Shot at on several occasions, robbed of expensive gear by marauding thieves, attacked by vicious packs of Anatolian wolf-hounds, and then struck by lightning, which paralyzed him for hours—all on the same trip! The harrowing account still lingers in my mind 50 years later as I recall the college lecture Dr. John Morris gave in 1973 that recounted his journey to eastern Turkey the previous year. As you might surmise given his multiple flirtations with death, John was not on any vacation. His journey was one with a purpose: to find the remains of Noah’s ark on the slopes of Mt. Ararat. If discovered, it would be the greatest archaeological find in history and would confirm a major account of biblical history.
His journey was one with a purpose . . .
My friend, former colleague, fellow church member, and ping-pong opponent Dr. John Morris passed away today. He was 76.