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Showing posts with label Noah's flood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Noah's flood. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2026

The Giants & Why They Are Still Here..?

 


I want to speak on the Giants, and who they were and where they went. I see a lot of videos on the giants, and the graves of giants, and stories of giants. What I haven’t seen is a logical path to the giants. Warning: I am a bible thumper, so that’s were I’m coming from.


So… What do we know. We know that the sons of God saw that the female among men were very attractive, and came down and mated with them and took to themselves wives. The result was a hybrid, resulting in a race of giants. Some of these giants grew way out of proportion, some to a height of thirty-five feet. These giants were feared and pretty much ruled over things, they were “the men of old, the men of renown.” They had many brothers and cousins who were not as big, but still giants by any measure.




Let us not shrink our picture too much focusing on the giants. Before the flood, about 1600 years pasted, you can bet there were a lot of people. And they were informed and industrious. They built cities, roads, farms, they had electricity, power tools, the whole bit. (Jesus said, “It will be like the days of Noah.”) Look around.


Now, when we look into the past, we go back about 4500 years in our written history. That’s it. Hummm… Yet we keep digging stuff up we claim is like 12,000 years old. We keep finding stuff that looks like it would have taken modern tools to create, and modern tools to even move. Now keep in mind, I’m a bible thumper, no such thing as cave men, men lived in caves true, but as defined in modern terms, no such thing as cave men. Same with dinosaurs, no such thing. They were dragons, anyone who’s gone through old dictionaries knows, the are defined as; dragons. We know they existed, the were defined in the dictionary, no to mention all the artwork and dragon stories. So dismiss all the cave man crap, cause it’s crap.





All these ruins we keep digging up are markers. God always leaves markers. If you’ve read the bible, then you know, God always leaves markers. These marker are to reminds us, indeed there was a judgment, and there will be another. The devil’s interest, is to make us believe a lie, what isn’t true. Thus the whole cave man story. Yet, what we dig up from the pass, doesn’t witness to that. Seems modern man, has always been modern man.




Back to the giants, The Men of Old, The men of Renown. There were not a lot of them, maybe a few dozen, male and female, but they ran the show. I think one controlled the water, one controlled the electricity, so on and so forth, and because of this, they were seen as god’s. According to Enoch, God sowed malice among them, and they began to fight among themselves, using their power against each other. The battle of the titans.


You see were I am going with this. These are your mythologies. The Sumerians, the Egyptians, the Greeks, the Romans, these are just retelling of the stories Noah’s sons brought with them across the flood waters. What does a person talk about? Who he is? What is that? It’s where he’s been, the things he’s seen, the things he done, the people he knew, the exciting events he was witness to. Noah and his three sons, and their wives were all grown up people at the time of the flood, so they were all witnesses to the events presiding the flood.




These are the gods of old. They are all dead. This is why God labeled them “The Men of Old, The Men of Renown.” Because he knew, their stories would carry on, and be retold time and again, and so he told us who they were, so WE would know, they were all dead.





Now, back to the giants. Where did the giants come from after the flood? Well it seems to me. It’s in the DNA. One of the wives had a giant in the wood pile somewhere along the line, and passed that gene on. That gene went on to become Goliath, who was 18 feet tall. God had the Jews wipe them out, (pretty much). But...what about the giants today. “What giants?”


We’ve got lots of stories about digging up graves of people who were seven, eight feet tall, with red hair. So…? I am 5’6”. I’ve had two friends who were seven feet tall. One of them, Mitch, use to ride with me in my MG. With the top down, he would sit on the folded top with his feet on the floorboard, his head and shoulder well above the windshield. I’ve also met a man who was eight feet tall, he was a trucker. They all had trouble buying clothes.


Let us not over look what is normal. Look at dogs for a moment. I had a little dog one time, she weighted six pounds, and I have seen dogs as big as a horse. Both dogs.


We are always talking about the giants, what about the fairies, the leprechauns, the little people? We ignore them.


