I saw this first thing in the morning.
Is there another nation, first of all, that dances with its holy book in this way? That celebrates the word like a bride or groom, with music and with such joy?
What other people could celebrate the saving of a holy book from a genocidal regime, what other people would name their son after a lone survivor (himself named after the prophet Samuel), to make sure that his name lived on, and then dedicate the same holy book at the Tomb of Samuel the Prophet in memory of their infant son Samuel who died-and to so with such sincere conviction and joy?
This is a humbling, humbling slice of life.
