Journey #9 I went into a Cave, Guess what I have Found…

One day, my friend asked me if I could visit him at his place, he said he wanted to show me the crystal clear river near his house. The river was a tourist spot according to him and lots of people went there just to experience the relaxing sound of gushing water and to behold the nature’s great ambiance. And because of his convincing words, I finally decided and so I went.

The river near his place was really a stress reliever. The birds were chirping, it was truly an amazing view. The fresh air, the green grasses that surrounded the body of water and the river, being crystal clear, were just simply superb.

I wasted no time, took off my clothes and jumped right into the water (I could still remember vividly, the scene of me being underwater, picking some pebbles). Then suddenly I realized that we were the only people in the river. So I asked my friend, “Why is there no one besides us?” and he said, “Oh that is due to the recent storm. Maybe people might have thought that today is not the best time for swimming.”  That sounded quite reasonable to me and we did enjoy conversing with each other while we were in the water.

 

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Then later he showed me a cave which was a bit far from the place where we were and went in. It’s not that big. The entrance was a bit narrow, but spacious inside. It has portions that were too dark so I ventured not to go farther in.   Near its walls, (on the left side) I saw a spring of water, I asked my friend if the water was safe to drink, and he said, “Yes, people loved to drink water from that. Try it and tell me what it tasted like.”

 

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So I tried using my hands, washed them first with the water on the lower part of the spring, and drank. To my surprise, the water tasted like coconut milk as if there was sugar in it! And it was cold, as if like it came from a fridge or perhaps colder than that! It was refreshing. It instantly quenched my thirst with just small amount of it.

“The water flows from the mountain” said my friend. I replied, “How could water come up from a huge mountain like that? Should it be coming from below instead from high places?” He shook his head and said, “Man, I don’t have even a clue”.  And we continued to chat until we both felt it’s time to return home.

As we prepared to head back I said, “If I just brought my bottle with me then I can take some of this fresh water along the way.” He answered, “You can try and look for bottles around the corner, you’ll find some for sure.” And I did. I saw no more than ten bottles along with some cups. I also noticed some pottery and few burnt wood, it seems like somebody had encamped there before. “What are these bottles doing here and so the pottery and woods?” I asked my friend and his reply was, “I told you, people use to come here. They intentionally leave their things here sometimes, so that every time they visit, things would come in handy. Not only that, if you’ll try to go further inside, you will also find some kitchen wares hidden behind rocks.  Some people liked to brew coffee here and soups.” Then he added, “If it so happen that you managed to find the bottles, choose the big one, the one made of glass; it’s clean.” “And how would you suppose to know that it is indeed clean?” I asked with a tone. He replied with surety, “I just know, because it’s mine. I brought it here yesterday, so that we can take some spring water home.” That made sense, and so we went on our way back with his bottle filled with fresh coconut milk-like water.

 

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I could have doubted at first about what he said that the river was a “tourist spot” (this doesn’t mean that only foreigners come, rather means the place was popular and well known to a lot of people). I thought he deceived me, to make sure I’d come. I saw none there, just the two of us at the time. But then, there were clear evidences that people really had been there. So he didn’t lie at all, but rather said the truth, not because I saw the people by my own eyes but because of the traces which the people had recently left.

The experience was great; I had my time, not just chatted with my friend but also enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the river, as well as the refreshing taste of the spring in the cave.  Thanks to my friend.

Then a few months later, I had a very similar scenario. That was when I came across some information about a certain archaeological discovery. It’s about an ancient city buried underground. There were a lot of things found in it. Things left by people long ago, buried underneath. As I watched the documentary, I learned that the “city” was the ancient city of “Jericho”, which was (currently is) located near the Jordan River, West bank.

John Garstang was the chief archaeologist who played the major role in the discovery or rediscovery of the ancient settlement.

 

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John Garstang (Right) and his colleague at the site of the Jericho ruins.

