... it rained. And rained. And rained.

The book of Genesis tells a little story of a little man who built a huge boat at God's command.

The story goes that God planned to send a great flood to destroy the Earth. However, before doing so he instructed Noah to build a large ark, and ordered him to retreat into it along with his family and a representation of the world's animals. God then sent rain for 40 days and nights, which caused the waters to rise so that with the exception of those inside the Ark, all of creation was extinguished. It was then that the story says, "God remembered Noah." The waters abated and dry land reappeared. When Noah, his family, and those animals who had been saved, left the Ark, Noah offered a sacrifice to God. The story ends with God's vow that he would never again destroy the world in this manner.

"And what on earth does this have to do with anything, young writer?", you ask.

Well, last night, here in Pittsburgh, the rain came down. Scratch that. It pelted down. Cats, dogs, the occasional horse. It was pouring off the roof, much like a waterfall - because the gutters are blocked with leaves from the neighbor's tree, but I digress.

It rained, yes. And poured. And then again today, it started. Is God going back on Her word not to wipe us out again? Is it perhaps time to build another large boat? Hey, since I'm no longer working, maybe I have just found a new project. But since my back yard is not big enough to build a boat 300 cubits long, 50 cubits wide, and 30 cubits high and built of Gopher wood, I'll find some design plans to build a canoe.