"Not quite alive, yet not quite dead."
- Holocaust survivor
Israel is a country in need of peace and the Jewish people are too. Today, we opened a chapter of world history in which peace was absent and tragedies seemed unending. World War II. One staggering reality was before us today...
Six million dead.
Our minds can hardly fathom the injustice, brutality, dehumanizing, and shocking acts of one group of people against another. Six million dead. Their crime was being a Jew or helping Jews. Six million dead.
Today we went to the holocaust museum in Jerusalem, Yad Vashem ("Museum of Names"). It is a unique museum in arrangement, story telling, and architecture. You physically descend a center hallway with side rooms along the way (no photos allowed inside; photo above is from internet). The museum slopes down to the depths of the worst atrocities imaginable against the Jewish people. The side rooms tell the story of the build up to the abuse, overpowering, and then mass murder of the Jews in Europe during World War II. We were there with a large group of Israeli Air Force soldiers who were remembering this part of their Jewish story. By the time you got to the bottom, you felt with Isabelle Leitner, quoted above, that the Jews who were living were "Not quite alive, yet not quite dead."
The museum did not leave you there, however. Hope is always in the heart. Our tour guide, Ezra, who is a Jewish man and retired soldier who fought in the 1967 Six-Day War in Israel, said, "Without hope, there is nothing." We all need hope. The Jewish people needed hope in their darkest hour. We need hope in our darkest hour. The museum itself signified the hope by physically sloping up toward the end and the rooms documented the liberation of the concentration camps and the steps taken to return them to life after the war.
It is a fair question to ask why Christians visiting the Holy Land would go to Yad Vashem. My notes at the end best answer that question. I wrote, "The unthinkable happened that led to the systematic extermination of six million human beings. We cannot turn our heads and ignore this dark chapter of human history. We cannot because such dark chapters are still being written. Until we learn to stand with fierce determination against all injustices, we are certain to repeat them and when they are repeated we will have blood on our hands."
We went to Yad Vashem last in our day of touring, but we began with the groups first trip into the Old City of Jerusalem. We went through the Jaffa Gate and made our way to the Redeemer Lutheran Church, an English-speaking congregation. After church in what felt like a refrigerator - all were cold, not just me - we walked the market and most did a little shopping. I met my vendor from last year, Joseph, and made sport of haggling with him again. I'm sure I paid too much, but the experience was fun.
We then went to Israel's version of the Smithsonian called the Israeli Museum. There we saw a large scale (1:50 ratio) model of the first century version of Jerusalem and the Temple. It is a useful part of our trip because we can't see the city whole like this when in the modern-day version of it. Next, we went to see the exhibit of the Dead Sea Scrolls at a place in the Israeli Museum called The Shrine of the Book. Impressive. We'll go to where all was discovered tomorrow. Two versions of biblical books like Isaiah written by two different scribes in two different locations at two very different time periods starts to, as Ezra said, "remove question marks" about authenticity and reliability of the archaeological evidence for the Scriptures.
From the Israeli Museum we went to remember a time when people were "not quite alive, yet not quite dead." An interesting observation was when we went into the museum the sky was blue, the sun was shining, and the weather reasonably warm. We we exited the museum an hour and a half later, the sky was gray, a foggy-haze had settled in, and it was cold. The weather fit our moods exiting the place.
Tonight is a free night. I suspect all will go to bed early. I know I will.
Shalom.
THE WAY I SEE IT....THOUGHTS FROM JOHN FULLERTON ON LIVING THE WAY OF JESUS
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Israel 2013 - Gethsemane, Hell, and Bethlehem
Day 6
It's me blogging today.
Today started on the Mount of Olives. We went to the to of top of the Mount of Olives at the Church of the Ascension where Jesus is said to have ascended into heaven and will return to earth there as well. We read the Scripture of his ascension to heaven in Acts 1 and then sang "Praise God from whom all blessings flow..." What a great way to start our tour! The voices echoed off of the walls and I'm sure could be heard well in the courtyard where other pilgrims awaited their turn inside.
