The Temple was a place you could put your faith in.
Imagine it, Beloved. Approaching Jerusalem with Mary and Joseph and the baby, it’s the Temple that you can see from miles off; it’s the Temple that makes up the whole of the great city’s skyline. Within Jerusalem’s walls, in every quarter of the city, your eye is drawn up to the Temple’s immensity. Standing at its base, the great staircases climb and twist up three stories before arriving at the height of the lowest courtyards.
Cunningly carved out of natural features that were extensively reinforced and expanded upon over centuries, the Temple mount seems to be the great foundation of the world thrust up, the navel of civilization bulging out toward heaven. At its base there are carved stones—some 26 feet in length and weighing up to 400 tons, megaliths so large that modern engineers have lost the arts that could have moved them, let alone place and stack them with such exacting precision.