All of my life, I've read the stories of the Bible, and imagined what the places and people would have looked like. I never thought that I would actually walk on the ground where those people walked and where those events took place. So it was amazing to have the opportunity this last week to be in Israel. We had a few days of meetings and then spent 3 days visiting various places in Israel.
The first day we drove east into the Judean Desert to Qumran where the Dead Sea scrolls, some of the earliest copies of the written Scriptures, lay hidden for centuries, until a local boy threw rocks in a cave looking for a lost goat. We then visited the mountain fortress Masada where zealots held out against Rome and when all hope was lost, committed suicide en masse rather than become slaves to the Romans. Then we had lunch and hiked to the springs of En Gedi where David and his men encountered Saul in the cave and where they camped out and refreshed themselves. (I was even baptized - or shall we say sprinkled - in the spring--thanks to a couple of mischievous colleagues!) We finished the day with a float in the Dead Sea. It feels somewhat like bobbing in jello. The water is so thick with minerals and salt, that everything that is in the water becomes more bouyant.

Qumran Masada En Gedi Dead Sea - synchronized floating!
On Shabbat, we began our tour of Jerusalem on the Mount of Olives. How amazing to look over the city from the place where Jesus often went with His disciples, and where he prayed in the garden of Gethsemane. And to look across to the Eastern Gate where one day He rode through on a donkey with palm branches waving--and He will return again in triumph to rule and reign. We entered the city and walked along the Via Dolorosa - the way of suffering - retracing the route that Jesus would have taken in the time from His arrest to the site of crucifixion. It is difficult to picture things as they would have been in that day, because so much is built around and on these places. The traditional site of Golgotha is covered by a vast building that has grown over the centuries and been divided among the Catholic and Orthodox churches. Late in the afternoon we went to the Western or Wailing Wall. This is the closest place that the Jews have access to, to the place where the Temple and Holy of Holies would have stood. It was a moving experience to go near the wall and pray. We descended into a dungeon where Jesus could have been held during the night awaiting in darkness the awful events to come. We sang, and were moved as never before, the words "Light of the world, you stepped down into darkness, opened my eyes, let me see." Tears came as we repeated "I'll never know how much it cost, to see my sin upon that cross." The day ended with a sunset view of Jerusalem from a nearby hill.

Gethsemene-olive Eastern Gate-walled in Via Dolorosa Jerusalem-Western Temple Wall
Our final day of touring took us north along the Jordan River to the Sea of Galilee. We first stopped at Beth She'an, the ruins of a Roman city at the crossroads of commerce and control for this region. It was very similar to the architecture of ancient Ephesus. It was here that Saul and his sons were killed and their bodies displayed on the city walls. And it is near here that the battle of Armageddon will be faught. Next stop was lunch on a kibbutz - a sort of communal living arrangement that was very common in the resettlement of Jews in Israel. We ate St. Peter's fish from the Sea of Galilee, which was quite delicious, and then we rode on a boat out onto the sea. It had been raining in the morning, and even poured while we were eating, but then the sun came out and our ride was wonderful. We then made our way up to the northern shore to the city of Capernaum, where Peter and/or his mother-in-law lived. This was also the place where the invalid was lowered through a roof, to be healed by Jesus.
Beth She'an St. Peter fish Galilee-Kibbutz Ein Gev Boat Ride

Capernaum
As I look back on all that we were able to do in these three days, I am excited that now as I read my Bible, I can picture in my mind, the true landscape and have a greater understanding and appreciation for what our spiritual forefathers saw and experienced. And I am challenged again to pray for this ancient land.
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