From there we went to the Church of the Pater Noster where Jesus is said to have instructed his disciples to pray with the words, "Our Father, who art in heaven..." The traditional location there on the Mount of Olives is actually a cave. Instead of saying the Lord's Prayer, we sang it. Like Cindy said yesterday about her experiences...wow! Again, the sound echoed and the group of Spanish priests behind us could hear us well.
Next, we travelled down the mountain to a church built at the place where Jesus looked out on Jerusalem and wept over it. There was a seating area there, so our guide, Ezra, sat us down and talked at length about the history of Jerusalem. What was great about it was the seating area was on the edge of the Mount of Olives overlooking a panoramic view of the Old City of Jerusalem. Ezra would talk about something that took place in Jerusalem, then point to it. "Look just above the Dome of the Rock at that building with the gray roof. There is where it happened." Talking about a living history and Bible lesson! I was able to sort out a nagging question about the difference between "City of David," "Jebusite City" and "Jerusalem," which in my mind were all the same thing. They are connected, but separate. Ezra explained by pointing and telling stories from history. Amazing.
From there we went to the Garden of Gethsemane. We had a private part of the Garden reserved and had a service of singing, brief message, and period of quiet to walk around the Garden. In my message, I said that in the Garden of Gethsemane, the events of the final work of God in the mission in Jesus were set into motion. The first question for all to ponder is what catalytic event needs to happen to set into motion God's larger mission in our lives. I also said that Jesus literally walked through a cemetery to the south on his way to Gethesemane; he walked through death to get to this point that would ultimately lead to life. The second question I asked was what needed to die or be set aside in our lives in order to live into the life God wants for us. I also said that three separate times Jesus said or referred back to "not my will, but Yours." Not his will, but the Father in heaven's will be done. The third question was what area in your life have you been trying to make it all "my will" and need to make it "God's will." We left the private garden and went through the public garden with the 2,000 year old olive trees. Jesus would have seen those trees!
Next was a walk through the Kidron Valley, which is the valley formed from the base of the Mount of Olives and the mountain on which Jerusalem sits. We walked along the valley floor and had a biblical and historical lesson on prophets and kings who were buried or at least memorialized there.
At the end of the Kidron Valley as we walked south, we made a sharp right turn straight into hell, or Gehenna. "You are now in hell," Ezra said. Not to often you can say that and actually mean it. All of the imagery of the city dump in ancient days or places of human sacrifice or burning unclaimed bodies of dead criminals was associated with this place. For Jesus to speak of better to have an eye plucked out than the whole body thrown into hell ("Gehenna") brought instantaneous connections to... this place. Amazing.
After that, we went to the birthplace of Jesus, or Bethlehem. This city is located in the West Bank so our Israeli tour guide left the bus and our bus driver took us to Bethlehem where another tour guide, a Palestinian named Ramsey gave us the tour of Bethlehem. We went to the oldest continually working church in Christendom, the Church of the Nativity. We touched the place where legend says Jesus was born. We went to the shepherds' fields and went into a cave typical of the kind of place they would have laid the baby Jesus in the manger. We also went to the Church of the Angels there at the shepherds fields. There we read Luke 2, the account of the birth of Jesus that includes the announcement to the shepherds. And again, we sang. This time, we sang Christmas Carols.
One interesting thing about the fields around Bethlehem (photo above). They are not smooth, easy, flowing stretches of land filled with warm, cuddly sheep. This land is hard and rocky and rugged. The life of a shepherd is not for the faint of heart. These people were hearty and determined.
After dinner, we had a presentation by Rev. Alex Awad of the Bethlehem Bible College. He gave us, as Paul Harvey used to say, "the rest of the story" of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. It is long and complicated, but suffice it to say that neither of the two presenters on this trip who have talked about the issues - Ezra or Alex - seemed to provide many specifics on the complaints of the other. Perhaps it is because we would be there all week. This is complex and peace needs to be negotiated as has happened in the past. We prayed for peace. This place desperately needs peace. None are overly optimistic, but all trust that nothing is impossible with God.
