It feels good to be alive. To enjoy what ever feelings nice and sad our environment feeds into us or those we make. Our neural system sends it to us and in the several ways we feel it. We love it .
Personally, I enjoy crying and some sad aura sometimes. When I do wrong, I feel I have to exaggerate it and let the regret regress me into more sadness. At that point if I ever come across a similar situation where I have to make a decisive decision. The depth of the regrets would be enough memory in my head to rouse some “No,no don’t do it again” kind of feelings in my head and I make a better choice. I can say it’s very beautiful to be human.
But being human is being totally wrong. There is nothing right about being human. Rather it’s chaotic being human. Filled with good, kindness and extreme wickedness. You can’t say it’s all bad. We’re like a corrupted file already, and it should enthuse you that there is hope.
There was hope, a kind of editing or formatting could have happened or should happen but NOAH happened.
I will tell the story according to the timeline and historical facts I see in the holy book.
The grandson of Methuselah, named Noah by his father Lamech as a son of consolation for the their toilings on the cursed earthen soil. Considering the name, Noah. He came to earth when his father had secured some possessions, (produce and was established in business. Probably had servants, wives and a stable home. It was easier to train Noah in a frustration free environment. Totally abuse free).
Noah found grace in the sight of God. *. *. *. This is where the story begins. For every man God found favour in. For every man that walked with God. He ascended, he was taken. He didn’t need to stay long on earth. A direct action plan and purpose. Even Noah’s grand dad’s dad. His great grandfather was taken. He wasn’t asked for his holy seed. Heck, even Elijah too. Not even Moses.
Whether a deliberate act by He who sees all for Noah to serve as a reference or the emotion or the love. Even love acts exclusively sometimes. Just for ones own. Yet Noah was tasked to preach, to stay, to save (the mammals ) and to replenish the earth with a holy seed. The seed was corrupted. Noah’s own could have been different. Coming from the great loins of the longest ever to live and the holiest at the time. That was a super combo that would activate the new Great World.
It didn’t happen.
It gave a good reference on why the Son, The Prince died to save us corrupted humans. So loved by the father. He arose in glory. This didn’t apply to Noah as he’s human but his cause could have been the greatest sacrifice. He was the Rock that could have paved way for the re-gene-ration of man….
Life Happens 