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NEW BOOK PROJECT
For ten years or more, I have had a book in my head trying to get out. After many attempts to begin writing, it is finally beginning to happen. Following is a small excerpt from the first chapter–a section of fictional narrative that sets the stage for the nonfiction work. We are listening to a conversation between a pious first-century Jewish teenager (Jonathan) and his grandfather (Saba) and grandmother (Savta).
”How will we know the Age to come when it arrives?” Jonathan leaned toward Saba, eager not to miss a word.
Before the boys lips had sliced off the final syllable, his grandfather was already answering.
“How will we know? How will we know? We will know,” Saba said. Savta nodded her head in silent agreement. Her heart glowed warm with pride for her husband. It was good, she thought, for the younger generation to learn these matters from their grandfathers. Jonathan’s Saba had lived long and learned much from his elders. Now that he wore a white beard of his own, he deserved the same respect he had always given.
“To be sure, some things we still do not know,” Saba continued. ”Even now, in this fifteenth year of the reign of Tiberius Caesarptuui!” (he spat through his teeth) “that scoundrel Pontius Pilate plays Caesars toady in Judea . . . not even the wisest of the scribes understands all the answers. For example, we know that the Holy One (Blessed be He!) will cleanse his land, his Eretz, of these Roman soldiers and their idolatrous standards adorned with those golden eagles. But exactly how he will do that, of course we do not know. But we know it will happen,” the grandfather concluded. ”It will happen precisely as the Holy One (Blessed be He!) has ordained. And that is enough to know.”
”Our people are unlike the peoples of the nations,” Saba continued. Jonathan knew that this was not a boast, but a testimony to the LORDs covenant kindness. Jerusalem was not an imperial showpiece like Caesarea, but the ancient City of David saw its share of foreigners nevertheless. Almost every day Jonathan brushed shoulders with Egyptians, Babylonians and occasionally some Greeks. These international visitors came to Jonathans mind when his grandfather mentioned the nations.
Their presence made him proud, if truth be told, but the Jewish teenager also was keenly aware that these Gentiles defiled the land. In fact, the first thing Jonathan did upon arriving home any day he went into the city center was to perform a ritual cleansing. ‘It was almost impossible not to brush against a Gentile,’ he thought to himself. ‘Why did the Creator make so many of them, anyway? Why, to bless them through Abrams descendants, of course!’