Off to bed... shalom.
It's me blogging today.
Today started on the Mount of Olives. We went to the to of top of the Mount of Olives at the Church of the Ascension where Jesus is said to have ascended into heaven and will return to earth there as well. We read the Scripture of his ascension to heaven in Acts 1 and then sang "Praise God from whom all blessings flow..." What a great way to start our tour! The voices echoed off of the walls and I'm sure could be heard well in the courtyard where other pilgrims awaited their turn inside.
From there we went to the Church of the Pater Noster where Jesus is said to have instructed his disciples to pray with the words, "Our Father, who art in heaven..." The traditional location there on the Mount of Olives is actually a cave. Instead of saying the Lord's Prayer, we sang it. Like Cindy said yesterday about her experiences...wow! Again, the sound echoed and the group of Spanish priests behind us could hear us well.
Next, we travelled down the mountain to a church built at the place where Jesus looked out on Jerusalem and wept over it. There was a seating area there, so our guide, Ezra, sat us down and talked at length about the history of Jerusalem. What was great about it was the seating area was on the edge of the Mount of Olives overlooking a panoramic view of the Old City of Jerusalem. Ezra would talk about something that took place in Jerusalem, then point to it. "Look just above the Dome of the Rock at that building with the gray roof. There is where it happened." Talking about a living history and Bible lesson! I was able to sort out a nagging question about the difference between "City of David," "Jebusite City" and "Jerusalem," which in my mind were all the same thing. They are connected, but separate. Ezra explained by pointing and telling stories from history. Amazing.
From there we went to the Garden of Gethsemane. We had a private part of the Garden reserved and had a service of singing, brief message, and period of quiet to walk around the Garden. In my message, I said that in the Garden of Gethsemane, the events of the final work of God in the mission in Jesus were set into motion. The first question for all to ponder is what catalytic event needs to happen to set into motion God's larger mission in our lives. I also said that Jesus literally walked through a cemetery to the south on his way to Gethesemane; he walked through death to get to this point that would ultimately lead to life. The second question I asked was what needed to die or be set aside in our lives in order to live into the life God wants for us. I also said that three separate times Jesus said or referred back to "not my will, but Yours." Not his will, but the Father in heaven's will be done. The third question was what area in your life have you been trying to make it all "my will" and need to make it "God's will." We left the private garden and went through the public garden with the 2,000 year old olive trees. Jesus would have seen those trees!
Next was a walk through the Kidron Valley, which is the valley formed from the base of the Mount of Olives and the mountain on which Jerusalem sits. We walked along the valley floor and had a biblical and historical lesson on prophets and kings who were buried or at least memorialized there.
At the end of the Kidron Valley as we walked south, we made a sharp right turn straight into hell, or Gehenna. "You are now in hell," Ezra said. Not to often you can say that and actually mean it. All of the imagery of the city dump in ancient days or places of human sacrifice or burning unclaimed bodies of dead criminals was associated with this place. For Jesus to speak of better to have an eye plucked out than the whole body thrown into hell ("Gehenna") brought instantaneous connections to... this place. Amazing.
After that, we went to the birthplace of Jesus, or Bethlehem. This city is located in the West Bank so our Israeli tour guide left the bus and our bus driver took us to Bethlehem where another tour guide, a Palestinian named Ramsey gave us the tour of Bethlehem. We went to the oldest continually working church in Christendom, the Church of the Nativity. We touched the place where legend says Jesus was born. We went to the shepherds' fields and went into a cave typical of the kind of place they would have laid the baby Jesus in the manger. We also went to the Church of the Angels there at the shepherds fields. There we read Luke 2, the account of the birth of Jesus that includes the announcement to the shepherds. And again, we sang. This time, we sang Christmas Carols.
One interesting thing about the fields around Bethlehem (photo above). They are not smooth, easy, flowing stretches of land filled with warm, cuddly sheep. This land is hard and rocky and rugged. The life of a shepherd is not for the faint of heart. These people were hearty and determined.
