Is it me, or does it seem like Noah’s Ark these days?

Today’s featured photo is a screenshot of a public domain photo of “Noah’s Ark”, painted by the American folk painter Edward Hicks in 1846.

Maybe this is a simplistic thought. I probably ought to flesh it out some more before I write about this subject, especially since I am no Biblical scholar. What I remember about the Noah’s Ark story is that God decided there was too much violence and awfulness in the world and he was going to destroy it with a great flood. But he liked Noah, so he decided to spare him, his family, and all of the world’s animals. He had Noah build an Ark to his specifications.

Noah and his family, as well as pairs of animals and their mates, all boarded the great Ark and were saved from the great flood that destroyed everything else. After 150 days, the floods stopped and Noah, his family, and the animals all came to land on Mount Ararat… special to me, because it’s in what was once Armenia and is now Turkey. There’s more to the story, of course, and if you’d like a pop version of it, just listen to “Rock Steady” by Sting.

I’ve always liked this song. Clever songwriting by Sting.

As I sit here reading the news about Hurricane Laura about to make landfall in the United States, as people are grappling with COVID-19, wildfires in California, watching Trump’s insanity at the Republican National Convention, and worrying about joblessness, potential evictions, racially motivated riots, and no school for kids, I’m reminded of the Noah’s Ark story. It’s almost like everything is being thrown at us to see what sticks.

I don’t know if there is a God, or if God has anything to do with the disasters that have occurred in 2020 so far, but it sure does seem like hellfire is about to rain down. But then, I’m probably thinking this because I was born in a relatively peaceful and prosperous time in history. Yes, the Vietnam War was going on when I came around in 1972, but after that, it didn’t seem so bad. Or maybe I was just shielded from the news better. That’s probably it.

I don’t remember any other leaders as horrible and toxic as Trump has been… I truly do fear for what may come if voters don’t get their shit together in November. I also don’t remember the weather being nearly as weird and destructive thirty or forty years ago, and although I did live through the AIDS epidemic, that wasn’t a disease that spread through the air like COVID-19 does.

So far, we’ve been fortunate enough to live in areas that haven’t been horribly affected by most of the disasters that are hitting the world right now. I’m not arrogant enough to think that God likes us. I think we’ve just been really lucky so far. Even as I write this, I hear the winds outside whistling. I think the weather is about to change in Germany, too.

Growing up in Virginia and living a significant portion of my life in the southeastern United States, I have experienced my fill of hurricanes. So far, I’ve always managed to be in places that haven’t been badly hit. Even in April 2011, when a tornado ripped through Sanford, North Carolina (where we lived at the time), and then traveled 200 miles northeast, hit my hometown of Gloucester, Virginia, and destroyed where I went to “intermediate” school, we were not horribly affected. We saw the tornado and heard it, but it didn’t damage the home we lived in at the time. However, it did strike the Lowe’s hardware store and decimated homes about a quarter of a mile away.

On my old blog, I wrote about how a little girl in Gloucester’s life might have actually been saved by that tornado. She was badly abused and neglected by her parents, who had two other children, one who was a healthy baby and the other who had died and was buried on their property. The little girl was probably days from death herself, but her parents had taken the opportunity to loot when the tornado destroyed homes. They had tried to pawn a gold bullion they stole, and a police officer came to their trailer to speak to them. He saw the little girl, emaciated, covered in feces, and sitting under an upturned crib that had been fashioned into a makeshift jail cell.

The little girl, aged six, was extremely malnourished and small for her age. She was saved and eventually adopted, although she may not ever fully recover from her ordeal. Her parents are now in prison. I guess that’s one more example of how good things can happen even in the worst situations. I’m sure there are similar stories coming out of today’s disasters…

I guess I have to repost that blog entry about the little girl now. It was a good one. Anyway, stay safe out there in this era of disasters. I’d like to hope there isn’t going to be a great flood that wipes out civilization, but we certainly do seem to be living in “interesting” times.


6 thoughts on “Is it me, or does it seem like Noah’s Ark these days?

  1. I think a lot of this is mankind’s own doing. Climate change and all. God is not going to save us from ourselves and our poor decisions. My belief is that he sends scientists and gives us opportunities; he doesn’t wave a magic wand and make it all go away. Living in NYC in the 70’s it was an insane time there between Son of Sam, the blackout, heatwaves, financial crises, and more. I think it’s a matter of where you live and how aware you are.

    • I don’t know… it was just a thought. I am not very religious as it is. But when I saw the news about the hurricanes along with the wildfires and COVID-19, I suddenly thought of Noah’s Ark.

  2. From what I read, Nixon was bad, but he was practically Winston Churchill when compared to Trump.

    Meteorologu is not a particular area of strength for me, but I suspect the whole global warming phenomenon is connected to the harsh weather patterns we see now.

    • I’m sure global warming is a factor. Like I said, the Noah’s Ark thing was just a funny thought I had. Don’t take it seriously.

  3. If I were fundamentally religious, I would be expecting Jesus to make his way through the clouds fairly soon, but no, I don’t take it especially seriously, either,

    Once when I was at a Mormon church, a lady was speaking (it’s fairly common to let the womenfolk speak, though I think the concluding speaker is supposed to be a priesthood holder; it always was when I was there) and she spoke of how some of the stories in the Bible (she specifically cited Noah and his ark) would really seem a bit far-fetched if we looked at them closely, but that because they supposedly happened five- or six-thousand years ago, many people were willing to believe them, even somewhat literally, in spite of the logic-defying propensities of many of the stories. I was with her on that part, but she lost me when she used it as a bridge to justify how the Joseph Smith accounts were actually true, but that non-Mormons refused to consider the possibility that they might be true because they would have taken place less than two-hundred years ago.

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