#Retrospective — This post originally published August 28.2019.
Day after day the pounding continued. It would not stop. But this morning I awoke to silence. After listening for so long to the mallets pounding on cypress wood beams and planks, the silence seemed strange.
I climbed out of my bed and peered out the window at the massive structure. It was eerily silent. No activity at all around it. “Is it finished?” I mumbled as I dressed and made my way to the door. I had a strange feeling about it all. I needed to see for myself what was going on. I wondered if perhaps the people had enough with this idiot and his family and dragged them away. “Good riddens!” I mumbled. I was pretty fed up with having that self righteous man as a neighbor.
This Noah and his family were quite the talk of the town. Noah acted so righteous, so pious. He walked around like he was better than everyone else and now he was building this stupid thing he called an ark. Despite what everyone said, I was convinced they built it to lock themselves away from everyone. After all, they were stockpiling all kinds of grain and stuff inside that ark.
It was just as well since Noah never went to any of our parties. He seemed to think they were corrupt and violent, I called them fun. Such a boring and arrogant man. Who needed him anyways. If they dragged him and his family away, they had it coming. We didn’t need them around.
“Anyone here?” I shouted as I approached the ark and gazed up at the open door on the side. I studied the massive ark with its cypress planks. The smell of fresh pitch coated on the wood was strong. It was an unusual house built by an unusual man. “Anyone here?” I repeated.
A moment later Noah poked his head out from the open door and motioned at me. I shrugged my shoulders, not sure what he was trying to tell me. He motioned again. What was this silly man up to? Then I heard a soft rumbling sound from behind me. I turned and was surprised to see an odd assortment of animals approaching as if they were being herded. “What is that nut up to now, collecting meat for his stash of food?”
I moved away from the ark as the herd approached, seemingly in pairs. Dust rose from the movement of the great number of animals. I kept my distance as I looked for someone herding the animals. There was no one in sight. Perhaps they were hidden by the dust cloud. Things were getting weirder by the minute.
I shook my head and walked away. I didn’t want any part of this man’s silly antics. I didn’t want to be associated with Noah and his family. What would people think if they saw me with all these animals? They might think I helped herd them into the ark. “Let him lock himself up in this thing,” I laughed as I hurried off to my friend’s big party. “He’s going to miss all the fun and excitement.”
#WednesdayWalk through the Bible — an exploration of what unknown people might have seen or felt when they witnessed the events in the Bible. This post is from the perspective of a neighbor to Noah based on Genesis 6:9 – 7:16.
© 2019 CGThelen
“Just as it was in the days of Noah, so also will it be in the days of the Son of Man. People were eating, drinking, marrying and being given in marriage up to the day Noah entered the ark. Then the flood came and destroyed them all.” – Luke 17:26-27