After dinner, we had a presentation by Rev. Alex Awad of the Bethlehem Bible College. He gave us, as Paul Harvey used to say, "the rest of the story" of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. It is long and complicated, but suffice it to say that neither of the two presenters on this trip who have talked about the issues - Ezra or Alex - seemed to provide many specifics on the complaints of the other. Perhaps it is because we would be there all week. This is complex and peace needs to be negotiated as has happened in the past. We prayed for peace. This place desperately needs peace. None are overly optimistic, but all trust that nothing is impossible with God.
Off to bed... shalom.
Israel 2013 - Mountain of Transfiguration and Jerusalem
Today's guest blogger is Cindy Stitcher. I've looked over several times and seen Cindy with a handful of tissues in her hand. I think she is having an awesome trip. Here is what she said about yesterday.
Day 5
Our day was packed with WOW moments. First we rode to the top of Mount Tabor. It is also called the Mount of
Transfiguration. This is the place that
Jesus went to pray before he went to Jerusalem to be crucified. Luke describes the moment when the disciples
that were with Jesus saw him talking to Moses and Elijah. They were talking about what Jesus was
getting ready to go through. This got
me thinking about the power of prayer.
Even Jesus used prayer to get strength for whatever he needed to do.
Our second moment was after we sang How great
thou Art in the church on Mount Tabor.
Immediately after the church bells rang – it was a perfect moment. From here we start our journey to Jerusalem.
Our next WOW moment was when we stopped at
Bet She’an National Park. There we saw
an old Roman City from that was built in approximately 500 B.C. Israel made the discovery when they were
doing a routine fix on a road. The size
of the dig and the details still in tact were amazing. You could literally walk through the
city. It did not take much imagination
to see it as it was.
We continued to drive to Jerusalem. On the way we drove through some of the West
Bank. To our left was the country of
Jordan. At some points the fence for the
border was just on the other side of the street.
Our last WOW moment for the day was when we
stopped to get our first view of Jerusalem.
We read from Psalm 122. Ezra
spoke of the history surrounding the city and gave us an overview of where
things are located. He had us repeat a
Hebrew blessing. Then he said, “Welcome home” and the emotion I felt was
overwhelming. I have now gone through
three boxes of tissues. WOW.
I am now looking forward to the rest of out
time here and continuing on our spiritual journey.
Shalom,
Cindy
Friday, February 8, 2013
Israel 2013 - Around the Sea of Galilee
Today, Nathan Erickson is the guest blogger. Nathan heard about this trip when he saw my post about it on Facebook. We had not seen each other since 2000 when he graduated from Kenyon College. I was doing college ministry and got to know this outstanding young man then. Cile and I enjoyed having him into our home a number of times, including a memorable Thanksgiving when I had to take Cile the the Emergency Room for stitches and Nathan and our girls all finished cooking the meal. He is a rock-solid Christ-follower and has this to say about our fourth day here in the land where Jesus lived.
Day 4
We saw so much today, it's hard to not take a casual approach to it. It seems like one of those busy days at home where you accomplished 5 or 6 things, except the 5 or 6 things here are witnessing the places Jesus became famous. We started out viewing the "Ancient Boat" also called the Jesus boat. It is housed in a museum right next to where we're staying. About 25 years ago the Sea of Galilee receded significantly, revealing part of the shoreline that hadn't been seen. Some locals were digging around the shoreline and happened upon this boat, which after analysis dated back to the time of Jesus. Thankfully they took great care to remove the boat, which had been protected by the mud. You can now see this boat nearly intact in the museum. Whether or not it was a boat Jesus used, it was a boat used during that time. A phenomenal sight to put so many Sea of Galilee trips in context. More on that later.
