The fine and majestic hairs of its mane rippling in the breeze, this proud steed takes to the wind, wildly churning down along the path, kicking up the clods of earth into a wake of dust. The hearts of onlookers thrill at the sight of such a marvelous beast as she neighs in rapturous delight at having been, once again, set free:
Gottesdienst is out of the barn.
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"God has made him a horse, a steed of war. He delights in being a horse; he is glad to work like a horse and to fight like a steed of war. He hears the trumpets of war, and he cannot stand still at the sound of the trumpet; that trumpet is God's call to him to be what God has made him. And he greets that call with an equine Alleluia! He snuffs the air, and stamps the ground, and 'saith among the trumpets, "Ha! Ha!"'"
ReplyDeleteFrom a seminary graduation sermon by Martin Franzmann, referring to Job 39:19-25, ("Ha! Ha! Among the Trumpets" CPH 1994, pp. 3-4)