights of the mountain they saw seas, one day to be known as the Black Sea to their right, and the Caspian Sea to the left, and also in front, the Mediterranean Sea. At a longer nourishment stop halfway down, each brother claimed his land. Japheth being the eldest nestled himself neatly between the Black Sea and the Mediterranean. Shem said he would go south, farther from the mountain to what would be known in centuries to come as the land of Midian to the east of the Red Sea and west of the Persian Gulf. Ham would travel to the west side of the Red Sea into the land that would come to be known as Egypt and Ethiopia. Having settled that, the men continued down the mountain with renewed enthusiasm and vigor.


THE LANDING

Ham was the first to reach the floor of the valley after the goats which helped them mark the path. He looked around to see a wide and magnificent plain that went on for miles. What a perfect land this turned out to be. Groves of olive trees and fig trees and fertile farmland greeted the men to their delight.

Japheth was the first to site the massive fresh water lake. They ran over to it far behind the goats and drank and splashed to their hearts content. Not even a duck could have been happier. Certainly God had provided everything for His people.

After the best night's sleep they had had in over a year, the menfolk, strengthened and refreshed, headed back up Ararat to fetch their wives and other animals.


THE RETURN

Climbing back up the mountain was not as difficult as they expected it to be. Most of the goats followed them. They stopped from time to time to catch their breath and let their hearts slow down, but the joy of the good news they were bringing with them seemed to catapult their bodies as well as their spirits.

The men arrived to find the women ready. They had already released as many creatures and swarming things they could. The reptiles, arachnids, and little flying bugs had all been released. Dogs and cats ran around the camp merrily chasing each other.

Most of the animals would be fine, but Noah was concerned about how they would get the cows and bison, horses and giraffe, down the mountain. There was really nothing they could do, but release them one family at a time and watch to see if they got in trouble.

Sha-me reported that their larder was just about empty. Noah replied, "Let's pray and ask the Lord what we should do, for He gives us everything we need,."


NEW FOOD

At the next worship service Noah spoke to the Lord, "Father, we see the rich valley below you gave in store for us, but our nuts and dried fruit are gone. What shall we eat?" Everyone sat in silence, waiting for the reply.

Simultaneously man and woman alike received the answer, but no one wanted to say it aloud, lest the answer shock everyone else. Finally, Ham blurted out. "We must kill certain animals and eat them."

The women gasped loudly, but they each knew Ham was right, because that is what they too had heard in their hearts.

Never before that moment, even in the days of evil and wickedness had mankind eaten an animal. Never. They had taken their eggs, and taken their mother's milk when it seemed that both were in abundance and could be replenished easily enough, but of their flesh, no, never.

But these were not ordinary times. The whole world was new and different. Nut trees would need years to bear, as would the new fruit trees. Even eggs and milk were scarce as the animals were malnourished and not producing. They had no choice.

The women refused to have anything to do with killing, but they agreed out of necessity that they would force themselves to eat the meat.

The men seemed to know instinctively which animals would be good for food. The men had no desire to kill, not after all they had been through and all the death that they witnessed, and knowing that these very animals were their brothers in the storm. It seemed unthinkable that they should want to harm an animal in any way.

Yet, this was not a killing out of malice or anger; it was a sacrificial killing. The men sacrificed their own repulsion over killing the animal out of obedience to God and physical need. A necessity. The animals would, albeit involuntarily, give their lives for the survival of humankind. Men would take their lives from them for their own survival. These men, having cared for their animals so well, having gone through death and baptism together, indeed felt that they were as sacrificing their own lives through the animals, so that they themselves could live. This was a stunning and altogether unexpected situation.

It occurred to Lazaria that this sacrifice would make the animal, whether it be a chicken or a sweet little lamb, once eaten, a part of her being. She thought that in a sense the animal would continue to live in her own body and in her blood, to become part of her. She thought that by eating the animal she could elevate it to a height of existence that the animal could never reach on its own. Such a thought helped Lazaria to commit this act, this cannibal act of eating an animal. Lazaria shared this thought with her family, Aurelia responded with a hug. Sha-me smiled.

Outside, with the ark of their salvation in the background, Noah took wood from the ark and lit a fire. There Noah, the first man ever to do so since the beginning of time, built an altar to the Lord. He took of every clean animal and of every clean bird, and he shed its blood, and offered burnt offerings on the altar of wood and fire.

Everyone watched in silence and prayer. As awful as this moment was, it was also holy. Aurelia, Japheth, Coochie, Shem, each man and woman knew that this was the right thing to do. For many reasons, for their physical survival and for their spiritual witness and offering, they knew that offering these animals to the Lord as a burnt offering gave them psychological wisdom and physical strength. As they watched the animals' flesh cooking on the fire, they identified with the animal; it was as if man and woman lay on that fire too as a sacrifice to the Lord. The cooking animal said to each person in his or her heart, "I give of myself, inasmuch as this flesh will be part of me soon." And then something quite unexpected occurred.

When the Lord smelled the pleasing odor, for indeed, to everyone's surprise the burnt flesh gave a delicious aroma, the Lord said aloud for everyone to hear, "I will never again curse the ground because of humankind, for the inclination of the human heart is evil from youth; nor will I ever again destroy every creature as I have done. As long as the earth endures, and seed time and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and nights, shall not cease." The incense of burning flesh spoke to the Lord, all that churned in the hearts of Noah's family.

The Lord saw the humility of the birds and animals of burnt offering, and the need for this violent act because He had cursed the ground for His anger at humankind, and He realized that the innocent cycle of nature, and the innocent animals should never again bear such a terrible burden of punishment for the evil that lay in men's hearts.

The family sat around the campfire, made from wood of the ark, that was an altar to the Lord and ate their meat in tears and silence. Not since the beginning of time had there been such a sacred and sorrowful meal. When they were finished their bellies were full and their hearts were full. The family had been humbled in a way that to their astonishment topped the year in the ark. The death of the innocents, even of nature, illuminated their unworthiness, and consequently their sense of the majesty of mercy.


Genesis 9

Genesis 9:1-17 God blessed Noah and his sons and said to them, “Be fruitful and multiply and fill the earth. The fear and terror of you will be in every living creature on the earth, every bird of the sky, every creature that crawls on the ground, and all the fish of the sea. They are placed under your authority.

Every living creature will be food for you; as I gave the green plants, I have given you everything. However, you must not eat meat with its lifeblood in it. I will require the life of every animal and every man for your life and your blood. I will require the life of each man’s brother for a man’s life. Whoever sheds man’s blood, his blood will be shed by man, for God made man in His image.

But you, be fruitful and multiply; spread out over the earth and multiply on it.” Then God said to Noah and his sons with him, “Understand that I am confirming My covenant with you and your descendants after you, and with every living creature that is with you—birds, livestock, and all wildlife of the earth that are with you—all the animals of the earth that came out of the ark. I confirm My covenant with you that never again will every creature be wiped out by the waters of a flood; there will never again be a flood to destroy the earth.”

And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant I am making between Me and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for all future generations: I have placed My bow in the clouds, and it will be a sign of the covenant between Me and the earth. Whenever I form clouds over the earth and the bow appears in the clouds, I will remember My covenant between Me and you and all the living creatures: water will never again become a flood to destroy every creature. The bow will be in the clouds, and I will look at it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all the living creatures on earth.” God said to Noah, “This is the sign of the covenant that I have confirmed between Me and every creature on earth.”

MEAT EATERS MOVE OUT

The family remained somber and sorrowful after the animal sacrifice and the first meal of meat. It was hard to look at their animals with the same joyful husbandry, however, as the days went by, the pain receded, and the nourishment that the chickens and goats provided became common place and soon it became welcome.

The parade of animals down Mount Ararat continued for over a week. There was much to do. A camp was set up in the rich fertile valley. The womenfolk soon made a home out of it where everyone still lived together. While the men trekked up and down the mountain with a new family of animals every day. The work built their muscles and the protein from the meat helped too, so that by the time the ark was empty Noah and his family were transformed into strong, tanned, muscular men and women.

With every trip more and more wood was brought down to build new homes and more fires, until the day when Mount Ararat was topped by only the footprint of the ark of their salvation. The rapidly diminished bank of wood was being used to build a new life on earth.

ALIVE Chapter 16 - Stopped

The ark wandered aimlessly for 150 days.


The tenth month of being in the ark was not much different than the second month or the seventh. The 40th-day celebration not only marked the end of the rains, a very joyous event, but the beginning of a protracted time at sea. With neither a date of arrival, nor an end in sight Noah and his family had to adjust their minds and hearts to accept a monotonous present. For all they knew, they would be hostage in the ark for years. God had told Noah about the 40 days, but said nothing about how much longer they would have to live in the smelly congested houseboat. It seemed impossible that the earth could ever absorb the bottomless ocean they were floating on. What they needed was steady, unswerving faith. The kind of blind but hearty faith that comes without any encouragement at all, for no one knew what to expect except more drifting around the oceanic earth. In these days God never spoke, not even to Noah.

Nevertheless every morning at sunrise the family gathered to talk and chant to God, hoping that their melodious voices would draw His attention and He would tell them what to expect. After prayer and worship-time, they did their chores, cooked and cleaned, and tended the animals. The routine was vital to their mental health and to the stability of their community.

Every night the skies were illuminated by millions of stars and one bright moon that changed its shape from round to crescent to help them mark time. The beautiful skies that replaced the 40 days of thick clouds was a gift that helped the family endure the long months after the rains ended. Japheth was the time keeper; every morning he placed his hash mark on the wall and every evening he drew the shape of the moon.

Following the party of the fortieth day, the food rations were cut so that they only ate a little once a day, just enough to keep them alive. After the party, they stopped the fourth and sixth day fasts because there was so little eating that to skip a day seemed suicidal, and the last thing any of them wanted was to court death. Even the animals grew bony and lethargic. Besides, the fast had accomplished its purpose of helping to transform each of them into children of God. Contrary to normal human relations, these eight persons never fought or bickered with each other. Was it because they were too weak to argue, or that it seemed too futile? Or was it because God has gifted them with the spirit of peace, to compensate them for all the physical and emotional suffering He knew they would have to endure. The phrase, 'they were in this boat together' probably started on the ark. I imagine Noah being the first to say that to his family to remind them that the miserable conditions, the growing poverty as they used up their resources, and everything each of them felt and thought, the fright, the loneliness, the despair and boredom was shared alike by all.

All of the animals and all of the people were somber with an emptiness that all the water in the world could not fill. The boredom was so heavy that even the blazing sunshine could only lift their spirits a meter high and only for a few moments every now and then.

During those hollow weeks God drifted away from the ark. We know this because in Genesis 8 we read that He came back from wherever He went. It says, “God ‘remembered’ Noah and all the wild animals and all the domestic animals that were with him in the ark. And God made a wind blow over the earth, and the waters subsided; the fountains of the deep and the windows of heavens were closed, the rain from the heavens was restrained and the waters gradually receded from the earth. At the end of one hundred fifty days the waters had abated; and in the seventh month, on the seventeenth day of the month the ark came to rest on the mountains of Ararat.”


The ark rested on Ararat in the seventh month.

Without warning there was a thunderous sound of the wood of the ark clashing with rock. Man and beast alike fell to the ground and sat there in fear, waiting for the imagined break into the floor to open the way for the entire ocean to enter their home, their world, and swallow it up. In reality the landing was fairly smooth and without trauma, as if the entire ark found its docking station and clipped itself in.

“We stopped!” exclaimed Japheth to make sure that everyone knew the obvious, as if they couldn’t know unless Japheth told them.

“I know,” replied Coochie who had fallen by his side. She stood up and dusted herself off and then gave Japheth a big hug saying, “Isn’t this terrific!”

Soon everyone, from wherever they were and from whatever they had been doing to pass the dull time, scurried up to the deck to see what happened, and saw nothing. The ark was perched on something, but they could not see what. All they saw for miles and miles around was ocean, but something was different. They were not moving.

“It’s windy up here; I’m cold.” said Aurelia shivering with teeth clicking rapidly “Can we go inside now? We have seen enough.”

“Of course my dear,” replied Noah. “Come family.”

Everyone descended to the dark gathering room. The window hadn't been opened for a very long time as the blowing cold winds were not at all welcome. Nevertheless, without the ability to see that they were still, and even though waves were incessantly hitting the sides and jarring the ark, they could sense that they were no longer traveling.

The new sensation of stillness was odd. Despite the slamming waves that shook the ark, it continued to remain firmly in place.

“Let’s sit in a circle.” suggested Lazaria who took Shem’s hand and sat on the floor cross-legged. Sha-me walked over to Noah and took his hand and together they sat down next to Lazaria. Soon the circle was complete.

