“Today the sun rose birth and clear for the first time from the horizon of mud. It is a Polish sun, cold, white and distant, and only warms the skin, but when it dissolved the last mists a murmur ran through our colourless number, and when even I felt its lukewarm through my clothes I understood how men can worship the sun.(71)”
The prisoners are tired, they are frustrated, and they are cold. They are standing on possibly a hill, and mist is all around them. Suddenly, light comes from the hills. The sun has spread its warmth on the prisoners, and they are warmed. If I were a prisoner, I would defiantly be thankful for that sun, and so were the men. This is finally something they can hold on to, something that makes their life richer, another reason to keep living. Levi in this passage realizes why men worship the sun. Men worship things that make their lives easier, which is almost a flaw in our community. We have no commitment, we worship things for our own good. If we do things for ourselves, the results in the end will not be satisfying. Its kind of like friendship. If we are a friend to someone merely to gain benefits for ourselves, then those friendships will not be deep, and will not last long. Also, religions that are for man’s benefit, and not for Gods, will also not be deep. We need something more then human, especially when it comes to religions. These men in the field are looking for something. They are looking for some sort of god that’s going to say, I’ll save you. Sometimes God works like that, and sometimes he doesn’t. Sometimes he saves us, but sometimes he himself has a plan that’s greater then we can see. No matter what, God is always in control, even if the sun doesn’t shine down on us. We should also trust him anyway.
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