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(Photos were taken from biblearchaeology.com )

I heard a lot of Bible stories since I was a kid. I heard stories about the creation, Noah and the flood and some other things. But I thought they were made up to make children sleep. Mythical stories devised to give moral lessons, so that people would be encouraged to do good. And when I discovered this information about Jericho? I was puzzled. How in the world would a bed time story become real? I couldn’t believe that time. I thought the story about “Joshua and the walls of Jericho” was just a plain myth. But there, upfront, on the computer, I watched and saw the documentary that showcased the discovery, the excavations and the things such as potteries and other ancient stuffs. I was really shocked back then.

I was raised in a religious family. I was taught how to pray when I was young, especially before meals, before going to bed and when sick. But I wasn’t aware as I grew old, about some truthfulness contained in the book called “Bible”. I have heard a lot of sermons and masses derived from the Bible, even at those times, I really thought that it was just a plain “man-made tales”.

Just as I have said, I thought the Bible was just a book of bedtime stories, somewhat similar to Cinderella and the Seven Dwarfs. Uhm, was that right? No, not Cinderella, she wasn’t with the Seven dwarfs, it could have been Rapunzel. Oh well, I forgot about them already. But anyway, I was really shocked to know that this “Bible” somehow contained some “facts” in it.

But I wasn’t satisfied after I watched the documentary, so I searched for more “archaeological discoveries”. Discoveries that could add support to the claims of the Bible. And then, I found some pictures in the internet about the “Tower of Babel”. Would this “Babel Tower” add up to the notion that the Bible is really true?

If we’ll simply look into the photos, some may question the validity of the claim, but then who else would make such a huge construction and destroy it afterwards. It might be because some people in the past have tried to build a large structure but were destroyed because the materials used weren’t strong like those of the great pyramids of Egypt.

 

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(Babel Ruins at Borsippa, Iraq. Source: Wiki commons)

If so then, it this structure wasn’t really the Babel Tower, then why is it located at the same exact spot as mentioned in the Bible? And why does the ancient map correspond to the Biblical account? Why is this structure located in Babel which now known as “Iraq” – the ancient place called Babylon according to History and Archaeology.

 

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(Encrypted bricks among the rubble. Photos taken from wiki commons.com – Borsippa, Iraq)

 

Another factor was the language, I read some books before that state, “Human languages were developed through time”. Which mean every dialect has roots just like what we have learned in the “tree of language” or the Linguistic tree”, that being said, it could be possible that our languages had really developed through time. Yet there is another reason for this. This claim that “God” had confused the human language and had scattered men throughout the Earth; if backed up by this “Tower of Babel” thing, then it could be the best plausible explanation.

 

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(Google Map exact location of Babel Tower Ruins click this link. please do click the photos at the left side on the google map)

At some points, I find it more compelling to believe that since dialects had origins, then there’s a probability that all dialects came from one source, and that, the “explosion of this Tree of Language” happened at the tower of Babel. Then, I could better rephrase as “Tower” of Language instead of the “Tree”.

There are also some archaeological findings that depicted the same event aside from the Biblical account.

Today, there were thousands of known languages all over the world, and we could assume that there are still some dialects which had not yet taken into account.  The mere fact that though we had different languages, yet we are able to communicate with each other through one and obviously that is the English language; quite easy to learn and simple to understand if one really desires to .

I know this blog could have been longer, but since there are still a lot to discuss, and time constraint, I will try to cope up with the rest of topic next time.

Just like the spring water, as it quenched my thirst and taste, so facts is. The more facts we see from sciences the more our souls satisfied. Not with the facts fabricated by people nor religions, but mere facts; as facts.

Truth is something worthwhile, we can do nothing about it, we can’t alter it.

We can never fake the truth. If we can, then that will no longer be the truth.

The truth is truth even before we were born.

And truth remains even after we die.

My words are not enough to express all my thoughts, and my communication skills are not sufficient for prolific writing, but I’ll do my best to convey my thoughts so that people would have another option on how to view the world, perhaps a better scope, and so, to have greater perspective in viewing life in truth.

May “God” gives us more facts so that we would know better what to believe.

Thank you and we’ll be chatting again soon.

 

Next: Journey #10 Why are there so many sacred books?

Previous: Journey #9 I don’t want to be a Religious Fanatic!

 

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