My Name Is Ham

A Story is One of Redemption

Dear Descendants in Faith,

I am Ham, son of Noah, and my life's narrative is etched deeply within the annals of early human history, marked by a divine judgment so severe it reshaped the world. As I share this letter with you, it carries the weight of ancient days and the wisdom of a firsthand witness to God’s power and mercy. Our story is one of redemption, of human frailty, and of divine sovereignty, intertwined with the promise of a new beginning.

Born in an era shadowed by mankind’s downfall through rampant sin and moral decay, my existence was set against a backdrop of a world that had strayed far from its Creator. “The earth was corrupt in God’s sight and was full of violence. God saw how corrupt the earth had become, for all the people on earth had corrupted their ways.” (Genesis 6:11-12, NIV). In these turbulent times, my father, Noah, stood as a beacon of righteousness, chosen by God to undertake a divine mission that would ultimately preserve the remnant of life.