So I’m reading the entire Bible, straight through this year as one of my New Year’s resolutions — the only one I’ve actually kept so far.
And as Jac, who is also reading through, can tell you, I and II Chronicles are not-interesting. I’d forgotten that this is (as far as I can tell, as deep into as I’ve read) simply a retelling of what’s already happened, with not many new details added. So-and-so was a rotten king. So-and-so was a good one, and smote the Ammonites, the Hittites, or whomever. The reader is essentially getting a refresher course about the events s/he just covered in the previous books.
I’m sticking with it, of course. But yeesh.
What you said! I can’t wait until we get to the good stuff.
It’s really awful, isn’t it?
It is and yet oddly I look forward to the routine of reading it. I can’t explain it. It’s like I’m searching for the golden nuggets. Even though I haven’t found any yet, I know they are in there somewhere. So, I can’t wait to get to the good parts.
Yeah, I’m there, too. I have developed a routine and if I break it, my day goes kaplooey.
There’s a lot of kaplooey in Chronicles. It’s like a Game of Thrones recap.
That’s a great way to describe it.