Hand in hand, feeling the subtle vibrations of one another the family sat quietly with each pair of eyes sometimes open, sometimes closed, rhythmically alternating sips of light and darkness, and of visual and inner contemplation making a moving picture of humanity absorbing the new sensation of being in a fixed location. This sense of location, so new and fresh was appreciated as man had never before and never since appreciated being fixed in place. No one even wanted to get up and walk, or yet cared to know where (s)he was. An hour, maybe two hours passed in pure inactivity and quiet contemplation.

Ham was the first to pull himself up to his feet. “I hear the cows calling to be milked. Aurelia, come gather the eggs.”

“Alright, Ham.” She replied softly, hating to break the silence. 'How Ham loved his eggs' she thought to herself.

In ones and twos the family soon resumed their normal activities, and within a week they were all accustomed to the stationary ark, however, the wind that was causing the waters to subside continued to blow hard. The still ark enveloped by winds and choppy seas presented the family with yet another weird and threatening environment. Going on deck to survey the scene was not for the especially slight, lest the wind scoop him or her up and throw him or her into the sea. The women learned fast to stay below. The men were forced out of necessity to bring down fresh water from the rapidly diminishing cisterns.

The three brothers started to enjoy being together away from the others to talk about their plans for the future. They would certainly go their separate ways hoping to find enough land to divide for each family. They wondered when the land would be arable enough to farm. They wondered about the condition of the seeds they had brought on board.They also had to divide the animals. After being in such close quarters for so long, the whole concept of dividing was equally frightening and welcome. With the same enthusiasm that they had to build the ark, each brother wanted to plan what needed to be done to begin life anew on the earth. Homes needed to be built, or carved out of caves, gardens planted. But first they needed to find food for the animals that they needed to help them. Horses for traveling, the cows and chickens needed to be strengthened as their production had fallen way off. There was so much to be done once they landed, whenever that would be. Yet, there were so many unknowns about what they would find, it was difficult to make plans. How would they all get down from this mountain, and how far would they have to travel to find flatlands? The brothers were brimming questions, but also with hope and anticipation.

In the tenth month mountaintops appear.

After three long monotonous months, the stability eventually grew old too. The waters were being absorbed so slowly, and the winds so fierce that rarely did anyone venture on deck, and the window was never opened in a futile attempt to retain whatever heat they could muster inside the ark. Change was so gradual that no one was immediately aware of the growing appearance of land beneath them, or the appearance of other mountaintops.

When the first mountaintop was spotted in the distance (by Shem) everyone else became self-appointed watchmen stealing away to the deck for a quick look around. As it turned out the ark had landed on a wide and flat area, obviously designed by God for this purpose. It wasn’t long before they noticed that there was a growing ring of earth beneath them. But more exciting was the evolving skyline. More and more mountaintops soon popped up here and there. Every morning presented the family with a brand new view and a spectacular sunrise. The brothers worried that land suitable for farming or ranching could be a long journey away.

For the following five months, morning, noon and night the chatter was only about the future. The women who surprisingly did not conceive during the entire ordeal on the ark were ready to bear children, many many children would be needed to begin the world again.

40 days after spotting other mountains Noah sent out a raven.

“What are you doing here father?” asked Lazaria who was visiting the birds when Noah came in.

“I am looking for a raven. Do you know where they are?”

“Yes, of course father.” she replied and led him there. A raven flew over and perched on her shoulder. Lazaria looked at Noah and smiled proudly with her sparkling green eyes.

“Excellent,” said Noah. You two come with me.” He led them out of the bird room and into the gathering room, the raven glued to Lazaria's shoulder. When they arrived, they were greeted by Sha-me and Shem. With Shem's help Noah opened the window. Lazaria and the raven watched quietly. As the window slowly opened, because of the force of the wind and Noah's diminished strength, a fresh and fragrant breeze rushed in to envelope the humans. Faces looked away in protection, but the fresh air smelled divine.

Noah reached over to Lazaria’s shoulder and held out his arm. The raven instinctively fluttered over. Then Noah extended his raven-laden arm out the window and said, “Mr. Raven go and find us some land. The raven flew away. Noah and Lazaria watched until the bird was only a speck of black in the distance.

“I wonder what he will find.” said Lazaria wistfully while Noah and Shem closed the window.

At that moment Ham and Japheth walked in. “There you are father, we have been looking for you. Do you suppose there is a way we can pull some water from the sea into the cisterns? We are getting mighty low.” Listening to themselves ask for water sounded absurd, but the truth was that they found themselves surrounded by ocean in the distance with very little in their reach as the waters were rapidly subsiding. The menfolk had a real puzzle on their hands. The narrow strip of land surrounding the ark created a barrier between them and the water they needed.

After the men went off to solve their new engineering challenge, Sha-me went to see if the cows or goats had any more milk to give her family. Lazaria stayed and tidied up the gathering room. She thought more about the raven and where he had gone. How she longed to follow him. That evening while the family was gathered for their meager supper, they talked about why the raven had not returned.

"It probably froze to death." said Ham.

"Like we may soon." added Coochie.

It was true; the family noticed a rapid decrease in temperature since they landed. The window stay closed all the time. Inside everyone had on nearly every article of clothing they owned to try to stay warm. Even hands were wrapped in cloth. The fingers and toes, especially of the women were excruciatingly painful. Noah and his sons rigged up an indoor fire pit to keep them warm. Fortunately there was plenty of dung they could use for fuel, but controlling the fire and removing the smoke were the biggest challenges. They could no longer empty the latrine into the sea because of the narrow ring of land that surrounded them, so they left it inside.

The anticipation of leaving the ark was mounting to a frenzied level. How they wanted to be out of this prolonged confinement. It had been so much longer than anyone expected. And so much more difficult. Only Sha-me and sometimes Noah felt nostalgic with thoughts of losing the closeness of their family.

Seven nights had gone by and still no sign of the raven's return. Throughout each day someone ventured up on deck to look around for new mountains and the raven, finding one, but not the other.

One afternoon Lazaria approached Noah in his compartment and asked, "Father, why don't you send out this dove?" Lazaria held out a pure white dove that nested in the palm of her hands. "I know he will return if he can." she added with a smile of assurance.

"Alright my dear, let's give him a try." replied Noah and he got up and lead them to the gathering room window. Japheth and Ham were also in the room and watched while Noah opened the window. The dove immediately flew out of Lazaria's hand as if in a desperate escape.

The winds weren't so harsh that day so they left the window open to air out the room.

The family went about their work, some hopeful, some doubtful that the dove would return.

At the end of the day, while gathered at the supper table, the dove surprised them all when it flew in through the window with a fresh olive leaf in his beak.

"I knew he would come back to me!" exclaimed Lazaria gleefully.

"Hallelujah!" shouted everyone else in unison.

"Look, it has something something in his beak! What is it?" asked Aurelia.

The dove landed on Lazaria's shoulder as if to present her with his gift. She reached up and took the dove in her hands and then pulled out the gift.

"It looks like a leaf from an olive tree!" announced Lazaria.

"I wonder where on earth an olive tree could have grown?" said Aurelia.

"Or survived the flood," added Shem.

"The Lord is merciful." stated Noah. "He has heard our cries, and is showing us that the end is near."

"It has been so long since we had any olive oil for light." said Sha-me.

"Or for food," added Ham.

Sha-me echoed Noah when she said, "Kyrie *Eleison, the Lord's mercy is great and He is greatly to be praised. [*elei is the Greek word for olive. Eleison meaning mercy, also means olive. Mercy and olive leaf are interchangeable because of this moment in history when the dove showed them God's mercy with an olive leaf.] Forevermore the olive oil will be a symbol of God's light arising out of deep darkness to be merciful to us who sit in desperation and want. This dove has given us hope. This dove was sent back to us from our God with the message that life will return to our land. One little olive leaf, just one little olive leaf has shown us that our relief is nigh. God, who sees our suffering is giving us mercy and hope."

The family rejoiced again that evening, perhaps not to the degree of the 40th day celebration because of their severe weakness. After all, they had been in the ark seven times forty days. The ark had taken them from the depths of evil and wickedness to the heights of spiritual unity with their God and maker back down to the very brink of physical life. Each man and his wife were holding on to breath and heartbeat by a thin red thread.

"Please, may we get out now father and see if we can find that olive tree?" begged Shem.

"No!" replied Noah surprised to hear himself say that so forcefully.

"Why not?!" cried Coochie sobbing.

"Patience family. If the dove could have found a place to nest he would have not come back."

"But the raven didn't return father!" begged Coochie.

"Besides," responded Noah, "the Lord has not given me the sign yet. We must trust Him. Let us wait for the waters to subside even more. Please keep in mind my children, that when we leave, it will be forever and perhaps harsher conditions than we are experiencing in here will confront us. Let us spend one more week, one holy week, seven days, in prayer and preparation for our departure from this ark of our salvation. Sha-me, My dear, let us take inventory of all the food we have left. We will need some when we get out."

Ham said, "I can tell you now that it isn't very much father. I will help you mother."

ALIVE: Chapter 15 - The Second Sabbath


Everyone including the recently resurrected Lazaria rushed to the rooftop of the ark to look around at the crystal clear air that surrounded them. One after the other lifted the palms of his and her hands above their heads and waited for raindrops to fall on them, but not a droplet was to be felt. It was hard to grasp that they could stand outside and not be pelted with rain. Coochie thought that she was dreaming. Lazaria was speechless. Sha-me was thrilled. It stopped raining. It actually stopped raining. Surely, thought Ham, it will start again soon. Aurelia, read his mind and said, "No Ham, father told us that it would only rain for forty days. Look around, there is nothing but ocean as far as our eyes can see." Japheth added, "What else is there for the rain to do? It has already swallowed everything and everyone we knew."

Any of you readers who has been at sea in an ocean liner can recall the scene of an oceanic earth. Only this boat had no destination. It wandered aimlessly pushed by the wind and pulled by the moon's waves. There was no land on the entire planet where a two or four legged mammal or reptile, or even an insect could go to run or smell the roses, or eat the roses. There were no roses. Just ocean, ark, animals, and nine Persons, including God, in the whole universe.

"Let's celebrate!" exclaimed Sha-me.

"Time to get my bucket of wine! Now where did I hide that thing?" said Noah with a mischievous grin.

"I know!" said Ham.

"How do you know?" replied Noah bruskly. "There had better be some left."

"There is plenty left father. I'll get it." Ham scurried away to avoid any further interrogation with Noah at his heels.

Lazaria chimed in,"Shem, can we make music? I mean with instruments?"

"Sure darling, I started to make a drum a while back. I don't think it would take much to finish it. Japheth, come and help me. I think we could even knock out a flute. Let's try. How about if we plan for the party time to begin at sunset?"

Shem and Japheth went off to make musical instruments.

The ladies went to clean up the great room and decide what foods to prepare. There was still some dried fruit and nuts, but they had to be careful thought Sha-me because they didn't have any idea of how long the food had to last. Aurelia went to the hen room to check for fresh eggs.

Noah followed Ham to the stash of wine and was relieved to see that Ham had not found his hiding place. Ham must have discovered someone else's hiding place. Perhaps Japheth's. Noah sipped the wine and told Ham to take it to the gathering room, then went to fetch his own better vintage.

Ham chuckled when he saw his father come into the room with another bucket. After setting down their spirits the men remembered to go tend the animals stalls and feed them. Noah told Ham to select a few of the cutest ones to come and celebrate with them. The little newborn lamb was sure to be one, and there were several friendly small dogs and cats.

"Ham, wash up our party-animals, while I go to the gathering room and repair the window to stay open." ordered Noah.

"Okay father." replied Ham while playing tug-a-rope with a spaniel.

Miraculously, by sunset everyone was ready. The table was strewn with delicacies. Lazaria, Shem and Japheth entered the gathering room ceremoniously with Lazaria chanting in the lead and her musical accompaniments following in lock step.

Behind the band and singer marched in Ham with his sparkling clean and sweet-smelling menagerie. The little animals were obviously joyous too, prancing and pawing at each other. If an animal could ever smile, these surely did that day. The family all felt a New Year's Eve type thrill of blissful wonderment.

With repetitive strokes of cheer the family was erasing from their minds the days of fasting, the horror of the dead and dying, the grief of abandoning their friends and family. All hearts faced forward wrapped in hope and optimism. Solidarity with each other made each man and woman feel as if he or she too experienced Lazaria's resurrection.

