Then The Deluge Comes (The Generations Book 2) by McAdoo Caryl

Author:McAdoo, Caryl [McAdoo, Caryl]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-03-03T16:00:00+00:00

1641 years from creation

While the war between the sons of Cain and Seth raged in the land of Nod and beyond, the inhabitants of Adam’s valley worked to complete the ark God had commanded Noah to build. His father and father’s father labored, too. Thankfully, each year, Noah’s sons took on more of the duties, especially his grandfather’s.

Methuselah. His very name prophesied the catastrophic event the entire family worked to survive. He’d already lived longer than any other man, save Grandfather Jared. Could he finish the ark and be ready in only eight years? Well, Abba knew he had not shirked and worked diligently.

At nine hundred and fifty-four years, the oldest living man continued to come and inspect the progress, but never lingered long or offered much in the way of instruction. Instead, he preferred spending most of his days in the company of whoever cooked the evening meal, warming himself by the oven.

Shem would have loved sitting and listening to the old man’s stories. Instead, he endlessly swabbed globs of hot pitch between the boards’ joints, careful not to waste any. Though his father had been right.

No way would only the twenty-one barrels be adequate. The ark’s hull neared completion, but by his calculations, he needed at least twelve to fifteen barrels to finish, and only four more waited to be opened and heated.

He eased along the scaffolding, trying to stay focused on the task at hand. He hated being the youngest by only breaths and having the worst job. However, such was his lot.

What did any of it matter? He and his brothers had no wives. Unlike all the mothers before her, his had left off bearing children right after giving birth to him and his brothers.

Short of a miracle—are You listening, Abba? Can You see?—the sons of Seth would die out with the death of him and his twin brothers. Oh, triplets were born, but the other two looked exactly alike, and all the elders called them twins, as though Shem had come another year. Twins or triplets, it made no difference.

The only thing of importance remained those words the Lord spoke to his father.

Build an ark.

For all of Shem’s eighty-five years, the feat had consumed his whole family. Grandfather Methuselah had worked so much of his life either getting ready for it or on the giant structure. Where the Lord would ever gather enough water to float the thing, he could not imagine.

But with the God of Adam, all things were possible.

He emptied his tar pot, and decided to check on his brothers. The day waned, getting too late to heat more pitch. He found Japheth and Ham working the second floor framing.

His oldest brother looked up. “Finished so soon?”

“I daubed all that was hot. How goes it?”

“Good, you still think we’re short?”

“Yes, at least eight barrels, ten would complete it all for sure.”

Ham pointed his mallet at him. “We need to go ourselves and fetch more. I, for one, am past ready to get this preposterous ark finished and be done with it.

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