Looking for rainbows amid suffering, genocide, and other mysteries of God

Looking for rainbows amid suffering, genocide, and other mysteries of God | World Vision Blog

Church in Armenia. (Photo: 2014 Nune Hayrapetyan/World Vision)

The World Vision Bloggers are in Armenia!

Author, speaker, and blogger Matthew Paul Turner kicks us off with a reflection on the story of Noah's Ark, Armenia's long and complex history, and his hopes for this trip.

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As a child, my father loved telling me Bible stories before bedtime. Animated and full of belief, Dad told the stories of God and God’s people with such rich enthusiasm that me and my sister, Elisabeth, would plead every single night for another story. The stories of the Bible played such an integral part of my childhood. The narratives of people like Moses, King David, Esther, and Daniel were potent echoes of hope, faith, and devotion for me, sometimes inspiring my curiosity to know God and sometimes haunting my imagination like ghost stories.

But one Bible story stood out more than all of the other stories, a story about a man and a dark tragedy—a massacre some call it—that in many ways was more important than Jesus’s story, a narrative with a plot and theme that was, to my church’s theologies and worldview, like a Missing Link.

Through the story of Noah and the Great Flood—that terrible, mysterious, and confusing account from Genesis about how God became so troubled with humanity that Heaven’s only option was death to all by drowning—the pastors and leaders at my church explained fossils, environmental concerns, the Grand Canyon, the reasons why Earth’s lands broke apart into continents, and more. Our faith, politics, and science were hinged to the belief that God had once intentionally covered Earth for 40 days and nights with one mighty monsoon. The Great Flood was of utmost importance to me and the members of the church I grew up in.

And yet, amid this tragic tale, a tale that offers us a glimpse of God’s darker side, a man called Noah believed—for more than 100 years—that God had a divine purpose for him and his family. And of course, as the story goes, Noah built an ark, God sent animals two by two, and then, after Noah and his family boarded, God shut the ark’s door. For more than 300 days Noah’s family was on that boat. And when the boat finally rested on dry ground, it was amid the Mountains of Ararat.

This week, I will be closer to the story of Noah than ever before, amid a people and culture far more influenced and affected by the Genesis story than I was. The inhabitants of Armenia, the tiniest of the former Soviet Union’s republics located just east of Turkey, have a long tattered relationship with Noah’s story. That’s because Mount Ararat was amid their borders, a fact that brought much pride to the Armenian people.

Throughout history, Armenia has suffered incredible loss, torture, and discrimination at the hands of the Greeks, Romans, Persians, Byzantines, Arabs, Mongols, Ottoman Turks, and Russians. Armenia’s greatest loss was suffered under the Turks in 1915, when during World War 1 somewhere between 600,000 and 1.5 million were murdered or died of starvation.

The genocide of 1915 still haunts the Armenian people today. The Turks secured control of the Mountains of Ararat. After suffering such immense loss, alas, Armenia lost one of its most prized possessions, Mt. Ararat.

However, the Turks did not take away the Armenian people’s deep and profound connection to the biblical story of Noah, a narrative that I’m told still lives and breathes and beats among its people, bringing them much national pride and inspiring them with a hope that God always provides a way out, a way through, a way forward.

Even when there’s great pain. Even amid long and terrible suffering. Even despite miserable unspeakable circumstances.

The Armenians have a long history of believing that God provides.

This week, I’ll see Mt. Ararat. Oh how I wish my father could be with me on that day. I just know how much he’d enjoy seeing the mountain where Noah’s ark is said to be resting.

But according to those who have been there before, I’ll not only see the mountain where Noah saw the rainbow, I’ll experience the story of Noah through the stories and lives and cultures and faiths of Armenia’s people, its cathedrals, its pain.

While encountering the echoes of Noah, I’ll also witness poverty. I was told that the poverty I’ll run into in Armenia will be unlike any poverty I’ve seen before. Which is saying something considering I’ve seen what poverty looks like in Asia, Africa, South and Central America, Europe, and in Chicago, Appalachia, Philadelphia, and Nashville, Tennessee.

For a long time, I’ve wondered what the story of Noah really says about God. Because God seems so bipolar in Noah’s story, a deity who’s portrayed as both the antagonist and hero, the taker and provider, a wrecking ball and the restorer, the terror and the salvation. Oh how that biblical story leaves me with questions, frustrations, and doubt. For me, Noah’s story is just so difficult to comprehend, so much so that I’ve mostly avoided talking about it with my kids, unsure how to explain the seemingly dual roles of God. Lately, I’ve become convinced that I might always have those questions and frustrations. And I’m okay with that.

However, for the next 10 days, I’m pushing pause on my godly wonderings regarding Noah’s story. I’m not going to pack or unpack any of those big questions. In fact, I’m not even going to take the questions with me. Now, they might well up inside while I’m there. But it won’t be on purpose because I want to encounter the tragedy and hope of Noah and the Great Flood through the lens of a people who have suffered terrible loss and yet find hope and faith to believe that God will provide. I want to experience the mystery of Noah again, without my questions and/or conclusions.

Looking for rainbows amid suffering, genocide, and other mysteries of God | World Vision Blog
(Photo: Matthew Brennan/World Vision)

 

And maybe, just maybe, I’ll get to play the tiniest of roles in the restoration that God has planned for Armenia. And too, maybe I’ll be able to encourage others to become small portions of Armenia’s new beginning.

And perhaps I’ll see a rainbow.

Oh how I’d love to see a rainbow. Or better yet, be a rainbow, cast a colorful reflection of God’s promise over the life of a child and his or her family.

Six weeks ago, my family and I sponsored this little girl:

Looking for rainbows amid suffering, genocide, and other mysteries of God | World Vision Blog
(Photo: Matthew Paul Turner)

 

Isn’t she just delightful? She’s 5. And her name is Angelina. I’ll have the pleasure of meeting Angelina and her family this week.

Right now, thousands of little ones are hoping for their own rainbows … would you consider joining me in sponsoring a child from Armenia through World Vision?

Whether you sponsor a child or not, I hope you will join me as I go on this adventure, this quest to reengage a biblical story that I’ve known my whole life, my search amid heartbreak and hunger for a glimpse of a rainbow, the promises of God.

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See what the other members of our blogging team are writing about Armenia:

Addie Zierman: "Halfway to Armenia"

Amy Bellgardt: "Why I Am Traveling To Armenia"

Anna Whiston-Donaldson: "We're Here"

Benjamin L. Corey: "I am passionate about the calling on the lives of Christians to be agents of reconciliation and healing to the world. World Vision is one of those organizations who live out this example for all of us to see, emulate, and participate in—and I can’t wait to see the fruit of their work in Armenia."

Jarrid Wilson: "Why I'm Traveling to Armenia"

Juli Wilson: "Where in the World Is Armenia?"


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