God looked upon His joyful family and saw a thin motley crew, but He knew that they were stronger within than ever before. Stronger than any human had ever been. He was proud of them, each and every one of them made God proud to be called his and her Father. God too wanted to forget the early scenes of the dead and dying. God witnessed the carnage much more than anyone else and it troubled Him, but now was the time to put all that aside. He even wanted to forget the death of Lazaria which troubled Him more than any other death; it was a reminder to Him that no matter how much He loved the human, the curse of death would not could not, at least not yet, be undone.

God wanted to contribute to the festivities, so He gave the family a spectacularly stunning and luminous sunset, with a full moon on the other side of the sky. He blew away all the clouds, opening the heavens to a million stars that filled the evening sky with light for their party. Then God tapped Noah to be the first to notice. Noah casually caste his eyes over his shoulder through the window and stopped in utter amazement at the beauty of the evening sky. When at last he calmed down enough to speak, he pointed up and said, "Look!"

Eight faces looked up at the blazing sunset and gasped in unison. Their faces blossomed into big smiles knowing Who painted the sky for them. No one had experienced such sheer joy before.

After admiring the sunset, everyone at the party resumed their chatter; they had fun playing with the little animals and danced as they never danced before to rhythms pounded out by Ham on the drums, with Japheth on the flute. Shem's accentuated the rhythm with his new high-pitched hollow sticks. Playing the sticks did not prevent Shem from wondering about the coincidence of Lazaria's resurrection with the end of the 40 days of rain. He knew that everything God does is meaningful and purposeful. It was a puzzle that he wanted to solve.

God knew that Shem would not be able to solve this riddle because he could not see the day millennia in the future when Christ would ride into Jerusalem on the back of a donkey, as His mother thus rode into Bethlehem the day before He was born into this world. A secret, quiet procession followed by a loud public one, yet both on the back of a lowly donkey. Shem could not know about the foreshadowing of victory, the small entrance, that this 40th day, this minor resurrection represented for humankind. He could not know that the darkest days of humanity, even the darkest days for God Himself lay ahead.

Shem continued to wonder and marvel. He wondered that, if God was one of them, one of the nine of them, as his father said He was, then Shem wondered if God felt the pain of separation, of the death of Lazaria. Did God weep for her too? Shem believed that he felt dead without Lazaria, and he wondered if God felt dead too when Lazaria stopped chanting her alleluias forever? Shem pondered these things without conclusion while hammering out his rhythm on the sticks.

How tragic is the death of even one beloved person? Shem knew that someday each person had to die. After all, that was the curse on Adam and Eve that could not be undone, until someone, perhaps it would have to be God himself, opened the path to the Tree of Life.

He sensed that the lesson of the ark was not that they would never die, but unity with God, the creator and with each other, loving God as they loved each other, with patience and care, forgiveness when needed, gave the humans a power to come back from death, to overcome death, just as Lazaria demonstrated to them. It was a lesson he hoped never to forget no matter how long he lived after the ark experience. 'How God must have suffered when Lazaria left us,' thought Shem.

Shem's thoughts of Lazaria's death turned to death itself. What really died, once and for all time thought Shem was the world with all of those angry people doing whatever they could to prevail and exploit each other. That is what died, thought Shem, because it never really lived. Those people didn't understand life because they didn't understand God. They were so much like the animals that had to die. The purification period that they went through during the past forty days was not an end in itself but contributed to their ability to see clearly, to comprehend the mystery of resurrection of life in God. Every evil person died, but because Lazaria was full of love and self sacrifice, she could be resurrected, even from the death of her body.

Shem was sure that had they eaten and caroused as they did in the days before entering the ark, they would not have been capable of uniting with God as they did. He remembered when he, like Ham, was focused on physical pleasure. How could an animal experience the ecstasy of the realization of the power of God within it? How could an animal, so different from a human comprehend the possibility of immortality?

ALIVE: Chapter 14 Collapsed and Powerful


For Shem the raindrops beating on the ark were the tears of God almighty, crying with him over the death of Lazaria. Shem struggled to accept that she would never hug him again or sing to him. He still slept beside her tightly wrapped body. Sha-me and Aurelia made up a bed for him in a separate place and begged him to start sleeping there on it. He refused. Surprisingly, her body did not smell bad as other dead bodies that reeked after time, so there was no reason to leave her alone during those long dark nights in the ark. If anything, he thought he smelled a faint fragrance of lilies-of-the-valley whenever he first entered the room. How he loved it when she nested her lovely blonde head in the cleft of his shoulder and held his chest with her soft arm as they slept. Now it was his turn to cover her with his strong muscular arm. Touch.

God looked down upon His earth covered with water and thought about the second day of creation when He made the sky and separated the waters below the sky from the waters above it. God had not known such a watery scene since then which was before He made the mountains and deserts, and before He made the sun and moon, and before He made creatures and humankind. On that second day, as on this day, there was only light and water, water and light everywhere.

On this day, the Neanderthals were dead and gone, the dinosaurs were gone too because they were too big and dangerous to come into the ark, and there were no more sea monsters either because the turbulent waters overwhelmed them at God's request. Never again would the sons and daughters of God marry the sons and daughters of men. There would forevermore be one kind of human. On this thirty-seventh day of the ark when God gazed upon the watery earth and sky He could no longer see the great and regal trees, nor the majestic mountaintops, nor any moving form of life, for everything God made that moved on the earth, birds, domestic animals, wild animals, all swarming creatures that swarm on the earth, and all human beings, everything on dry land in whose nostrils was breath had died.

The fortieth day was drawing near. God was ready to close the fountains of the deep and restrain the windows of the heavens. He was ready to send a mighty wind to blow over the earth to cause the waters to subside.

Before the rains began God wanted to annihilate all life except Noah and his arkful, but now that it was accomplished He was not content. God had witnessed death and destruction on a scale that repulsed Him. He was the God of birth and creativity. Surprisingly His repulsion over the parasite of evil had been diminished by His repulsion over this holocaust. God could not endure the scene and drifted away from time to time. But that is not why He didn't answer Noah's prayer for the life of Lazaria. He heard it.

So stunned and grieved were Noah and his family that it skewed their sense of who God was and their worship of Him. They were accustomed to being the favored children on which the spotlight of His care and protection rested. They expected God to enthusiastically grant their every wish, like a servant or even like a slave. He needed them to know Him in a different way, as a Father, not as a magician.

On the fourth morning after the death of Lazaria, at the prayer gathering the angel of the Lord filled Noah's soul again. This time in the presence of his family.

"Oh dear family, in my grief I have neglected to tell you what an angel of the Lord conveyed to me before Lazaria died. However, now I am not sure what to think of the message."

"Father, tell us." cried Shem who was desperate for any words of wisdom that could dull the pain of his grief.

Noah cleared his throat and tried to compose his message.

"Before Lazaria died....and even now, because I sense that though her body is lifeless, her spirit is very much alive, we were not eight living persons in this ark. Our God made us in His image and likeness, our intelligence, our language skills, our creativity, our emotions all reflect His Being. Therefore we are nine living persons and only nine persons alive in all of the heavens and earth. To be nine is significant. To be nine means to be able to multiply ourselves in others so that they too are gods. We nine are recreating humanity born and comprised of divinity. This nine-ness of us shall forevermore describe to humanity, to those who want to know, what it means to be made in the image and likeness of God, what it means to be baptized and born anew, to rise above the filth of a fallen world as the waters have elevated our souls as well as our bodies."

All curious and confused eyes were focused on Noah.

He continued, "God is sending us to a new world of our making. We are to multiply ourselves, not just by having children, as I hope you will, but to procreate our reborn godly image throughout the world. To be one of nine, as each of us is, including God, means that we have a very special characteristic. We nine can multiply any other number and maintain our identity as nine when that number is collapsed. We can be both ourselves, as the number multiplied, and godly - the nine-ness of us as together and individually."

Noah went on to demonstrate this axiom by multiplying nine by various numbers, and succeeded in fascinating his family who slowly came to understand the meaning of his words. The message was simply that not only was God with them, but He was in them as they were in each other.

Sha-me exclaimed, "That is wonderful Noah, truly wonderful."

"Father Noah," said Shem, "Show us God the Father."

Noah paused to think, and then sensed that he would be given the response without thinking. He replied, "Because we nine are united as we are, "I am in our Father and God, and the Father is in me. The words that I say to you I do not speak on my own; but the Father who dwells in me does His works." Even Noah was astonished to hear himself say that, but continued,

"Believe me that I am in the Father and the Father is in me. Truly I tell you, the one who believes this will also do the works that we ask of God and in fact, will do greater works than you can imagine because God is in you and in me as we nine are in each other reflecting God's image and likeness. The Nine of us shall forevermore be a divine number to mean the unity of Creator and human."

Aurelia added, "If God is in us, then shouldn't we have the power to answer our own prayers?"

Coochie instantly picked up where Aurelia was going and added, "So, when we begged God to heal Lazaria, perhaps He didn't want to be treated as an outsider, as another Person severed and apart from each of us, as if we are all severed and apart from each other."

What a startling revelation that was. Everyone gasped. Wide eyed.

Shem burst forth, "Is it possible that we had the ability, with God in us, to heal Lazaria, and God wants us to realize that? If God is our life giver, and He resides in us, as we reside in each other making up the nine together, then perhaps we could also raise Lazaria from the dead!"

Suddenly their grief was turned to hope, and faith welled up in each heart in a crescendo of joy and power.

"Come, let us go to Lazaria now and wake her up to life!" said Coochie.

En masse the family scurried over to Lazaria's space where she lay still in her cocoon of furry animal skins.

When all had arrive, they circled Lazaria's still body.

Noah spoke.

"Father I thank you for having heard me, I knew that you always hear me, but I have said this for the sake of the others standing here, so they may believe that you are in me and in them, and that you have multiplied yourself in us." When Noah said this he cried in a loud voice, "Lazaria come out!" The dead woman moved. They watched stunned as the tightly wrapped form wiggled. Yet under the layer of skins her hands and feet were also bound in strips and her face wrapped in a cloth.

Shem said to them "Quick! Let's us unbind her, and let her go." Shem leaped over to her and began to unwrap the skins and bandages.

Japheth and Ham also jumped in to help Shem unwrap Lazaria. Everyone else looked on in awe. God looked on in joy.

When she was free Lazaria never looked so lovely and pristine. She raised her blue eyes up and said, "God is the resurrection and the life, those who believe in God, even though they die will live, and everyone who lives and believes in God will never die."

Sha-me approached her daughter and was the first to hug her with a great motherhug, while tears of joy streamed down her eyes. Lazaria too was crying, as were Coochie and Aurelia and Shem as they all clustered together for a group hug full of exhilaration.

Noah was stunned to see the powerful effect of what he assumed to be a mind game, a benign number theory.

God smiled, happy to be vindicated for His unresponsiveness, and happy to see Lazaria's cheeks grow pink again.

Coochie was anxious to ask Lazaria what it felt like to be dead, but didn't want to cut into the bliss of the moment.

"Do you hear that?!" blurted Ham not wanting to deviate from the miracle they just witnessed, but unable to contain his own fabulous revelation.

"No Ham," replied Noah. "I hear nothing, what is it?"

Ham responded, "That's exactly it! We hear nothing! It has stopped raining! Hallelujah!" The forty days of rain are over. It is finished and the new world awaits us. We are ready." Even the animals were hushed by the sudden ceasing of the pounding rain.

Moments of silence for confirmation was followed by cheers. This moment with the miracle of Lazaria's resurrection being followed by the end of the rain was too powerful even for a round of Lazaria's alleluia-chant. The family stood in silence with their heads bowed in awe. Some of them holding hands, others just touching the body of brother or sister.

Indeed each man and woman felt as if he or she was a new creation, all vestiges of the evil and wicked world were gone from their memories, washed away by the deadly waters of the baptism. They had been given a second birth, the birth as children of God in the womb of a large wooden ark.

ALIVE: Chapter 13 - The Last Week of Rain

Noah rushed out of his cozy maze to see what Shem wanted. As soon as Shem glimpsed his father coming toward him, he rushed off with Noah following close behind. Shem lead Noah into the lambs den where a ewe had just given birth to a little pure white lamb. The newborn was still weak and wet. The shock came because no one expected it. Shem thought they had been careful to avoid pregnancies, but this ewe must have come into the ark pregnant. Lazaria was already there having assisted with the birth. Lazaria was smiling and glowing at the beauty of this new little lamb whose mother was still licking it all over to clean off the layer of mucus. The newborn tried to stand but its folded legs collapsed beneath him a time or two until he finally straightened them out and wobbled around his mother sniffing her while she licked him.

Many of the other lambs and goats and cows looked on in curiosity. They were not accustomed to so many people being in their room at once. Soon Ham and Aurelia entered, "There you are father! We have been looking all over for you. What is going on here?"

