if any were needed, of who really ruled this sacred
place.
Roman dominion over Jerusalem began in 63 B.C.E ., when Rome’s master tactician, Pompey Magnus, entered the city with his conquering
legions and laid siege to the Temple. By then, Jerusalem had long since passed its
economic and cultural zenith. The Canaanite settlement that King David had recast
into the seat of hiskingdom, the city he had passed to his wayward son, Solomon, who built the first Temple
to God—sacked and destroyed by the Babylonians in 586 B.C.E .—the city that had served as the religious, economic, and political capital of the
Jewish nation for a thousand years, was, by the time Pompey strode through its gates,
recognized less for its beauty and grandeur than for the religious fervor of its troublesome
population.
Situated on the southern plateau of the shaggy Judean mountains, between the twin
peaks of Mount Scopus and the Mount of Olives, and flanked by the Kidron Valley in
the east and the steep, forbidding Valley of Gehenna in the south, Jerusalem, at the
time of the Roman invasion, was home to a settled population of about a hundred thousand
people. To the Romans, it was an inconsequential speck on the imperial map, a city
the wordy statesman Cicero dismissed as “a hole in the corner.” But to the Jews this
was the navel of the world, the axis of the universe. There was no city more unique,
more holy, more venerable in all the world than Jerusalem. The purple vineyards whose
vines twisted and crawled across the level plains, the well-tilled fields and viridescent
orchards bursting with almond and fig and olive trees, the green beds of papyrus floating
lazily along the Jordan River—the Jews not only knew and deeply loved every feature
of this consecrated land, they laid claim to all of it. Everything from the farmsteads
of Galilee to the low-lying hills of Samaria and the far outskirts of Idumea, where
the Bible says the accursed cities of Sodom and Gomorrah once stood, was given by
God to the Jews, though in fact the Jews ruled none of it, not even Jerusalem, where
the true God was worshipped. The city that the Lord had clothed in splendor and glory
and placed, as the prophet Ezekiel declared, “in the center of all nations”—the eternal
seat of God’s kingdom on earth—was, at the dawn of the first century C.E ., just a minor province, and a vexing one at that, at the far corner of the mighty
Roman Empire.
It is not that Jerusalem was unaccustomed to invasion and occupation. Despite its
exalted status in the hearts of the Jews, thetruth is that Jerusalem was little more than a trifle to be passed among a succession
of kings and emperors who took turns plundering and despoiling the sacred city on
their way to far grander ambitions. In 586 B.C.E . the Babylonians—masters of Mesopotamia—rampaged through Judea, razing both Jerusalem
and its Temple to the ground. The Babylonians were conquered by the Persians, who
allowed the Jews to return to their beloved city and rebuild their temple, not because
they admired the Jews or took their cult seriously, but because they considered Jerusalem
an irrelevant backwater of little interest or concern to an empire that stretched
the length of Central Asia (though the prophet Isaiah would thank the Persian king
Cyrus by anointing him messiah). The Persian Empire, and Jerusalem with it, fell to
the armies of Alexander the Great, whose descendants imbued the city and its inhabitants
with Greek culture and ideas. Upon Alexander’s untimely death in 323 B.C.E ., Jerusalem was passed as spoils to the Ptolemaic dynasty and ruled from distant
Egypt, though only briefly. In 198 B.C.E ., the city was wrested from Ptolemaic control by the Seleucid king Antiochus the
Great, whose son Antiochus Epiphanes fancied himself god incarnate and strove to put
an end once and for all to the worship of the Jewish deity in