Following the boat we set out for our own trip on the Sea of Galilee. We headed out to the middle of the lake and just stopped, taking in the surrounding towns and putting pictures to words of the size of the lake (it really is a lake), as well as the region of Jesus' ministry outside of Jerusalem. To be able to now picture, literally, Nazereth, Capernaum, the region of the Gaderenes, the Sermon on the Mount, feeding the 5,000, is inexplicible. I don't know how I really pictured it before, but you can see that God chose a very specific area for a very specific reason. Perhaps the most moving for me was imagining Jesus' encounter with Peter and the other disciples after his resurrection in John 21. I have spent time studying this passage, specifically Peter and his personal experience. Peter spent most of his time with Jesus trying to prove himself. He would state his case many times why he was the greatest, and why he deserved Jesus' highest honors. Peter's last experience with Jesus prior to His death was denying Him three times, an event Jesus knew would occur and told Peter about it. Peter, so full of pride, assured Jesus that he would NEVER deny Him. In John 21 they are by the Sea of Galilee and I can imagine Peter reflecting on the last few days. He went from being certain of His devotion to Jesus and full of ambition for the King, to denying Him and watching Him die on a cross. All that Peter had known and based his life on shattered before his eyes. Not only that, he had to deal with the shame and guilt of his last experience with Jesus being one of denial. In shame and self-doubt, without direction, I can imagine him thinking to himself "what now?", and just deciding to go back to life before Jesus: "I'm going fishing". For him fishing wasn't just something to do, it was giving up on all that brought hope and meaning to his life, enveloped in the realization that he had let down Jesus.
So I imagine the joy he felt after realizing it was Jesus on the shore, throwing on his tunic and racing back. Just to see Jesus again must have restored life to his dreams, but with some resignation. He had denied Jesus, remember? Would Jesus reject him, be angry with him, scorn him? No, even Jesus returning to the shoreline and cooking them breakfast was a sign of His grace. Peter needed to be humbled, to realize that to follow Jesus meant servanthood (feed my sheep), not greatness. Peter was restored, and to be able to visualize that from the Sea of Galilee and the shoreline was incredibly meaningful to me.
I've described two things, and we're not even to lunchtime! It was almost too much to take in. After returning to the shore we went to where Jesus fed the 5,000. Like most places in Israel, from the 3rd and 4th Century various denominations have put churches over these holy sites, to protect and memorialize them. It challenges you to use your imagination a little more, but you can understand why. As Pastor John's wife Cile pointed out, even Peter wanted to erect monuments to Jesus, Elijah, and Moses on the Mount of Transfiguration.
From there we went to the Mount of Beatitudes, where Jesus delivered the sermon on the mount. Again, another church, and here is where I started to get frustrated with the crowds and tourists. It is hard to picture such an historic event occuring when there are people pushing their way through the site, taking picture after picture, and talking loudly where there should be quiet. All I wanted to do was find a quiet place to sit and read through the sermon on the mount, but it couldn't be done. Then it was like the Holy Spirit spoke to me "do you think it was quiet and peaceful when Jesus delivered this message?". I suddenly realized that the environment I was in was probably just like the sermon on the mount, at least at the beginning. A lot of people were probably there just to see this "novelty" of Jesus, there were likely hundreds of side conversations, people being distracted while Jesus spoke. So it was interesting to not only be able to picture the site but the experience.
Following that we went to Korazin, a place Jesus cursed along with two others for not following Him despite the miracles He performed there. It was amazing to see so much of the village intact in terms of forms and outlines. Even more impressive was the synagogue and the history Ezra could share with us around the structure and layout. He showed us the kitchen as well, with a visualization of how people ate in those days and what a table really looked like. He was able to put the Last Supper in context, so much different than how we think of it based on how Da Vinci pictured it.
For the sake of length, I am rushing through the rest, but there was so much to learn. We had lunch after Korazin, a fish meal at a place called St. Peter's fish. We then went to Capernaum, where Jesus spent most of His time. We saw Peter's mother's house, where Jesus healed her and where He likely stayed in Capernaum. There we saw another temple/synagogue, and Ezra put into context Capernaum of that time. Interestingly He cursed Capernaum too for not following Him despite the miracles He performed there. Capernaum was a wealthy city with many people passing through on their way to someone else. Many people were probably quite comfortable and didn't see a "need" for Jesus (sound familiar?). It made me think that after all I've seen in Israel, I don't want to go back and get so comfortable with my life that the significance of Jesus or what He's done is lost.