Noah looked up at his son and proudly answered,"Look! We have a new resident!"

"Great!" exclaimed Ham noticing the baby lamb for the first time and then the swollen mother-tits, "Milk!" Ham's big blue eyes sparkled with glee.

Aurelia smacked him on the arm and responded, "Ham! Stop that! The milk is for the baby."

Watching the newborn, Ham and Aurelia were in awe of the instincts of this little lamb, that it knew how to stand and walk, and how it related to its mother. Then Ham said, "Should we feed the mother more? She must be exhausted."

"That's a good idea, maybe your best yet. Go fetch some more grain."

Soon Japheth and Sha-me arrived to see what the commotion was all about. The family stood around gazing at the mother and infant while the other animals lost interest and wandered away.

"Lazaria, let's sing something to welcome this new one into our world." said Aurelia.

The rain was still falling hard, so hard that the pounding of it could be felt inside the farm animal room. From the openings on the side of the ark that let light and fresh air in for the animals Japheth noticed that they could no longer see anything but sky, sea and rain, no treetops, no hills or mountains. He wondered if they had all been overtaken by the deluge of rain, or if the ark had drifted over to a flat part of the world, perhaps where there had always been a sea. Japheth was thinking that he was particularly grateful that the air was unusually temperate. He remembered that they started out in the midst of the hot season, but even after all these weeks, which to Japheth felt like a lifetime, the crisp air that he had always known to follow the hot season still hadn't arrived. Japheth stood there thinking pensively while the others harmonized in quick curly strings of syncopated alleluias, composing a new birthday song for the new baby lamb. Aurelia noticed that the other animals had quieted down to listen and perhaps to join their hearts in the sentiments of rejoicing.

Japheth quietly stepped out to resume his chores, and when Ham noticed, he too left with Shem close behind who went to fetch some more water for the mother.
Noah went to the gathering room to look out the bigger window and Sha-me followed him there.

"Noah, how much longer will it rain?" she asked.

Before responding Noah gazed thoughtfully at his lovely wife. Although she was an hundred years younger than he was, making her five hundred years old, her big brown eyes and high cheek bones still made Sha-me pleasant to look upon. Noah loved the way she wore her hair twisted up and fixed with the bones he honed for her, but he liked it even more when she let her silky locks fall free at night before going to bed. Sha-me had been a quiet and faithful wife. Noah felt blessed to have her by his side grateful that she never complained or argued with him even when she was told that she had to leave her brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews behind to die in the floods. Sha-me said good-bye to them in her own calm and sad way, never letting on that she knew what would become of them, knowing that there was no use causing their anguish pre-maturely, or inviting their sarcasm.

Noah shook himself out of his musing to remember her question and replied, "By my calculations less than one more week my dear." Noah sensed that Sha-me was torn in spirit.

It was true. Sha-me had grown accustomed to the discomforts of the ark in the same fashion that she had dealt with the evil and wickedness they left behind; she chose to focus on the positive. Sha-me, perhaps more than the others, was relieved to be rid of the old village with its own set of hardships, with all the gossip flying and petty strife. She was glad to have her children contained and worshipping the Lord together. She was glad to have her daughters, the wives of her sons so near, to get to know them and influence these young women who were little more than children to her and Noah. Sha-me in contemplation realized how blessed and happy she was in the ark. She had even grown accustomed to the water that surrounded them and saw it as a shield to keep them safe from threatening beasts and pests that had plagued them on earth. Sha-me thought she could be content if they stayed in this ark forever. She didn't want to see an end to the closeness they were developing with each other and with God.

"Sha-me, did you hear me? I said that by my calculation it will rain for five more days." shouted Noah to be heard over the rain that started beating on the side of the ark and sprayed through the window. The ocean waves raised and lowered the ark so that Noah and Sha-me had to fix themselves in their seats holding on to whatever they could.

At that moment Coochie walked in carefully but confidently, arms splayed, to compensate for the rocking ship. She had surely gained her sea legs thought Sha-me proud of Coochie for adapting so well. "Did you see the newborn lamb! Wasn't he adorable!" She exclaimed.

"Yes!" replied Sha-me. "How exciting to have a birth aboard our home."

"Let's hope we don't have many more births." added Noah. "We are crowded enough and we don't know how much longer we will be in this ark."

Coochie, looking a little surprised said, " I thought you said 40 days it would rain; that means the rains should be stopping soon, isn't that so father?"

"Yes Coochie," replied Noah, "but God didn't tell me how long it will take for the earth to absorb all the water and for land to appear that we may have someplace to grow our food."

Coochie had already grown thin and had lost the muscular definition she started with on their journey, but she didn't lose her cheerfulness, nor her naïveté.

"Oh! I see! I never thought of that." replied Coochie pensively.

Coochie walked over to Sha-me and gave her mother a hug. Sha-me said, "Let's not be too anxious to leave this ark of ours. How I will miss you and Japheth when you go off into the world to start your family on your own land."

"Oh, mother, don't say that! We will never leave you!"

"But you will Coochie and you must. Now let's not think about the future. Look how wet you are! Go and change your covering and come back to help me prepare the supper dear."

Lazaria and Shem were the last to leave the baby lamb. After everyone else was gone they sat quietly for a while watching them drink the water Shem brought. Shem noticed that Lazaria seemed particularly lethargic and quiet, but didn't say anything. They rose to leave at the same time as if speaking to each other subconsciously. When Lazaria stood up, she felt a little dizzy. Shem held her arm to steady her and they walked hand in hand until they reached the ladder. Shem let Lazaria go up first so he could catch her if she fell, but she didn't. When they reached the higher level, Lazaria announced that she wanted to rest. Perhaps, she said, that the excitement of the birth was too much for her. Shem walked with her to their space and tried to make her comfortable, piling skins on top to keep her warm and dry. When he was sure she was resting peacefully Shem went to look for his father.

He found his parents and Coochie in the gathering room. "Father," said Shem "I am afraid that my beloved Lazaria is ill. What can we do?"

Noah replied without hesitation, "We will ask the Lord to come down and rest His mighty hand on her and heal her. Come son, fret not. God can do all things if only we ask and believe."

Shem closed his eyes to shut out the world and to look deep within where he might sense the presence of the Spirit of God, and said, "Dear, oh dear God who has delivered Your servants from evil and wickedness, and saved us from the deadly fate of everyone we ever knew, both great and small, come and heal our sweet little songbird, Lazaria. Strengthen her Lord that she may serve You and love You as Your loving and faithful child." His prayer helped Shem to feel confident that he was heard and that indeed Lazaria would be well.

"She will be fine Shem. You will see; the Lord heard your plea and surely He has already healed. Shall I go check in on her?" asked Sha-me.

"No, mother. She is resting now. We will let her sleep. What should I do? Do you need any help father?"

Noah perceived that Shem was still worried for his wife. He needed to think of something difficult for him to do to keep him from surrendering to anxiety. "Shem, we only have a few days of rain left. Our cisterns are full, but we don't know how long that fresh water will have to last. Can you build more cisterns? Perhaps you can get your brothers to help."
Just then, a big wave slammed the ark while the driving rains continued to dump buckets of water inside the gathering room window.

"Oh no!" exclaimed Coochie. "Now, I'm all wet again and I have nothing dry to change into. Is it any wonder we aren't all sick!" Noah caste a stern look at Coochie who immediately caught her insensitivity and repented saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that the way it sounded. Woah, here we go again! " the turbulent sea and driving rain drove everyone to the floor. "Come, let's get out of this room." Shouted Noah. "Shem, do you know where Ham is, let's see if he can help us with that project."

Sha-me and Coochie tried to stand up too. Sha-me felt like the wobbly baby lamb she just saw standing for the very first time. Once they got up, they held hands to create a broader base beneath them from which to balance themselves. Slowly, inch by inch Sha-me and Coochie made their way over to the corridor grateful again for the railings the menfolk had put up at the last minute with leftover tree limbs. "Let's go find Aurelia," shouted Sha-me,"and we will continue to pray for Lazaria together."

By coincidence they spotted Aurelia heading towards them from the end of the long dark corridor. "Aurelia!" exclaimed Coochie, surprised to see her so soon. The three ladies came together holding on to both walls. "What is it Coochie? Hello mother."

"Lazaria is ill. We must help her."

"The Lord loves Lazaria, maybe more than all of us. Let us tell Him that she is ill and He will heal her." responded Aurelia at the news.

"We prayed with Noah, but let's pray again." Said Sha-me anxiously.

The ladies extended their arms around each other forming a circle of love and solidarity that even the rocking ship could not shake loose. Again they reminded God of His love for Lazaria and her beautiful chants and begged Him to heal her.

"Come," said Sha-me, "let's make her some tea and go to her."

The ladies went to the dining room and gathered all they could find to strengthen and comfort their beloved Lazaria, and then headed to her room together. Aurelia, Sha-me, and Coochie were all a little nervous each of them in a cacophony of thoughts teetering between fear and faith over how they would soon find their beloved Lazaria.

Coochie lead the pack through the narrow foyer that lead to her space. Sha-me and Aurelia were close behind armed with their instruments of healing.

In the dim room with only one narrow slit for daylight to enter the ladies saw Lazaria lying very still under layers of skins. Sha-me moved to the front of the group and scurried to her side. She quickly dropped to her knees to get a close look and saw Lazaria's white and lifeless face. Sha-me looked at Coochie and Aurelia in disbelief and then back at Lazaria. She then drew down the covers and found her hand lying on her heart. She took the cold hand in hers and knew then that it was true. All life and breath were gone from their sweet songbird.

Aurelia and Coochie gasped in unison and then also fell to their knees to see for themselves. Sha-me moved back to allow the sisters to behold Lazaria from up close.

Coochie cried aloud and between sobs managed to say to God, "Oh Lord, God why didn't you come to her rescue? Didn't we just moments ago with Noah beg you to heal Lazaria? How is this possible? Why did You linger and let her die?"

Aurelia had no words to say. She simply weeped with tears streaming down from her eyes, for Aurelia had grown to admire Lazaria more and more over the last few weeks. She loved her peacefulness and quiet confidence. She perceived that Lazaria had a very private personal relationship with God that Aurelia wanted to know about, but had never gotten the opportunity to discuss as much as she wanted to. And now it was too late; she would never know. Suddenly Aurelia, as if outside of herself, heard herself beginning to chant the Alleluia and Coochie and Sha-me chimed in through their tears. There was nothing else to be done for her. Sha-me wondered where she was, and where God was. Coochie wondered what Shem would do when he found out.

There the ladies were gathered weeping, and contemplating and chanting and lying still under layers of skins for hours together until darkness swallowed the last ounce of light. They heard the footsteps coming and a call from Shem.

"Mother, where are you?"

Shem entered the room. He was sent by the menfolk who were looking for dinner and wondered where Sha-me and the other wives had gone. He didn't expect to see all four women together in the room. By then the women were no longer weeping so the situation was not obvious to Shem.

"How is she? Lazaria darling, how do you feel?" said Shem quietly. Coochie and Aurelia stepped back to let Shem get close, and Sha-me gave her son a big mother-hug. Her grip told Shem what he didn't want to know.

He looked at her and cried aloud, "Oh God, my God, how could this be?! How could my little bird leave us like this? Where have you taken her Lord?"

Shout as he did, repeat the cry as often as he did, God still did not answer. God was as silent after Lazaria died as He was before.

Coochie and Aurelia signaled to each other to leave and they tiptoed out of the room without being noticed. Sha-me stayed with her son and daughter for a little while longer in case Shem needed to talk. But Shem didn't want to talk; he just wanted to cry.

Even in death Lazaria was radiant. Her skin was smooth and fair, her long wavy blonde locks fell over her small round breasts. Her full lips were slightly open as if she was about to speak. Her eyes too were open and her face looked pleasantly surprised. It was Shem who decided to shut her eyes so she could look as if she were only sleeping.

Soon they heard the footsteps of Noah rushing to the room.

"Coochie told me. How could God have neglected us like this?" Noah said in dismay. No one attempted to answer for God. Noah walked over to his son and knelt beside him. He stroked the lovely forehead of Lazaria and reached down for her still and cold hand and wept. Words could not describe the confluence of thoughts and emotions that swirled in Noah's faithful heart.

Shem broke the dense silence by asking, "Father, what should we do with her body?"

"Let us leave Lazaria here to rest, my son. We cannot toss her out to sea as if she were one of the damned. She was better than that, she was an angel. We will wrap her tightly in the skins and when we land we will plant her in the earth."

