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Originally Posted by Brother V
Genesis 7-9
Today we get more of the Noah story. (and as promised the possible rape of Noah by his son).
Every one is familiar with the two by two story of the animals, but in Genesis 7:2 and 3 we see how the Lord made Noah take extra of the clean beasts for sacrifice to the Lord.
2 Of every clean beast thou shalt take to thee by sevens, the male and his female: and of beasts that are not clean by two, the male and his female.
3 Of fowls also of the air by sevens, the male and the female; to keep seed alive upon the face of all the earth.
Here is an interesting tidbit. The flood came the same year Methuselah died.
Genesis 7:6 And Noah was six hundred years old when the flood of waters was upon the earth.
Genesis 5: 25 And Methuselah lived an hundred eighty and seven years, and begat Lamech.
27 And all the days of Methuselah were nine hundred sixty and nine years: and he died.
28 And Lamech lived an hundred eighty and two years, and begat a son:
29 And he called his name Noah
So Methuselah was 187, when he had Lamech. Lamech was 182 when he had Noah. So Methuselah was 369, when Noah was born. The flood happend when Noah was 600, so Methuselah was 969 when he died/the flood happened. Lamech died at age 777, five years before the flood. (It's always sad when a parent outlives a child, I'm sure those last five years of Methuselah were very difficult.)
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I'd always wondered what Methuselah died of. It'd make sense if he died in the flood, but obviously God didn't want to ruin His plot by telling us in Genesis 5:27 that "
all the days of Methuselah were nine hundred sixty and nine years: and he died... IN A FLOOD!!! DUN DUN DUN!"
O Lord our God, help us to tear their soldiers to bloody shreds with our shells; help us to cover their smiling fields with the pale forms of their patriot dead; help us to drown the thunder of the guns with the shrieks of their wounded, writhing in pain; help us to lay waste their humble homes with a hurricane of fire; help us to wring the hearts of their unoffending widows with unavailing grief; help us to turn them out roofless with little children to wander unfriended the wastes of their desolated land in rags and hunger and thirst, sports of the sun flames of summer and the icy winds of winter, broken in spirit, worn with travail, imploring Thee for the refuge of the grave and denied it--for our sakes who adore Thee, Lord, blast their hopes, blight their lives, protract their bitter pilgrimage, make heavy their steps, water their way with their tears, stain the white snow with the blood of their wounded feet! We ask it, in the spirit of love, of Him Who is the Source of Love, and Who is the ever-faithful refuge and friend of all that are sore beset and seek His aid with humble and contrite hearts. Amen.
God being truth, justice, goodness, beauty, power, and life, man is falsehood, iniquity, evil, ugliness, impotence, and death. God being master, man is the slave. Incapable of finding justice, truth, and eternal life by his own effort, he can attain them only through a divine revelation... he who desires to worship God must harbor no childish illusions about the matter, but bravely renounce his liberty and humanity.