Miracle of the Ark

By my reckoning, all was quiet on the Ark of the Covenant front, until that fateful day for which I am grateful, when I was hiking on my merry way, minding my own business, when unexpectedly I was nearly blindsided by a mountain goat, like a near miss with a Great Northern Railway locomotive or hitting a wall, and inexplicably, though it might seem dotty on the surface, though reports on the whereabouts of the relict were spotty, I had a faint, vague intuition, well before Thailand started beckoning. Right off the bat I suspected that if I connected the dots after the inspiration of the mountaintop experience, it might get the ball rolling to make progress and inroads on the problem of finding the abode of the Ark after it vanished from Jerusalem. Over the years, though the spot and exact recess in which it resides cannot be ascertained with absolute certainty, I would discover, as a bonus, that I could have confidence in the surprise symbolism of the concept uncovered in the process. Though it seemed a new twist and teaching an old dogma new tricks, long after the incident, I would find this idea not unprecedented.Molde, Ryan is the author of 'Miracle of the Ark' with ISBN 9781588515469 and ISBN 158851546X.