Noah and Sha-me helped Shem roll Lazaria tightly in the skins. They planned to get some hemp rope and tie it around the body and leave it to rest right in that cave of a room where she went to regain her strength and health. Shem told his parents that he wanted to stay with beautiful Lazaria that night, but that he would meet them for prayer in the morning.

Respectfully Noah and Sha-me left Shem and Lazaria to be alone together that their spirits may have a chance to commune if ever they could without physical touch.

The darkness had sent each of the other pair of mates to their own beds without supper that night but with enough food for thought to last them for a week. One by one each man and woman silently noticed that the waters had calmed and the ship was sailing smoothly. Sleep came easily.

Sha-me was the first to awaken and remember the tragedy of the previous evening. She rose from her bed knowing how hungry everyone else would be too and began to prepare the morning meal. One by one Noah, Ham and Japheth with their wives gathered to assist her. The room also needed tidying up as the turbulence of the previous day had left it in complete disarray.

Sha-me didn't know whether they should fetch Shem for breakfast or not, but finally decided to save some food for him. Just as they were gathering for the prayer time, Shem emerged looking drained but alive. "I am ready for the prayer time." he said somewhat mechanically.

Coochie ran over and gave Shem a sisterly hug. "Shem, my brother, I am sure God has a reason for this; perhaps He is testing us and we must show that we trust Him by accepting what has happened and still love and worship Him. Can you believe this?" Coochie was a little surprised to hear herself say that. She knew that she wanted to comfort Shem, but wasn't sure what to say. She wondered if God spoke through her.

"I believe," replied Shem, then added, "help me to believe."

ALIVE: Chapter Twelve, Week Four At Sea

Noah's family slowly acclimated to life at sea grateful for some relief from their physical discomforts. Traveling, even in the midst of the torrential downpour, became a new thrill. One by one the family found their sea legs and eventually the vomiting ceased. A continuous supply of fresh air from the sea breeze passing by the briskly moving boat replaced the putrid animal odors that had grown like well-fed monster-spirits in each room of the formerly fixed ark. They could even deposit their effluent into the ever deepening sea to help them keep a cleaner home. The traveling ark left the dead and dying farther and farther behind them. No more did they have to witness small lifeless bodies floating by; the prayer room window presented new and ever changing scenes. Early one morning they were greeted by the striking beauty of swaths of luminous magenta clouds in shades of deep blue sky as the sun rose over the vast oceanic horizon. It was on a similar exquisite morning that Japheth was ready to come clean.

Noah prayed during their fourth prayer gathering at sea, "O Lord God Who has delivered us from wickedness and death, and given us fresh clean air, and Who is taking us around Your world that You have made, having expressed our profound gratitude, we are ready to search deep within for anything we may have done to offend You, our good God." Noah prayed aloud in his daily attempt to purge from his troupe of survivors every vestige of sin, for Noah perceived that there was grave sin in their midst, but he didn't know for sure where it was from, although he suspected it was in Japheth.

During the week following the shock of dislocation and the sailing of the ark Ham sensed that he had changed. It was as if inside his body, he had become a different Ham. He had become softer, less judgmental, less demanding than he had known himself to be. This Ham wanted to speak up that morning in a more heartfelt and serious way than ever before, not just to please his father, but with a fervent need to be acceptable in the site of God.

"Lord God," said Ham, "please forgive me if...when, I have offended You." Then realizing that he needed to be more specific, he added, "I am truly sorry that I thought we were going to die too when the ark separated from the ground. I didn't trust You and I am ashamed of that and sorry." Everyone else nodded as if to join himself or herself to the confession of distrust, even Noah.

Then Coochie spoke up for the first time in a long while during the confession phase saying, "Lord, please forgive me for that too and also for lying with my brother when I was young. I didn't know what he was going to do, but I didn't stop him either. Please forgive me."

A few quiet gasps were swallowed by silence in which Noah's family realized that confession was for the purpose of expelling ALL impurities, no matter how old. There was little difference between what Coochie confessed and a splinter being removed from her skin. As painful as it was, the splinter and the sin had to be removed to prevent a fatal infection.

Perhaps no one was more shocked and upset at Coochie's confession than her husband Japheth. He was suddenly torn between processing in his heart what she confessed, and his own need to come clean. Japheth realized how brave Coochie had been to publicly state her sin so he decided that it was finally time to confess his crime. "Father, brothers and sisters, my mother, and our God, I confess that I killed a man in cold blood who did nothing to harm me, but only caught me stealing."

The many gasps that followed Japheth's confession were louder than those that followed Coochie's revelation. Japheth looked first across the circle at Coochie whose head was bowed to avoid his eyes, and then over at his father whose face did not reveal any shock. He didn't yet dare to look at his mother, but instead lowered his own head and added, "Father, forgive me. I am sorry. Over the years of harboring this crime, it didn't bother me until I entered this ark and we began our prayer gatherings. At first I continued to justify my actions, but in a strange way I gradually came to realize how wrong it was to cover one sin with an even worse one. I was still focused on myself. Then, I shifted to thinking about my victim. At first I tried to recollect every mean or terrible thing I had known him to say or do to convinced myself that he deserved his fate. It was only in the last few days that I came to understand that no man has either right or reason to end the life that God had given to another man. Taking his life was stealing too. It was stealing from the man his most precious possession, and it was stealing from God, our sovereign Lord, His own image and likeness that he imprinted on the man. I have no right to steal from God, even were a man to come to me pleading to be put out of his misery. His life is not even his own to give away or to destroy. May there never be murders in our new world. I am unworthy to be in this ark with you all or even in the new world." Japheth's eyes welled up with tears and his voice grew more and more labored until he couldn't speak another word.

Noah responded, "My son Japheth I am pleased that you came forth today with your crime. A sin repented and confessed is as ashes blowing in the wind. Your golden contrite heart is all that remains in you.. God will not despise that."

His brother Ham walked over to Japheth and hugged him tight for a moment, feeling in his own chest the beating of his brother's pounding remorseful heart. After he released Japheth Ham said, "Japheth, now that you have unburdened yourself from that crime, you are no longer the same man. You, the man who stands before us today, is not the same Japheth who would kill to retain a false reputation. By the way, what did you steal?"

Japheth looked up at his brother in confusion and replied, "What does it matter Ham? If you must know, it was a cloak."

"And where is that cloak now Japheth?"

Becoming exasperated at his brother's questions he replied, "At the bottom of the sea with everything else, what do you think?"

"I was just wondering, don't get mad. I'm sorry. You're right. It doesn't matter and it's over." Then Ham walked back to the space he had vacated in the circle, and wondered to himself why he had been so hard on Japheth.

Sha-me walked over to her son, and wrapped her motherly arms around him in a warm embrace. Coochie approached slowly too and hugged both mother and Japheth together.

The rest were silent, waiting to see what would happen next, who would come forth, but after a few quiet moments and the hugs unfolded no one else was ready to speak up, so Lazaria started to chant her Alleluias quietly; then, one by one the other voices joined hers until the family became a lovely bouquet of praise.

That morning was the beginning of a fast day. When the prayer service ended the family scattered. Japheth and Coochie went together to the rooftop to fetch some water for the animals and to reconnect their unburdened hearts; Shem quietly slipped away to visit the sheep and goats and to contemplate what had occurred. Lazaria went to collect the chicken eggs.

Sha-me came to appreciate the fasting days for on them she didn't have to cook. She could clean more. Sha-me felt instant gratification by transforming a messy space into a tidy one. A clean and tidy room was for Sha-me particularly calming. This morning she worked on the great room where they dined and lounged. When everyone had gone their own ways, the room was left cluttered and in need of her attention. A few hours later, she looked around to take in the effects of the transformation and smiled. Then she went to her own special spot in the ark to a dark corner where after her work was done and she felt calm and accomplished, she could be alone and speak to God.

As the old wicked world sunk deeper and deeper into the past it became easier for Sha-me to keep from thinking about the friends and relatives she left behind to die. She sensed a thrill welling up in her heart with anticipation of the day the ark would land in a new place. She wondered where it would be and how long it would take before they would be able to grow food again. Then it occurred to Sha-me though that when they landed, the family may disperse and each one of her son's would claim his own territory, and have his own fields for planting to feed his family and each young man would become the king of his own country. She and Noah would probably have to travel far and wide to be with their grandchildren. She hoped that Noah would be willing to travel so, after all how could she survive without her children and grandchildren to love and care for? Perhaps, thought Sha-me, that she and Noah could take turns living with each family.
When she considered that her future life could be lonely and isolated, Sha-me found a new appreciation for these days of living in a small crowded space with her children.

Noah left the prayer gathering more disturbed in his spirit than he had been in a long time. He had sensed for a while that Japheth was holding on tight to a secret, but he didn't know how severe it was. It struck him to think that his own son deserved to die for the same reason most of the others did. It was a gift, as if being handed his baby boy all over again to still have Japheth with them, to have his whole family together. These thoughts drew Noah into a sleep state where he dreamt that they were swimming in the sea, but that they could breathe. Japheth swam by him and as he passed Noah a stream of blood followed him. Japheth didn't notice that he was bleeding. Then a school of nine fish passed him too. They were drinking in the trail of blood that Japheth left behind. The fish were of different sizes and shapes. There was a flying fish, and a salmon, a mackerel and three small catfish, a rockfish, a perch, and a flounder. In the wake of the unusual school of various fish, the water became clear and phosphorescent. Noah looked around marveling at the beauty of the scene and at how easy it was for him to breathe under water, and how comfortable the temperature was. When he gradually woke up and gained consciousness, he resisted and closed his eyes in an attempt to fool his body into sleeping more so he could return to that blissful place. It didn't work, no matter how many different ways Noah tried to go back to sleep, he failed.

He finally gave up and lay there in the rapidly moving ark with the loud animals barking and hissing and roaring and purring, hooting and howling and chirping and growling. Determined to go back to that comfortable place under water he tried very hard to remember every detail and to recreate the scene in his conscious mind. Try as he might, it was gone and Noah was stuck with the reality of the moment, which would have been disappointing except that Noah was at that moment visited by a Spirit sent to explain to him a profound concept that God wanted Noah to relay to his family.

Sitting on the floor of a dark corner, a dead end of a maze Noah constructed for himself in the ark, where he could be alone to pray and listen, nap and think, a luminous foggy substance appeared. Noah witnessed this milky spirit approach him. He could see light but there was no form to it. Mesmerized by the light that gradually filled the formerly dark space where he sat to pray and nap, Noah saw a band of spinning energy come toward him and he felt it enter his body. At first he was terribly frightened because this experience had never happened to him before, even when he traveled in his heart and mind to God's throne room. He was paralyzed for a few moments, but then he gradually became accustomed to the sensation and sensed that he needed to relax which he was able to do by counting slowly. The words of the numbers gradually faded into silence and then other words came into his consciousness.

Noah was thinking, but they were not his thoughts, he could tell. They were from the luminous energy that Noah assumed to be an Angel of God who spoke to him, not as a teacher would, but rather as himself, from within, having merged with Noah's own consciousness. Noah gradually yielded to this experience, curious about what it would bring.

'We are eight people in this ark, only eight people alive in the whole entire world,' thought Noah. 'Each of us was created in the image and likeness of God. My sons were made in the image and likeness of me. Shem has my temperament, Japheth has my hair and hands, Ham has my face. Since we all are made in God's image we must be as His sons and daughters. God, the God of my grandfathers Enoch and Methusalah, the God of my father is as real and alive as we are except we cannot see Him. And yet, He has as much of a mind and heart as we have. He is opinionated, He is powerful. I can't even hope to understand Him, but I am in awe of Him.

This must mean that I was wrong when I said we are eight people alone in this world. God is a person too, and He is with us. We are nine. God told Adam and Eve to multiply themselves and fill the earth. But in reality He is multiplying Himself in us.' Noah was thoroughly enjoying where this train of thought was taking him. It seemed to him that this was even more enjoyable than his dream.

'In this ark each of us should be aware of being multiplied by our ninth Person. I wonder if it is like this energy, this angel, this spirit coming into me and thinking these thoughts with me?' Then Noah wondered if that was his thought or the angel's, but then he realized that he would never know and that it didn't matter.

God times me alone; nine times one equals nine. Me multiplied by God equals God, not me. How interesting!' thought Noah and continued.

Let me see. Sha-me and I are two. God, the ninth, times the two of us would equal eighteen. If I collapse that number, 8 + 1 = 9. Together we are in essence God.

To see if that problem was unique, Noah tried that with other numbers. 2 x 6 = 12. 1 + 2 collapses to three. Nope. 4 x 4 = 16 which collapse to 7. 'Oh my! Let's go back to nine,' he thought, or rather the Angel thought with him.

