WRFH/Radio Free Hillsdale 101.7 FM - His Works Through Her Eyes: The Chaos of Babel

Episode Date: June 20, 2025

“His Works Through Her Eyes” is a show that brings biblical events to life through the inner thoughts of a young woman as she witnesses them firsthand. Each episode takes artistic liberty to retell a particular biblical story based on a passage of scripture, in addition to historical research. Created and narrated by Emma Wiermann. EP 3 "The Chaos of Babel": Today’s episode is the second of a two parts retelling the story of the Tower of Babel through the eyes of a pagan teenager. We begin years later from where the last episode left off. Our narrator has grown and so has the tower, but only for everything to descend into chaos.(Be advised: There are auditory depictions of violence.)

Welcome to His Works Through Her Eyes, a show that brings biblical events to life through the inner thoughts of a young woman as she witnesses them firsthand. Created and narrated by Emma Weirman here on Radio Free Hillsdale, 101.7 FM. Today's episode is the second in a two-part series retelling the story of the Tower of Babel through the eyes of a young pagan teenager. We've grown up. Yes, we've grown up. up with each year we've grown taller both the sour and sigh. This is God. We are gods. With our own hands, we have surpassed this dirt. We have transformed this lowy dust into bricks with which we can reach the gods ourselves. I can reach up there

rather than forever confined down here to this stupid, futile, absurd monotony of baking the bread and sweeping the floor. This, this is life. Liberation on my knees before you I bow my god the tower That was weird Wow my throat is dry. I should be getting back home now anyway Oh, let me see Ha, yeah it's Validon yelling at one of the foremen Oh yeah he's really going off and there's another argument too

This time I'm among the academic bunch. Oh, he suddenly stopped and slapped a hand over his own mouth. What, did he finally realize how unbearably scholastic everywhere it is that falls out of his mouth? But what are the other men he's speaking to look so confused as well? Oh, look back over there. Classic Baladon. Oh, he's such a...

Oh! He's grabbed him by the collar and everything now! This is getting good. Let me try to hear what they're saying. Huh? Oh my Did he just? Did he? Oh, all the blood? What? No, no stop They're getting blood on my tower there Even the academics and the architects why are they pacing back and forth and ripping at their hair and some shocked frenzy I I can see you

your eyes why did shock darting rapidly side to side like they're trying to make sense of something and i hear them what what what is what are they trying to sit uh i i've got to go i i've got to anato i got to get home to and to forget the water home home now i i uh yeah you're in there you did i just I was calling you for her attention like I always do with a simple... Hey sis, where are you? But this is not what I heard fast through my lips just now. I'm supposed to be losing it.

I need to find Anna to and figure out what's going on. Ah, there she is. Aye, uh, Diazia, what chowdao, what jiaodao. What the heck? What are these syllables coming out of my mouth? Yeah, she's looking at me weird and that makes sense. Fasta? What in goddess, nama sacks to?

What's sagged? What is she saying? Jesus seems to know either. I'm nothurtura, What'sheng shone what? Djeze, I don't know what what I know exactly what I want to say. I'm thinking and meaning it as I say it,

every syllable. But every time I'm left shocked, I don't recognize these sounds. These are not the sound I used to make. When I meant these things, I'm losing, I'm going insane. I'm not in control of my own tongue. I keep trying to talk with sister, but every time I fail, and hurt you. What in the name of Shamash is going on?

Snap out of it. This isn't happening. This is a dream. Soon now, I'll wake up and I'll go to my tower. My beautiful tower. Wake up! Wake up now, wake up. Wake up!

Shasta, Halt. Schlagdick not said. I've got to get out of here. I can still see Mike on the tower where it stands, but there's a pillar of smoke rising alongside of it. Now it will never reach the heavens, and neither will I. This has been His Works Through Her Eyes, created and narrated by Emma Weirmo on Radio Free Hillsdale 101.1.7 FM.

Thank you.