After the big flood, Noah’s ark rested on the moutains of Ararat. Noah sent out a dove several times to determine if the waters had abated. I’m guessing Noah, Mrs. Noah and family were looking forward to leaving the ark asap. (Yes, I’m sure they were glad that they didn’t perish, but how long can … More Noah’s Raven
My last post was my own idea of what may have occurred while a passenger on Noah’s ark. Sometimes I feel that I am on an ark, cruising from point A to point B. It’s usually not fun or comfortable but a necessary journey to point B. (Here I would like to share a painting created by … More A cruise ship? (revisited)
As the dawn poked through the window, Emzara threw back the animal skin that had covered her. What is that smell, she asked herself, as she rustled from her hay mat and crawled up to her knees. She sighed deeply when she remembered, we’re still here. She grabbed onto the wall of the stable and … More A cruise ship?