'My three sons times nine equals twenty-seven, which collapsed equals nine.' Noah started getting excited by how consistent that was. 'All eight of them times nine equals 72. 7 + 2 = ...9!'

Then he wondered what it meant to be multiplied? 'That number which multiplies another number incorporates the number into itself. By being multiplied by the ninthness of God, we become in essence, a nine. We become Him who is Spirit, we become Him as a physical person.'

Then Noah wondered why he thought God was the ninth. Shouldn't He be the first, since He was the Prototype for humanity? Maybe that was so, he thought, but that didn't change the concept of nine persons in the ark being somehow magical in how we nine shall multiply ourselves in a clean brand-new world. To think of God as the first would be adding Him, but nine multiplies so each of them incorporates the nine, there is no longer a first or second or third; we become nine together.

Noah wondered if God had given him three sons and their wives for the purpose of revealing to Noah at this moment, the special meaning of being a group of nine. 'In essence,' he thought, 'this is God's new way to show us men what it means to be made in His image and likeness, to become absorbed in Him and He in us as a group, not as individuals.'

Next in the string of mathematical philosophy, Noah was led to consider adding nine to any number and immediately saw that the concept of becoming like their Holy Ninth Person failed miserably. He and Sha-me + God equaled 3 three, not one or nine. The eight of them plus the Ninth person added up to 17, which collapsed to eight, not nine. Adding nine to any number collapses to be the original number. The Nine is lost. It didn't take long for Noah to realize that one could not become like God by adding God to himself or to herself. God is not just another Person, perhaps because He is not material, He can only be incorporated as multiplication does, not added. Then Noah wondered if this was why God told them to multiply and fill the earth, not to add more people. He wanted humankind to continue to multiply Himself on the earth.

Noah knew in his heart that he was only being told something that he instinctively knew all along, that God lived in His children, and not beside them.

Noah was content with these thoughts, and then remembered the nine fish of his dream and smiled to himself. His growing grin reflected the awe Noah felt for God, His brilliance and power, even His fancifulness. Noah wasn't sure how he could explain his new revelation to his family simply, but he thought if he could, perhaps the message would teach humankind their integral relationship with their Creator and Father.

Enthralled by the concept, and as spiritually leader, Noah decided that when he and his family had a special request to make of God, then they would compose a prayer and say it every day for nine days in a row...to remind God that they are imbued with Him. Being multiplied by the Ninth Person in their ark, the new creation of humankind in the image and likeness of God is their way of becoming less the people they were and more the children of God that they wanted to be. It was then that Noah began to see his family as small gods with a large mission.

Noah sensed the luminous energy gradually seeping out from deep within him, while at the same time he perceived that he had changed. The Spirit had left behind a new Noah, a wiser Noah. In the calm still darkness Noah sat stunned by the visitation. The weeks of effort, and high emotion of fasting and praying, of repentance and purification came to rest on the fact that all of this was happening for the salvation of their family, no, for the salvation of humankind.

"Father, father are you down there!"hollered Shem. "Come quick, I want to show you something! Hurry!

ALIVE - Chapter Eleven, Week 3, The Midway

"How long have we been in here Coochie?" asked Aurelia in a slow lethargic manner.

"Truly, I don't know Aurelia. It seems that the rain has washed away time along with everything we ever knew. Come, we will be late for the prayer. I don't want Father Noah to scold us again."

The young ladies hurried to the prayer room. They arrived to find everyone else there. Sha-me, Ham, and Japheth were huddled around the window gazing at the scene outside through sheets of rain. The window was not on the same side as the door so they could not see the small crowd trying to break in, nor did they hear their desperate shouts over the sounds of animals and of rainfall. What brought gasps of shock and sorrow were dead babies and small animals floating on what appeared to be one meter of water and getting deeper by the minute.

"Come," shouted Noah. "The ladies are here now. Get away from the window. Let us not allow our eyes to deceive our hearts."

One by one Sha-me and her sons turned away from the window to face Noah. Noah wondered if he should move their gatherings to another room to avoid the scenes of horror that were going to get worse. He could see the distress on their faces and a few tears. He would have to remember to ask God what he should do or say to protect his family from overwhelming grief.

"Children, Sha-me." began Noah, "Let us be reminded that the Lord God is delivering us from death to love and serve Him." Then, realizing that he had to address their grief head on, he added, "The sins of the fathers were visited on their children. Had the children lived in that wretched world they too would become evil and wicked, for they would have been trained in the ways of their world. God is without time. He sees the future as clearly as we see the present. These infants floating by our window are being spared from that evil world as much as we are. This is not a problem for us to solve. Trust Him. Let us begin with praise. Lazaria, lead us in your Alleluia."

Tears streamed down lady-eyes as the family chanted. Over the course of the last few days their harmony had gotten better and better. The men and ladies composed an Alleluia chant with base, tenor, alto and soprano pitches that seemed to resonate throughout the room somehow masking the loud sounds of animals and the incessant drone of beating rainfall so that all they heard was the worshipful chant of their lonely family.

When the Alleluias died down, Noah asked his small congregation to share moments of thanksgiving that they experienced since the day before.

Ham was the first to speak up, "Father, yesterday on the strict fast day, I didn't become as ravenously hungry as I had last week, and I am grateful for that."

Lazaria reported, "Early this morning a red bird managed to find its way in here through the rooftop stairwell. I led it into the bird room and was filled with joy that it could be saved. What a mighty bird it must be to survive the torrential rains! I hope you are not displeased Father."

"That's fine Lazaria, but no more. I'm sure we cannot host one more being."

Lazaria nodded her head in acceptance. Noah looked around the room for more expressions of gratitude.

Shem raised his hand and said, "I am grateful that my wife and I are in here, but I don't know why I am being saved. I feel so unworthy." Then Shem hung his head low. Noah looked over at Japheth to see if he had anything to add.

Japheth seemed overwhelmed with emotion and speechless. He simply nodded his head to confirm Shem's feeling of unworthiness. Noah did not force him to speak. He simply moved on to the next part. "Who would like to make a confession this morning?" Noah looked around the room and honed in on Japheth who was trying to pull himself together, as closed-mouth as ever. Japheth was not yet ready to confess his crime, but thought that perhaps he should think of something to say as practice.

Noah continued to scan his clan and stopped at Sha-me. Perhaps, he thought, if the matriarch confessed something the youngsters would open up. "Sha-me, do I sense that you have something say?" he asked to elicit a response. Sha-me thought hard and finally said, "Noah, I have questioned God, why He would kill everyone. I confess that even as we prepared for this great and awful day, I never believed it would happen as you said."

Coochie and Aurelia nodded in agreement, the others who felt that way, didn't dare admit it.

Noah accepted the confession without comment for he thought that it wasn't his place to speak for God. He scanned the small room some more and when he had given everyone a chance to bravely step forward, he moved on. "Now that we have come to the Lord with thankfulness and contrition, we are prepared to ask for His favor."

Lazaria was the first to speak again as she blurted out, "Lord, let them know in their hearts why this destruction is happening to them. Let them see how much their actions have offended You, and let them die with sorrow and not with anger. Please Lord, hear my prayer."

Coochie added thinking still about a dead child she saw floating by, "Lord, I pray for my nephew, that he may die in peace, and for my brother. Let him know that I forgive him for his criticism of us."

That supplication was accentuated by more nodding heads.

Ham was quick to add, "Lord, please make sure we have enough to eat, and enough food for the animals too."

Japheth looked over at Ham and snapped, "Ham, you asked that yesterday, and the day before. Do you think God forgot?"

""Shut-up Japheth, I don't remember Father telling us what we could not ask. You think of something else."

Taking the challenge Japheth said, "Lord, help me to become a better man, to be able to hear you speak to me as Father does, and not to be like Ham who only thinks about his stomach!"

Noah stepped in. "Japheth! May I remind you that you are both in this ark together! You will rise and sink as one. Become a better man by realizing that you and your brother must face each other. You must turn your heart for that to happen." Japheth heard his father's words and decided to think about their meaning later.

At that Sha-me beseeched the almighty God to give them peace. "Lord, we are full to the brim with conflicts, with bickering and anger. Please Lord, if you can, instill in our hearts patience and calm. Let us do whatever each, with his own will can to avoid offending the other. Lord, I don't know what makes us want to show ourselves better than our brother or sister, but whatever that is, can You please make it go away so we eight can create a peaceful new world?"

Noah smiled proudly to his wife and added, "Can any of us ask for more?"

It wasn't that they had no supplications that Shem and Aurelia didn't speak up; it was because they wanted to get on with their day. There were animals to feed and washing to be done.

Noah ended the service exalting God as Lord over them and over all of nature, letting Him know that they were grateful to be in the ark, and that indeed they all wanted to evolve into true children of His. They glorified God together saying every nice thing they could think of to say to Him.

Shem was the first to leave the prayer room. On his way out he glanced over at the window and saw a stream of small dead bodies of babies and little furry animals floating by. He averted his eyes away quickly, but the tragic sight had already burrowed itself deep in his soul. Shem headed straight for the farm animal room to feed the lambs, cows, and goats and to clean out their stalls. When he entered the room, the animals were all glad to see him. They walked up close to greet Shem, each voicing their greeting in their own way according to their kind. Shem patted on its head as many as he could reach. He had grown very fond of these animals with a particular fondness for a few of the happier and funnier characters. While the animals were busy feasting on the food Shem brought them, he went about with his cleaning chores.

Shem liked the mindless cleaning work for the opportunity it afforded him to contemplate without interruption. On this morning he reflected on how suddenly the waters ended the lives of so many, how abruptly it ceased their joys and sorrows, their love for each other, especially the babies with their mothers and fathers. To be spared that sudden end of all that he knew and loved was a gift from God. To be alive in the midst of pervasive death united Shem with the source and essence of life as nothing else could. It seemed to him that the deadly rain removed Shem's own alienation from God. This salvation from the waters of death that everyone else on earth suffered somehow purged within Shem his own selfishness, his own hubris. It was as if the waters of death remitted his sin once and for all. He mysteriously felt that God pardoned him from all that he had done to displease Him before this awesome day.

Shem could feel himself changing; he sensed the process by which God was making him into a different person with a new perspective, a gentler person, a more patient person than he had ever been before. He thought about his mother's prayer. 'What was it that made one person want to outshine the other?' He no longer wanted to outshine anyone, he wanted to merge in love with everyone, to be distinct but similar and complementary. Had God answered his mother's prayer? Was he actually losing whatever it was that created in him conflict with others? No longer did Shem care only about himself, but he was beginning to sense a closeness with God and with his family, a unity with them, that he had never experienced before and didn't know was possible. Shem's eyes filled with tears as he wished that those dead infants he saw could have been transformed as he was, instead of being killed. He wished that he had been thus transformed as an infant, instead of after so many years of flailing around as part of such a broken world.

Shem looked forward to sharing what he felt to be his revelations with Lazaria that evening before they fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Lazaria had gone directly to her favorite bird room to check in on the new guest, to make sure the little red bird had been well received by all the others. Coochie entered surprising Lazaria who was accustomed to being alone.

"Is it okay if I come in?" asked Coochie.

"Of course it is." replied Lazaria unconvincingly. "I was just about to sweep, do you want to help?"

"Okay, but can we talk?"

"Sure. What about?"

"I have been thinking about those babies we saw this morning, and about all the others who will soon die. I wonder how they grew so horrid, and how Noah came to be so different from them. Why didn't Noah argue with them as they did with each other, surely he was provoked to fight more than anyone else. What do you think Lazaria? Let me ask, does God talk to you when you are alone?"

Lazaria was surprised by Coochie's visit and her questions. She had to stop to think about how to reply. Fortunately Coochie was silent and patient. "Coochie, take this broom and sweep starting over there in that corner. We will talk later; okay?"

"Sure, Lazaria."

As the young ladies swept the birds flew all around them making it difficult to follow a train of thought without being bombarded by a bluejay or a chickadee. Lazaria knew that she didn't have to think, but only pray to the Lord and He would tell her what to say.

When the ladies finished their sweeping, and fresh worms were strewn around Lazaria and Coochie meandered through the makeshift forest the menfolk had constructed with tree limbs until they reached the door. Lazaria said, "Come, I know a perfect place to talk."

Lazaria led Coochie to the landing beneath the rooftop level where they could breath in the fresh wet air. The rain slapped their faces gently after ricocheting off the partial ceiling that covered the stairwell.

When they settled into their niche Coochie gave Lazaria a look of great anticipation for what she could learn from this quiet solitary sister. Lazaria asked God again what to say.

Finally some words came to her mouth. "Coochie, do you remember Father Noah telling us about the two first people God created?"

"Yes, Lazaria, Adam and Eve."

