King Nobody Wanted, The

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h1>The King nobody wanted</h1> <h2>By NORMAN F. LANGFORD</h2> <h2><SPAN name="Waiting" id="Waiting"></SPAN>1. Waiting</h2> <p>Two thousand years ago, in the land of Palestine, the Jewish people were waiting for something to happen&mdash;or, really, were waiting for someone to come.</p> <p>"When will he come?" was the question they were always asking one another. "Will he come in five years? next year? Or is he already on his way?"</p> <p>They were waiting for someone, and when he came they would call him "the Messiah." If they spoke the Greek language, they would call him "Christ." The people thought he would be a great king.<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_8" id="Page_8"></SPAN></span></p> <p>They had one king already. His name was Herod the Great. But Herod was not the kind of king they wanted. Herod was hard and cruel. He poisoned and beheaded those who made him angry. He was not a Jew by birth. The Messiah, when <i>he</i> came, would be a good king. He would be a Jew himself, and a friend to all the Jewish people. One of the prophets said he would be like the shepherds of Palestine, who watched their sheep night and day, and carried the small lambs in their arms.</p> <p>But the most important thing about the Messiah was that he would drive Caesar and his armies out of the country. Caesar! How they hated his very name! For Caesar was the emperor of the Romans. Some years before, the Romans had occupied the country and begun to rule it. Herod was still king of the Jews, but now he took his orders from Caesar. Everybody had to take orders from Caesar. The Jews were not a free people any more.</p> <p>"It used to be so different," the older people sighed, "before the Romans came."</p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_009.jpg" width-obs="800" height-obs="227" alt="Illustration" /></div> <p>Everywhere in Palestine Roman armies went marching. Their shields flashed in the sunlight, and when they were on the march they carried golden eagles which stood for Caesar's power.</p> <p>The Romans tried to rule the country well. They said that everybody would get justice and fair play. But the Jews could not see the fairness in having to pay taxes to a foreign king who did not even worship<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_9" id="Page_9"></SPAN></span> God. They did not like to see Roman soldiers whipping people with long leather whips called scourges, into which bits of glass and lead and iron were fastened to make them bite more deeply into some poor Jew's back. They were sick at heart when the Romans began to punish criminals by nailing them up by their hands and feet to big wooden crosses, and leaving them to hang there until they died.</p> <div class="figright"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_011_01.jpg" alt="Illustration" width-obs="790" height-obs="276" /></div> <div class="figright"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_011_02.jpg" alt="Illustration" width-obs="398" height-obs="280" /></div> <p>Well, the Messiah would take care of the Romans. He would gather an army from east and west and north and south. Then there would be a great day for the Jewish people, a great day for the nation that was called by the glorious name of Israel! From all over the country the men of Israel would rise up. They would come when their king called them, and he would lead them to victory against Caesar. The Romans would go back where they came from, and Israel would be free and peaceful and rich and happy again. </p> <p> The Messiah would make Israel into a great kingdom, bigger and more powerful than the Roman Empire ever was. The Jews would rule the world. Everyone, everywhere, would worship the God of Israel, and the Messiah would be King of all the nations of the earth. If only he would come!</p> <p><span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_10" id="Page_10"></SPAN></span></p> <p>It was hard to wait so long. They had waited for him a long time, and their fathers and grandfathers had waited for him too. Sometimes word would go around that he had finally arrived, and in great excitement some of the Jews would get ready to drive the Romans out of Palestine. But always it turned out to be a mistake, and the Jews would be disappointed, and shake their heads, and say, "Will he ever come?"</p> <p>But when they grew discouraged, they would remember what was written in their Holy Scriptures. For it was surely written there that the Messiah would come someday. There could be no mistake about it. Someday he would come!</p> <p><span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_12" id="Page_12"></SPAN></span></p> <p>And so it went on, month after month, year after year. The people worked, and dreamed, and hoped, and prayed. The rains would fall in October and soften the hard, dry ground after the heat of summer, so that the farmer could do his plowing. And as he plowed the land, the farmer thought about the Messiah, and wondered if he would come before the harvest in the spring. Then spring would come, and the wheat and barley would be growing up in the smiling fields, and all down the hillside the grapevines and the olive trees would be full of fruit. The Romans were still marching through the country, and still there was no Messiah. But the farmer thought that maybe he would come before the next fall rains.</p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_013.jpg" width-obs="800" height-obs="179" alt="Illustration" /></div> <p>The fisherman would go sailing across the deep-blue Sea of Galilee, and while he waited for the fish to come into his net, he thought of how long Israel had waited for the Messiah to come. The beggars in the city streets, who were deaf, or blind, or crippled, would sit at the corners and ask for money to buy food. They were wondering too if the Messiah would ever come and help the poor folk of Israel.</p> <p>The shepherds, out on the rocky hills where nothing would grow but grass for sheep and goats and cattle, were also thinking of the Messiah. In good weather and bad they were there, keeping an eye on their sheep, and they had plenty of time to think. When the rain and the snow were in their faces, the shepherds were thinking, <i>When will he come?</i> And when the hot<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_13" id="Page_13"></SPAN></span> sun climbed overhead, and the heat was like a furnace, or when the east wind came and blew dust in their faces, then too the shepherds thought, <i>When will he come and save us?</i></p> <div class="figleft"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_015_01.jpg" alt="Illustration" width-obs="775" height-obs="346" /></div> <div class="figleft"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_015_02.jpg" alt="Illustration" width-obs="381" height-obs="185" /></div> <p>Farmers, fishermen, shepherds&mdash;these were not the only people who were thinking of the Messiah. Sometimes along the hot, lonely roads of Palestine, where robbers and wild animals were hiding, a traveler would have dreams. Or the dream might come to someone in sunny Galilee, where camel caravans crossed with their loads of spices and jewels and precious things from Far Eastern lands. But it was most likely to come to a man when he was standing in the great, white, gleaming Temple at Jerusalem, where all good Jews went to worship God.</p> <p>And the dream would be that the sky opened, and a great light blazed down from heaven. An army came marching down out of the sky, led by a shining warrior whose face was bright as lightning. From his eyes shot flames of fire. His arms and feet shone like polished brass or gold, and when he spoke his voice was like the shouting of ten thousand men. It was King Messiah! "Destroy the Romans!" he would cry. "Burn up their armies! Let not a single one escape!" Fire would pour down from the skies when he gave the <span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_15" id="Page_15"></SPAN></span>order, and the Romans would melt away to nothing, as though they had never been.</p> <p>Then the dream would fade away. The dreamer would just be trudging along the dusty road, or watching the camel caravans go by, or standing in the Temple with the crowds of unhappy people pushing all around him.</p> <p>It was just a dream. The Romans were still there. There was no Messiah anywhere to be seen.</p> <p>If only the King would come!</p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <p><span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_16" id="Page_16"></SPAN></span></p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_016.jpg" width-obs="600" height-obs="426" alt="Illustration" /></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />