Read PHENOM - The Search for the Ark of the Covenant Page 28
I don't know how to love him.
What to do, how to move him.
I've been changed, yes, really changed.
In these past few days, when I've seen myself,
I seem like someone else.
I don't know how to take this.
I don't see why he moves me.
He's a man. He's just a man.
And I've had so many many men before,
In very many ways.
He's just one more.
Should I bring him down?
Should I scream and shout?
Should I speak of love,
Let my feelings out?
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's this all about?
Yet, if he said he loved me,
I'd be lost. I'd be frightened
I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope
I'd turn my head. I'd back away
I wouldn't want to know.
He scares me so.
I want him so.
I love him so.
It was a beautiful night and Matthew stayed until the end, dancing with Jennifer and talking with all his friends. Rosann managed to get him to dance a fast dance with her that made her whole evening. I told Jennifer to find a younger partner, hopefully one that could dance.
“Thanks, Coach, for letting me dance with Mary. Will I see you in Ethiopia Monday?”
“I’ll be there. Ken and Marco said they have quite a story to tell me. Do you want to fly together? Maybe you can tell me about the hidden scrolls and Torahs?”
Matthew smiled and gave me a wink. “Amar and I already made plans to lease a private jet. Why don’t you join us and we can talk.”
“I would love to. Maybe you can tell me how you let someone score 41 points on you in one half after all I taught you about defense.”
“One more thing, Coach. I’m not sure I ever thanked you enough for the job you did rebuilding Babylon. I will always be grateful to you and your team for a job well done. You should be proud, no matter what fate awaits the new Babylon.”
‘Thank you, Matthew,” I replied without enthusiasm. He had told me several years ago why he had never visited the rebuilt Babylon. I sensed there was an underlying reason that Matthew had mentioned this now. I hoped that Monday’s long plane ride to Ethiopia would provide me an opportunity to discuss his plans for the new Babylon.
Matthew said his goodbyes and the band serenaded with the title song from JC Superstar;
Everytime I look at you I don't understand
Why you let the things you do get so out of hand
You'd have managed better if you'd had it planned.
Why'd you choose such a backward time in such a strange land?
If you'd come today you would have reached the whole nation.
Israel in 4 BC had no mass communication.
Don't get me wrong now. Don't get me wrong. Don't get me wrong.
I Only want to know now...
CHOIR
Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ
Who are you? What have you sacrificed?
Jesus Christ, Superstar
Do you think you're what they say you are?
Sunday, a natural catastrophe dominated the news. Massive earthquakes resulting in floods and landslides had completely destroyed the new Babylon on both sides of the Euphrates River. All buildings, except one, had collapsed and been swallowed by the raging water and mud that cover everything. Only the Tower of Babel remained, standing in isolation, seemingly immune to the utter devastation below.
“What do you make of this, Chet? Is it possible that rerouting the Euphrates to its original channel caused the earthquake?”
“David, I truly believe there was a divine hand in this. Iraq has never seen earthquakes of this magnitude. Religious experts say that this is punishment for the new Babylon returning to the sinful ways of Babel, the original city.”
“Then why is the Tower of Babel still standing?”
A flash of lightning accompanied by peals of thunder filled the sky. The Tower of Babel, the original symbol of man’s defiance towards God, disintegrated into dust before the eyes of the entire world. The Prophesy was fulfilled.