A Voice In The Wind (1 Mark Of The Lion)(Paperback)Francine Rivers
Size229 x 152 mm
PublisherTyndale House Publishers
The city was silently bloating in the hot sun, rotting like the thou-
sands of bodies that lay where they had fallen in street battles. An
oppressive, hot wind blew from the southeast, carrying with it the
putrefying stench of decay. And outside the city walls, Death itself
waited in the persons of Titus, son of Vespasian, and sixty thou-
sand legionnaires who were anxious to gut the city of God.
Even before the Romans crossed the Valley of Thorns and
camped on the Mount of Olives, warring factions within Jerusa-
lem’s city walls had prepared the way for her destruction.
Jewish robbers, who now fled like rats before the Roman
legions, had recently fallen upon Jerusalem and murdered her
prominent citizens, taking over the holy temple. Casting lots for
the priesthood, they turned a house of prayer into a marketplace
Fast behind the robbers came rebels and zealots. Directed by
rival leaders—John, Simon, and Eleazar—the warring factions
raged within the three walls. Swollen with power and pride, they
sliced Jerusalem into bloody pieces.
Breaking the Sabbath and the laws of God, Eleazar stormed
Antonia Tower and murdered the Roman soldiers within it.
Zealots rampaged, murdering thousands more who attempted to
bring order back to a maddened city. Unlawful tribunals were set
up and the laws of man and God mocked as hundreds of innocent
men and women were murdered. Houses full of corn were burned
in the chaos. Famine soon followed.
In their despair, righteous Jews prayed fervently for Rome to
come against the great city. For these Jews believed that then, and
only then, would the factions within Jerusalem unite in one cause:
freedom against Rome.
Rome did come and, their hated ensigns held high, their
war cry rang across all of Judea. They took Gadara, Jotapata,
Beersheba, Jericho, Caesarea. The mighty legions marched in the
very footsteps of devout pilgrims who came from every corner of
the Jewish nation to worship and celebrate the high holy days of
the Feast of the Unleavened Bread—the Passover. Innocent tens of
thousands poured into the city and found themselves in the midst
of civil war.