Naomi : $b or the last days of JerusalemWebb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
History
Naomi : $b or the last days of Jerusalem
Webb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
Historical fiction; Jerusalem -- History -- Siege, 70 A.D. -- Fiction; Sieges -- Fiction
This plan was put into execution, and on the morrow their venerable
friend was established under their roof. For many years Mary had not
left her humble dwelling, to which she was fondly attached. It was
but a portion of the house in which she and her sister and Lazarus
had been wont to receive the visits of the Redeemer, that now
remained in her possession; for poverty, and a desire for obscurity,
had led her to relinquish the greater part of the range of low
buildings that surrounded the courtyard, and to retain only two small
apartments that opened into a narrow and unfrequented street. But
the spot was dear to her heart, and she hoped to live and die in that
once happy home. She had therefore hitherto declined all the
requests of Amaziah and Judith that she would spend the remainder of
her days with them; and it was only the hope of being useful to the
young convert that now induced her to leave her obscure abode to
spend some days in the spacious and beautiful villa of her Christian
friends.
"What are these marble pavements and rich furniture to me," she
observed one day to Naomi, "compared with the ground on which my
Saviour has stood, and the seat on which he rested while I sat at his
feet and listened to his words?--and what are these lofty pillars and
gilded ceilings, compared with the rocky cave where once I saw him
stand and call my dead brother to life with a voice of almighty
power? Nothing but the consciousness that I have been permitted to
assist you, my child, in the path towards eternal life, and the hope
of being yet serviceable to you, could have drawn me from my beloved
retreat even for a few days."
"Have you then dwelt entirely at Bethany ever since your brother was
restored to life?" asked Naomi.
"Yes: both during the years that were added to his mortal life, and
since he descended a second time to the grave, it has been my
constant and my cherished home. For some time after my brother's
resurrection we suffered much persecution and much alarm on his
account. The chief priests and the Pharisees saw how many of the
people believed in Jesus after he had performed that astonishing
miracle; and as they could not deny the fact that Lazarus had been
dead and was alive again; they sought to kill him, that by his
presence and his words he might no longer bear witness to the power
of the Son of God."
"Could they suppose," exclaimed Naomi, "that He who had exerted that
power to restore your brother to life, would suffer his work of love
and mercy to be frustrated by their malice? Oh! how could they
themselves refuse to believe in Him, when so undeniable a proof of
his Godhead was before their eyes!"
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