So It Is
A stuffed desk. A need to toss old papers.
Just found: forgotten notes from John.
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Here's a startlingly beautiful passage from the book of Ezra.And all the people gave a great shout of praise to the LORD, because the foundation of the house of the LORD was laid. But many of the older priests and Levites and family heads, who had seen the former temple, wept aloud when they saw the foundation of this temple being laid, while many others shouted for joy. No one could distinguish the sound of the shouts of joy from the sound of weeping, because the people made so much noise. And the sound was heard far away.
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4 comments :
Haha! That IS wonderful.
The author seems to enjoy the precise relaying of events knowing that the sum of the event - from all emotional sides - was just something that could be heard from far away.
Our God can be heard from far away
Oh, I dunno.
I thought it was startlingly beautiful, too, but I suppose ending it on that sentence did make it a bit anticlimactic.
I disagree
That's all right. Do you disagree with it being startlingly beautiful, with the ending being anticlimactic, or with something else entirely? I used the word anticlimactic because it seemed from your wording ("the sum of the event...was just something that could be heard from far away") that you thought it was. I'm sorry if I misread your statement.
As for its beauty, when I imagine this moment, I'm moved. His description of emotion spilling over-- the depths and heights so loudly mingled that neither joy nor sorrow could be distinguished from the other-- is beautiful, especially within the context of their former captivity.
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