People are just like the dogs. When we were divided up at the Tower of Babel, this DNA went this way and that DNA went that way, these people grew real big and these people grew very small, with everything in between.


I believe this accounts for the stories of the giants and the stories of the fairies, the leprechauns and the little people. I think as time has passed, we have inter married and moderated. The tallest of us now is about eight feet and the smallest is a little over three feet. But we are all still here.




It’s simply a matter of variety. God likes variety, look around, the birds, the dogs, the flowers, the grasses, and if you look close enough, you’ll realize no two are alike. Everything….is an individual. The grasses, the flowers, the dogs, cats, birds, the peoples, are all individuals. God is personal.


So don’t be looking around for what isn’t there…. We are all still here, and some of us are rather small, and some of us rather large, but we are all individuals before God.


Keep in mind, the ‘Men of Old, the Men of Renown,’ are all dead, and God Almighty is still sovereign.


George Henry Nichols

May 2026


Friday, November 15, 2024

Observation #419

 



You know, one makes observations as one goes through life, you can't help but gather information as you go along. I want to talk about one of those things.....

There is a granite monument at 23rd and Boulevard in Galveston, sitting right atop the seawall. I grew up with it, it was there before I was around.... I am told it was put there in 1923, so this year it will be 100 years old, that is to say, it was cut into shape a hundred years ago. Now they will tell you that granite is millions of years old, maybe billions.... Granite is number seven on the hardness scale, granite pretty tough stuff.

When I was a kid, we (the family) went on an Indian hunt... We were looking for one particular dead Indian., as a result we went though a lot of cemeteries, looked at a lot of tombstones. There is one cemetery behind the Mobile, Alabama Library that goes back to the first French settlement in the mid 1700's. Some of those tombstones were granite..... Remember I said Mobile, Alabama. It's on the bay, on the gulf, it's mud, there ain't no granite. Somebody had to go find a granite outcropping, and quarry it, and haul it to Mobile, for a tombstone, in the 1700's, (just a side note I found interesting). Let's just say I've seen lots and lots of tombstones, of all different ages....


The granite monument there in Galveston has worn down to the point, in a hundred years, they had to renew it so it would remain readable. The ones behind the library in mobile, you can't read at all, you can make out writing, but you can't read it. They are only three-hundred years old... In three hundred years, that granite has worn down to the point you can't read the inscription. Make that six-hundred years..? A million years...? A hundred million years...? Really..? Seems to me that tombstone would be gone. Dust in the wind. Yet you look at the mountains, you see jagged edges, you see sharp ridges, you see steady landslides.... What you don't see is anything that looks like millions of years. Other than the plant growth (another topic), most of it looks rather fresh.


If science is going to lie to us, and tell us fairy-tales so they look smart, you would think they would be smart enough to tell a story that looks like what we see.


As an Over-the-Road Driver, I have seen this country from sea to sea, corner to corner. None of it looks millions of years old, in fact in looks like it was laid out with beauty in mind. If one knows anything of beauty, it is awe inspiring. It is almost as if it was laid out by hand. An ongoing painting, in motion with day and night. A creation that creates. In many places signs of the great flood are obvious and they are everywhere, once you notice them. There are great oddities, like the Delaware Water Gap, something that really isn't possible, yet there it is, and you can drive through it, truly a signature of the artist.


I remember the first time I saw the Grand Canyon, I knew instantly, this is a big ole wash out. This happened very quickly and involved a lot of water. A lot of water...!!! Yet, there is room for two huge lakes above it, I've driven through them, indeed they look like lake bottoms, No millions of years there, just a real big ole wash out, and two empty lakes. It's obvious.


So don't tell me millions of years, I wasn't born yesterday, and by the light of Christ, I can see. Anyway, that's my rant, I'm just so sick of science lying and avoiding the truth. Teaching their lies to the kids, and testing them on it. It's crap, it's all crap.


George Henry Nichols

November15th,   2024

PS – I'm not really in a bad mood, just a rant.