Desecration
It was a beautiful evening in Babylon, friends of the kingdom were gathered in celebration and king Belshazzar and his noblemen were riding high. Things were going well for the second generation potentate who had succeeded his father Nebuchadnezzar. So well in fact that he felt a bit a revelry was in order. You see he was the son of the man who had conquered all the surrounding nations and put them under his feet. He was the alpha of the universe and the gods of the nations were his servants. So how better to celebrate this than to take something that one of his many subjugated nations said was sacred, some beautiful and ornate cups that had been confiscated from the Temple in Jerusalem, and use them however he felt like. These were, in Belshazzar’s mind, evidence of his dominion over the world. It used to be that no one, including most Jews, were allowed to use these cups because they were holy, set apart and meant only to be touched by people who themselves had been ...
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