"They were made to be like God in their intelligence and creativity, in their emotions and in their faces. Humans unlike any animal reflect the face of God, His image. By face I mean they reflect the sight of God Who sees His whole creation from a long wide faraway vantage point as well as from up close to see all the details. With His ears God is able to hear our prayers, and hear how we relate to each other. The face of God and man also houses the tongue of God that discerns bitter and sweet, tough and tender. The face of God and man smells fragrant flowers as well as noxious fumes that harm and kill. With our godly faces we discern tangible good and evil. Our faces link us to the powers of God. But there is another aspect of being human, of our grandparents Adam and Eve that is much less objective and straightforward, less innocent than the senses of our faces. There is an enemy of God and man. This enemy seeks the destruction of God, and consequently the enemy of everyone made in His image, that is all of humanity. This enemy created a barrier that damaged the link between human and God with distrust.

God warned them not to taste of the enemy's fruit. But they disobeyed because they believed the lie that it would make them as wise as God.

"I'm confused." Said Coochie. "Did you not say that they were already like God, couldn't they tell?"

Lazaria replied, "They were poisoned by the enemy in a way that separated them from God. That separation was the death that God warned them would occur. He didn't kill them; they killed themselves by alienating themselves with distrust from Him who is the fountain of life. For these last ten generations God waited for mankind to see for themselves if knowing good and evil would really make them wiser. The problem is that being alienated from God, they stopped caring."

Coochie said, "Oh Lazaria, it really was horrible. Man just became more and more corrupt, more evil."

Lazaria replied, "The image of God in man, the face of God, became disfigured so they could no longer taste or see, or hear without the echoes of self centered distrust obscuring everything."

"What can be done?"

"See the rain fall and the animals and even babies dying all around us."

With tears welling up in her eyes Coochie nodded.

"My dear, God is annihilating the death of separation from Him, with death. By this watery death, God hopes to close the breach, He hopes to reunite us eight people to Himself, to restore our faces to look like His again. We have only to unite ourselves with His life giving power and we will be born anew. Our faces can become purely like His again. Every generation after us will also be able to enter into our baptism to reverse the effects of the enemy's lie."

Hearing herself speak thus Lazaria knew that God was speaking through her, for she had never thought those thoughts before. In fact she thought that once she could be alone again she too could contemplate their meaning.

"Lazaria! Can we un-know good and evil?"

"No, Coochie," Lazaria replied authoritatively, "I am afraid we cannot ignore the knowledge of good and evil, but as God wanted, we should be aware and alert enough to not to eat of its fruit. I mean, we should take our focus off ourselves, and choose to be as trusting of God as possible. That way you and I can let Him take care of good and evil, we aren't letting all those matters into our hearts to disfigure us from His image and likeness."

Coochie thought for a moment and replied, "You mean I don't have to fret about these people drowning all around us, even my little nephew?" Lazaria shot Coochie a peaceful and loving smile, and replied, "Above all things, what is happening to our world is all of God's concern. It is only for us to trust Him and worship Him."

"You should tell the family this tomorrow morning at our prayer time. Do you suppose that father Noah understands this too? "

Lazaria smiled wistfully and replied, "I am certain that father Noah knows this. He has maintained the face of God. That is why he among all of mankind was selected for this grand mission. It is we, Noah's family who are beneficiaries of his faithfulness. Don't you see how lucky we are?!"

"But why us, Lazaria? Do you think God selected each of us?"

"I don't know Coochie and it doesn't matter. Come, let's get out of the rain and help mother Sha-me prepare the evening meal."

The ladies descended the stairs drenched and dripping. As they went to change their clothes, both ladies were mulling over new thoughts as if each young lady in her own way fundamentally changed inwardly and with that scene a stronger bond developed joining them to each other.

Outside the ark pandemonium was taking over. The rains pelted the earth day and night, relentlessly battering everything on it. Never had anyone known such constancy, such fortitude. Neither anger nor hatred nor quest for power could have matched this barrage of water for its ability to destroy unceasingly day after day, week after week. Only Noah and his family knew that the waters would cease falling after forty days. The besieged and beleaguered slowly came to believe that the rains would never end. Gone was their hope that on the next day the sun would shine bright through clear dry skies again. They had nothing to cling to. Hope was washing away with everything they owned and every aspect of their beings. The quest for power was turned inside out. Nothing was left inside, neither thoughts nor dreams nor aspirations. Everyone who could, fled to the mountaintops for whatever days or hours more of air they could steal. Everyone else drowned.

Inside, Noah quietly marked the midway of the days of rain. He too felt weakened physically by the fast days, but mysteriously spiritually-stronger by them too. He allowed the youngsters to tend to the feeding and cleaning while he spent most of his days seeking the Lord's guidance, and planning for the new world. Noah could have never imagined the emptiness he would feel at this time. Whether it was fatigue from the lack of nourishment or a reaction to the stark contrast between the death that surrounded them and the ark teaming with life, Noah felt completely subdued. He wondered how God felt watching the destruction of His creation from above the watery firmament. He knew not what to expect when the rains ceased, but he knew enough not to question that now. In each of his 600 years on earth Noah came to trust God more and more, not depending on earthly sights and sounds, but rather interpreting everything through a different lens that God had gradually given him over the years. In the midst of his contemplating Noah felt a sudden jarring of the boat.

He heard Aurelia scream, "Father Noah come quick, we are moving! Help!!! Are we too going to drown? Help; help!! Everyone rushed to the prayer room. Creaking sounds resounded throughout the ark. The brothers who were working together looked at each other and their father as if to say, "What did we do wrong? Will this building of ours hold up?" Everyone, even Noah, had panic smeared all over their faces. The women sobbed begging God for forgiveness and mercy.

Each of the eight hearts and minds screamed silently, but in unison something to the effect of, 'We aren't spared after-all. Now we will know how all the doomed people were feeling these weeks. Lord, I don't want to die, please save me! I promise to be better!'

The truth is that the ark was simply lifting off the ground to begin its floating journey. Everything was just as God had planned it. The ark was well built and there was no danger to the inhabitants. The buoyancy of the heavy boat along with the undertow of the deepening waters loosed and then freed the boat from its wooden crutches. Their fear was infectious though, even affecting Noah, but it was foundless. Within an hour the ark was well on its way around the world being tugged to and fro by the magnetism of the moon and its own rotation around the stable sun leaving behind the place of Noah's birth, the land of his fathers and forefathers back to Adam and Eve. Gone were the sights of people desperately climbing mountains, of dead babies and small children floating face down. Gone was everything Noah and his family ever knew of life, save for their relationship with each other and their faith in the invisible God.

The loosened ark started moving more and more quickly in search of the ocean for which it was built. The rains were still pouring down heavily causing it to rise higher and higher, especially when the ark reached the deep turbulent ocean.

Japheth, Coochie, Sha-me, and Ham vomited all over the prayer room. Aurelia and Lazeria started to clean it up, but the stench was overwhelming and they fled to the rooftop for fresh air. Noah and Shem had gone to check on the animals who were howling as never before.

"Lazeria" shouted Noah from the bottom deck. "Lazeria where are you, come down here!"

It was strange because Lazeria knew it would have been impossible to hear Noah call her with the sounds of animals as loud as they were, but she did hear Noah call and told Aurelia to come with her and see what he wanted.

When the ladies arrived at the bottom deck they found most of the wildest animals howling and growling. Noah shouted to Lazaria and Aurelia to start chanting as loud as they could.

The melody and particularly the harmony of sound from the two ladies with Noah and Shem chanting an octave lower gradually soothed the frightened beasts. It didn't slow down the rocking back and forth of the ship, but suddenly deep in their souls man and beast were transported far back to their mother's wombs where in the beginning they were formed amidst similar rocking motions to and from with the steps of their busy mothers. From the very first moments of consciousness until the day of birth when suddenly the stationary earth replaced the rocking womb and with it their sense of balance man and beast existed in a moving environment similar to the rocking ark when it lifted off solid ground and floated on the oceanic earth.

Thus Noah, Shem, Lazaria and Aurelia spent the first long dark night at sea with the large beasts on the floor of their house turned boat. At sunrise the quartet ventured upstairs to find out how the rest of the troupe had faired. They went to the prayer room and thanked God that the room had a window to diffuse the stench of vomit that lingered there.

There they found Sha-me, Coochie, Ham and Japheth awake and cleaning the room to prepare it for the prayer service.

Sha-me rushed up to Noah weeping, "Where have you been?! We were so worried about you, but we just couldn't walk around this awful ark to look for you. Oh, Noah, this is horrible! How can we survive! I am so afraid."

Noah hugged his wife tightly in silence, soothing her with the beat of his heart and the stability of his muscular arms. When he felt her racing heart slow down, Noah said, "My dear, the large animals were as fearful as you and needed our help. Lazaria and Aurelia, Shem and I were down there soothing them all night. We will be fine. If this boat did not break apart last night, it never will. Be at peace. We have left the horrors of the dead and dying behind us. Let us praise the Lord with full and grateful hearts lest our fear offend Him who is delivering us from evil."
Sha-me reduced her fear to tears and simply wept in Noah's comforting embrace. When finally she calmed down Noah released himself and gathered his small clan.

"Come children, thank you for cleaning. Let us pour out our full and heavy hearts to our Lord."

Everyone came together each couple holding hands to stabilize themselves. Without asking permission they sat in a large circle on the floor on pelts they had laid in piles. There was no chattering this morning as was usually the case. A rare quiet surrounded Noah as he listened deep within his heart for the message that he was to relay from the Lord God to the survivors of last night's launching.

He began, "My children, this is the midway point of the forty days of rain that the Lord is sending to wash this earth of the filth of evil and wickedness, to return to the beginning of creation when there was only water. Know that through our fasting and prayer we have been preparing for this time. Let the weakness and fatigue of your bodies yield spiritual alertness. With the same determination with which you controlled your appetite, God asks you to control your emotions. Fear and doubt will weaken you. These unique days require strength. Strength and faith.

Let us refrain from looking back, neither for those we left behind, nor at our struggles to master ourselves. Now is the time to begin to look forward to the second half of our forty days for the culmination of the rain that will herald a new life for us. I remind you that we are the remnants of humankind. Our faith and fortitude will form the foundation for generations that come after us."

Noah paused to allow God's message to penetrate their minds and hearts.

"In these days we are being asked to sacrifice our old selves. What appears so devastating to our psyches now will grow into new and beautiful lives of gratitude and wonder. As a seed planted deep within the cold dark soil must die before it can sprout and blossom into a flower or even a mighty tree, so must these deadly days become days of sprouting of new life in us who are the seeds of a purified world.

I ask you to accept your suffering, even your natural fears, as the condition through which you will grow into a resurrected world. Follow God who leads us there. He sees us, keeps us safe, and knows where we are going. Allow Him to comfort you in your heart, open a path through the fear and discomfort of these days, through the hunger and the stench, open a path to your golden hearts where the Lord will rest in you. Realize that He too suffers the destruction of His creation. Let's be sad for our God whose will was for the life and happiness of humanity to companion Him.

Refreshed and reassured let us proceed to the second half of our journey with vigor and enthusiasm for what lies ahead. "

With that message as his homily Noah proceeded to ask for expressions of contrition, thanksgiving and supplication. This morning's doxology was clearly the most heartfelt this gradually unifying troupe had ever expressed.

ALIVE: Chapter Ten, Gestation

Every birth requires a gestation period. It was no less true for the rebirth of each member of Noah's family. The day after their first spiritual gathering and for every day after that the family was summoned at sunrise by Noah to worship the Creator God. Without church or synagogue, without rabbi, priest or pastor, without the Bible, the Torah or the Creed, without Jesus, Sha-me and her children were in the process of growing the seed of salvation into new persons. God was the Father and the womb of the wooden ark was the mother.

Looking back, this second week may have been the saddest of them all for it was the week that outside of the ark all of humankind and perhaps the wildlife too tottered between hope and despair.

The five year old son of Coochie's brother cried, "Papa, when will the water stop falling from the sky?"

"I can't tell you my child." He replied sympathetically, "I neither know how it started, nor when it will end. We must wait and hope it stops soon." The boy climbed into his father's lap. The shelter of cave was less and less a refuge as the ground grew more and more saturated with water. The fearful father wrapped his arms around his small son wondering if he should take his family to the ark where his sister went, but decided he wasn't ready to face her after all the ridicule he flung at her and her crazy husband. His wife put a stop to his musing when she entered the cave with a few carrots in her hand.

"This was all I could find." she sighed, "I'm afraid that food is scarce. How I long to be able to start a fire! I'm so cold."

"Thank you wife. Come, sit by us; I will keep you warm."

On the top of a faraway cliff a stream of frantic men and women were jumping to their deaths. A cacophony of screams shot up from the deep and could be heard for miles around. So many days of steady rainfall with no end in sight, and the dark cloudy skies were more than the suicidal could stand. These were the panicking men and women who were strong enough to scale the slippery mountain. Their busted and bloody bodies littered the rocky floor below. Heavy rains washed the dead bodies clean and sent streams of polluted water into the bulging river south of the valley of the dead.

No one had a taste for murder any more, so great was the wet violence from above. The days of thievery had ended too. No one cared a whit for material possessions. There was nothing to lie about, and only the most lascivious still tried to eek out a feeling of physical pleasure from fornication. Old lovers grew to despise each other's bodies. Evil and wickedness were widely being conquered by water and the devastating circumstances that accompanied non-stop rain.

All that remained of the God-damned world were fear and anger. Coochie's brother's scene was common in families with young children to protect. Most, if not all parents and grandparents clung together to comfort the children and lift each other from despair. The most optimistic still believed the rains would end and they did everything they could to conjure up a sense of normalcy and hope that there would be a bright and dry future.

Noah's brothers, sisters, and cousins, who were also grandchildren of Methuselah and Enoch, prayed for relief. They came together with those who knew there was a God and that He caused the rain and could make it end. They begged God to save them and the earth from the deluge of water. They reminded Him of the innocent suffering animals. Those inclined to crying balled like hungry babies. These were the virgins of this original day of reckoning who were caught without oil in their lamps, those who said to God, "But Lord, didn't we prophesy in Your Name? To whom He answered with silence, "I never knew you." Before the rains came, they knew of God, but never made the effort to worship and obey. Their desperate and pathetic cries dissolved in wet air.

Inside the ark, the first fast day as proclaimed by Noah was difficult for other reasons. Instead of empty hope Noah's family had empty stomachs. Instead of begging for salvation of their flesh, they were fighting their flesh for the benefit of their souls. Lazaria had been hungry before, but not in the presence of baskets of nuts and raisins. To deny her stomach was harder than she imagined it would be. She had to keep reminding herself that God, through Noah, asked her to fast for a good reason. As a stone thrown into a pond sends out concentric circles, so did her growling stomach send out rings of weakness and emptiness. As she sat alone in the bird-room contemplating reasons for her fast, a voice spoke to her. It said, "Say to your stomach, 'My food is to do the will of God.' Lazaria, you need a strong faithful will more than you need food. Sing your alleluias child, subdue your flesh." Gradually Lazaria's weakness turned to meekness as she chanted her alleluias in a soprano voice softly, thinking only of her desire to please Noah and his God.

Fasting was not so pure and simple for Ham. He had always been a strong-willed and irreverent boy. With piercing blue eyes, a square jaw, and straight black hair, Ham was the most handsome man of the family even though he was no taller than his short father. Yet this situation was enough adventure for him, and Ham wanted to do whatever he could to prepare himself for the new world. Ham understood the practical reason for fasting, to conserve their food. So on this first day he found ways to keep busy. The ark that seemed so large when he was building it, felt uncomfortably confining. After the morning prayer-gathering Ham walked from one end to the other back and forth, over and over, up and down from deck to deck starting at the top where he got drenched and noticed that the cisterns were already spilling over. On the bottom level he stopped to milk the cows and goats. Ham tried to explain to the animals who came to him to be fed as they had done every day before why they would not eat that day. After delivering the milk to the ladies for cheese-making, he continued his rounds. The only room Ham would not enter was the dry store room where the food was kept. The temptation was too great for him. In the afternoon Ham took a long nap. Mostly he thought and dreamed about what he would eat the next morning.

Ham's wife, Aurelia, and Coochie grew closer than sisters. They both had left sisters behind and leaned on each other to fill the void, the one looking at the other as in a mirror searching for the familiar and for approval. The two young ladies had known each other for as long as they could remember but they had been too busy gathering and cooking, cleaning and sewing to play together. Both were still not much older than children. Since humans lived for centuries, commitment to marriage was typically reserved for the second century of life at the earliest. To marry young men in their thirties was unheard of. When they told their parents that they were going to marry the sons of Noah, both sets of parents were astonished. Coochie's father tried to forbid the marriage. But Coochie was particularly strong-willed and referred to Lazaria and Aurelia who were also young girls. Coochie promised to avoid having children until she was much older so her father conceded, knowing that he was no match for his strong willed daughter. Aurelia, simply said goodbye to her surprised mother and father and walked away from her home without an argument on the day she entered the ark with Ham. Aurelia came from a family of twenty-five children and was not missed.

Both Coochie and Aurelia had smooth swarthy skin and long wavy brown hair and they were both devoted to their young husbands because Ham and Japheth were different than the other men, especially the older men who pursued them. They admired Lazaria for her beautiful voice, but Lazaria seemed to prefer to be alone over their company. They didn't really understand Noah's talk about a God, and they were both afraid of how their adventure was turning out. They missed their families and had no idea of the finality of it all, the complete and total destruction of the world. They talked to each other about why God would kill everyone but them, in fact they couldn't believe it when their husbands told them, so they played along, sure that it wasn't true. But now that it had been raining for so long, they were less sure.

After a week of confinement in the ark Aurelia panicked, she became claustrophobic and wanted to break out. In fact, Ham caught Aurelia trying to lift the locking bar. He pulled her away and she screamed that she couldn't breath and wanted to get out. Ham held her tight until she stopped crying and then took her up to the roof where they sat in the rain until Aurelia was ready to go beneath and get dry.

In her quiet times, while laying in bed waiting for sleep to come Aurelia became most anxious. She had to fight with herself to believe that she and Ham would make it through the rains and that they would live again in a new world. It seemed like such a preposterous situation. Aurelia had never seen a boat so she didn't believe that a house could float on top of water. Yet, Noah told them that God promised him that indeed they would survive, so she had to believe or die. There was no other choice. She couldn't see herself waiting for death every minute of the day. Even the people outside in the rain didn't yet believe that they would die. Aurelia realized in those wakeful hours that she needed to change her mind. She had to start thinking differently. If her thoughts represented who she was as a person, she in fact had to become a different person. So she simply begged God to please help her to believe in Him and in His plan, and to help her fast and pray as Noah did. Night after night this same scenario ran through her mind until sleep took over.

The morning prayer gatherings seemed to calm the fears of the young ladies, but they didn't know why or how. The first fasting day was particularly difficult for these two young friends because they complained of their hunger to each other which made it worse. But they also kept each other from cheating on this first day. Fear of what Noah would do if he found out was more threatening to them than starvation. If Noah's God could make it rain on all those innocent people, they thought, imagine what He would do to them if they disobeyed.

Japheth had a secret that he had been keeping from his father and brothers for three years. He killed a man in cold blood. When he thought back on it, Japheth was convinced that this murder was for the right reason. The man caught him stealing and would have told his father. Japheth believed that if he just did away with the man, his father would never find out. Japheth wondered if he too deserved to be outside the ark with the other violent men. Then he asked himself what the difference was between his murder of one man and God killing everyone? Besides, he thought, if he had to do it all over again he would.

Every day and night people tried to enter the ark. At first it was women who politely knocked and yelled for admittance. The proud independent menfolk mostly tried to construct their own make-shift shelters, not yet knowing that they needed a boat. These initial, relatively polite, visitors could barely be heard by the ark's residents because the rooms they inhabited in were far from the door and many loud animals lay between the family and those who were entreating to come in. One by one the women eventually realized that no one would open the door so she would walk away to search for other shelter.

When he was formed in his mother's womb, God had written on Shem's genes the same poem He had written when He formed Noah, and Lamech and Methuselah before him. Shem loved God with every fiber of his being. Shem prayed without ceasing. When he would awaken in the night words of awe and praise immediately came to his mind without Shem stopping to think. He seemed to know instinctively that God was watching over him and guided his steps. Several times in his young life Shem had been delivered from destruction. One such time a lion cub wandered into the village and pounced on him. Shem wrestled with the lion and found strength he didn't know he had. Lying on the ground with the lion on top of him, a rock rolled into his hand and with all his might Shem hit the lion between the eyes and knocked him out. Shem crawled out from under the angry cub and hit him over and over again until the cub's heart stopped beating. It was from that experience that Shem understood what a dangerous world he lived in and how much he needed protection from above. God guided Shem in and out of danger enough times to teach him about good and evil. Long gone were the days that God wanted to shield his children from the knowledge of good and evil. Now it was a matter of showing them the difference and allowing them to choose. Shem was a kind boy who thrived on praise from his father. He remembered the moment when he first realized that Noah's God was his God too.

Shem and Noah, prayed together often when Ham and Japheth were busy hunting or carousing with the other young men in the village. Noah taught Shem to tell God what was on his mind and to ask Him for favors. What Shem wanted most of all was to have known his great grandfather Enoch. Although death was rare in those days of five to nine hundred year life spans, Shem had known men and women who died. When he learned that there was a man, even in his own family who simply went to God without ever knowing death Shem wanted to know how that happened and where he went, and what his relationship with God was like. So to speak with Enoch was Shem's prayer. Every night before he fell asleep Shem asked God for the ability to meet Enoch and speak with him. This prayer became a ritual for Shem that lulled him to sleep year after year. One night, in his twelfth year, Shem had a dream in which grandfather Enoch spoke to him. Enoch told his young grandson that he should be patient and that all would be revealed to him in time, but he wanted Shem to know that God had indeed heard his prayer. Shem awoke with this vision still clear in his mind. It was then that he knew without a shadow of a doubt that God was real and heard his prayers. That was the moment Shem realized beyond a shadow of doubt that the God of his fathers was his God too.

When Noah told his sons to find wives for themselves, Shem knew instantly that he wanted Lazaria to be by his side for the rest of his life. Convincing her was not so easy. They were both very young, much too young for marriage and children. Lovely Lazaria with her angelic voice was accustomed to fending off wanton older men. Shem knew that he couldn't use the same forceful tactics of the older men's style. He simply befriended her. One day when Lazaria strolled by the site where the ark was being built, she approached Shem and asked what he was doing. Shem seized the opportunity to put his tools down and take a break. He walked her over to a nearby tree where they sat and Shem explained to her everything his father had taught him about the Creator God, and about good and evil. Lazaria was fascinated. She had always sensed an invisible guiding presence, but had no idea that it was real. The concept of invisibility carried her off to a whole new world of thought. After that first visit, Lazaria came around often and brought food for Shem. In the evenings they went for long walks getting to know each other, their hopes and fears. It wasn't until the ark was near completion that Shem asked Lazaria to marry him and to enter the ark with his family. By then Lazaria was enthusiastic about making the ultimate commitment to Shem and to his God. The day the family entered the ark was their wedding day.

Sha-me tried hard to interpret the sounds of her growling stomach as love-songs to God. Every time she was tempted to sneak into the storeroom and grab a handful of nuts, it was if an invisible wall stopped her. She knew that the wall was her will and she was relieved to discover that at her core her need to obey her husband and His God was stronger than her need to eat. That was because she believed that obedience to the fasting rule in the end was the safest and easiest way to survive the enormous power of death that surrounded her. Sha-me fought thoughts of food by thanking God for saving her life, and the lives of her three sons. She did not think that she was better or holier than all of the people who would soon drown. Sha-me loved life after all. She loved her husband for his uniqueness and his wisdom, and she looked forward to the day when her son's wives would bring forth babies to care for and to fill her days with laughter.

Noah's passion for the new age, to live in a world purged of evil and wickedness propelled him through the rainy skies higher and higher until in his heart and mind he reached the throne room of God. There he would sit unaware of time conversing with his Maker. There Noah stood in an infinitely deep baby-blue light-filled space, in total peace and comfort and in awe of God's power and majesty. Noah knew he would not be allowed to stay there. He had to return to his body in the ark for most of the long wet days and nights managing his crew, but he savored every moment of ecstasy. He never could make it happen on his own. It seemed that God had to invite him to that place, which he did often during those months in the ark.

God trusted Noah; He trusted Noah not to question His devastating decision. He trusted Noah to lead his family into righteousness, who in most ways were not better than the damned. For God, Noah was the link between the world that had recklessly fled from His will in the beginning, and a brand new world where His aspirations for humanity could have a fresh start. This Great Primal Lenten period would be crucial for human transformation. Never before had He been willing to nurture man through a process of repentance. With only seven souls to work with, and with faithful Noah in the lead, God had great expectations for the restoration of His world. God wanted to know if metamorphosis could be as satisfying to Him, and even more effective than creation. Noah wanted to know if his family could ever experience God as he did.