yad vashem…

“And to them will I give in my house and within my walls a memorial and a name (a “yad vashem”)… that shall not be cut off.” ~ Isaiah, chapter 56, verse 5 According to their website:  “As the Jewish people’s living memorial to the Holocaust, Yad Vashem safeguards the memory of the past and imparts its meaning for future generations. Established in 1953, as the world center for documentation, research, education and commemoration of the... Read More

the southern steps…

the southern steps are the steps going up to the temple mount on the southern side.  yes, i realize you probably got that from the name.  they are the only exact place that we are sure that Jesus stood.  he would have entered and exited the temple there.  again, it isn’t magic that he stood on those stones, but it does feel sacred when one is touching them to know that He did.  the place itself feels quiet and pensive. my hands and feet on the southern steps. after... Read More

Jerusalem…

“…that places and buildings can and do carry memory, power and hope; and that places where Jesus walked and talked, suffered, died and rose again can and do resonate with the meaning of what he did. If, of course, like the children in C. S. Lewis’s Narnia stories, we go into the wardrobe to test it out as it were scientifically, we will find nothing unusual. We will come out grumbling about the commercialization, or the inadequate toilet facilities, or the... Read More

from water to desert…

the day we left the Sea of Galilee area was a powerful day. it began early for me and my roommate. we sacrificed sleep to watch the sun rise over the Sea of Galilee...it was worth it. i wonder how many believers through the ages have stood on the shores of Galilee as the sun arose, and praised God for how beautiful his creation is… our first stop of the morning was at the Jordan River.  a number of our travelers chose to be re-baptized there.  i already wrote a bit about... Read More

the gift of presence…

i was much more introverted on this trip than i normally am.  there was so much to learn, to experience, to feel…like i said, full throttle fire hose.  there were many moments when i couldn’t converse.  or interact as i normally do.  there was just too much going on internally.  i am comfortable with that.  i was definitely aware of the difference…and my need for that introversion.  there were moments though that needed to be shared.  in a quiet way. ... Read More

me and Peter…

as you read yesterday, we started out the 2nd day at the Mount of the Beatitudes.  the rest of the day focused a lot on sites that gave me a deeper understanding of the relationship with Peter and Jesus. we visited the city of Capernaum. the sign says it was the town of Jesus. what hit me the most was that it was Peter’s town.  his house was here.  we saw it.  this was most likely the house in which the lame man was lowered down by his friends through the roof to be... Read More

building the foundation…

making a pilgrimage to the Holy Land is equivalent to attempting to drink from a full blast fire hose.  i doubt any brain can absorb all of the knowledge and experience in one visit.  my approach was to pray that God would reveal to me what he had for me, for this trip…to be open to hear him, see him, feel him, to KNOW him.  i’ve walked with God my whole life.  i had parents who taught me how and a church that gave me structure to learn, and yet still have freedom. ... Read More

pilgrimage….

We do not go on pilgrimage, then, because we have the answers and want to impose them. That would make us crusaders, not pilgrims; the world has had enough of that, and I dare say God has had enough of that. We go on the pilgrim way, we follow the way of the Lord, because he himself is the way – and, as he said himself, the truth and the life as well. We go to meet him afresh, to share his agony, and to pray and work for the victory he won on the cross to be implemented,... Read More

spreading my wings…

to israel. i leave in 5 days for israel.  even looking at this picture, i have tears in my eyes.  ISRAEL.  the place where my spiritual history lives.  where my Savior walked.  where the women and men that i admire….who changed biblical history…lived, loved and served. my mom went to israel when i was little.  a couple of times.  once, my brother was able to go with her.  he took a picture of her that is my favorite photograph of her.  it hangs in my office. ... Read More

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