it’s not that hard
December 9, 2009
I was in Sunday School a while back, and while I don’t pay attention to much, Sunday School included, this perked me right up.
We were talking (and by we, I mean everybody else, I was paying more attention to whatever was on my Kindle at the time) about genealogy and what people call “The Spirit of Elijah” which means, I guess, whatever makes people even WANT to do genealogy. A spirit I don’t have, by the way. So clearly I’m no expert.
Anyway. Someone announced that they knew someone who had traced their ancestry all the way back to Adam. Seriously. To ADAM.
Now, let’s leave aside all the obvious stuff. Let’s not talk about the historicity of the Bible, or the obviously symbolic and remarkably symmetric genealogy listed in Mathew and Luke, or even whether Adam was an actual person or whether there was death before the Fall.
Forget all that.
Let’s just focus on the idea that before about 150 years ago, record keeping wasn’t exactly, shall we say, stellar. Let’s just say that tying your “line” into royalty is about as reliable as using records from some blogger posting his family tree on the Internet.
Let’s just say that the idea of actually tracing your family tree to “Adam” is about as fun as the idea of God playing cards with the Devil for a man’s soul. It’s a terrific story.
But, back to my point in saying all this.
Because the punch line is this: Three others in the room immediately offered that they, too, had traced their family tree back to Adam.
One even shrugged and said “It’s not that hard.”