After Capernaum we went to the region of the Gaderenes, where Jesus healed the demon possessed man. You could see the hill the pigs went down into the Sea of Galilee. It was actually a very beautiful place, one of my favorites. Partly because there wasn't anyone else there! One of the benefits of a guide like Ezra is he takes you to all the places you know you want to see (just like everyone else), and then to places you didn't know you wanted to see, but so glad you did.
We ended the day at Yardenit, the mouth of the Jordan River that feeds the Sea of Galilee, where it is believed John the Baptist baptized Jesus. In my mind this was a river bank you would have to wade down to, quiet and serene. However such a monumental place deserves a great monument... and gift shop, stairs and ramps leading down to the river, restrooms, etc. etc. It was hard not to be frustrated again by the commercialization of such an historic place, but again the Holy Spirit reminded me that when John the Baptist was baptizing people, crowds gathered, some just to see what all the fuss was about, and with crowds came merchants to take advantage of it! So baptism at the Jordan River today was probably a lot like it was 2,000 years ago. And just as it was a life changing experience then, I could see many people who chose this time and place to get baptized because it would be a life changing experience now. Had I not already been baptized, I would have definitely done it as well.
So that ended our day! Today we will go to Mt. Tabor, or the Mount of Transfiguration, Beth She'an, and then Jerusalem for the rest of the trip. I feel like we've covered so much of Jesus' life, and yet we haven't even been to Jerusalem! As Pastor John says, you will never read the Bible the same again and I am already experiencing it. Most of all, when you see these places and hear the stories, it only solidifies your faith. God is real, and He is awesome.
Shalom,
Nathan
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Israel 2013 - Mt. Carmel, Megiddo, Nazareth, and Cana
I liked having Cile post for the first few days of our travel. I've invited another on our team to post about our third day of the trip. This is from Pastor Karen Kier. She is a pastor at Oak Grove Church of God and we have served together on Via de Cristo spiritual retreat weekends. She and her husband, Scott, have made this trip part of their 30th wedding anniversary present to each other. Here is what Pastor Karen had to say about today... - John
Day 3
Our tour guide graciously allowed a late
start (10:30 a.m.) today. Ten hours of
sleep made for much greater engagement with the experiences of day 3 J. We started our day with the bus ride to Mt.
Carmel and along the way, received an interesting and informative history
lesson about the nation of Israel and the very complicated issues involved in
the turmoil that has been a part of life in this region for so long. Our tour guide was very careful to avoid passing
judgment or proposing solutions, but it did inspire me to go back and read the
history of this area with added perspective.
Standing on Mt. Carmel we looked over the
Valley of Jezreel where so many biblical connections came to mind. It is the place where Elijah confronted Baal
worship by challenging the prophets of Baal to a contest—their god against the
God of Israel (1 Kings 18). Of course
God proved Himself to be the true God and Elijah had the prophets of Baal
seized and killed them at the brook of Kishon—which we saw from where we stood
on Mt. Carmel! I remarked to our tour
guide, Ezra, that is seemed so small.
His answer, “Well, after all, it is only a brook!” Part of this adventure for me is looking at
the epic stories of the Bible from the level of human experience—something that
is much easier to do when you’re standing right in the place where those events
unfolded!
We learned that the word Carmel is a
combination of two Hebrew words, Karem (Vinyard) and El (a name for God). God’s vineyard is an appropriate name for the
view from Mt. Carmel down across the Valley of Jezreel. We traveled through the lush, green Valley of
Jezreel to arrive at Meggido, the Hebrew name of which is Har-Magedon. It was hard for me to image that this
beautiful valley is the place of the final battle of Armageddon spoken of in
Revelation 16:16. Many battles have been
fought on that field, but none matches the scope or significance of the
ultimate battle between good and evil!
Meggido itself was amazing for so many
reasons. It has been fought over many
times in history because of its important location. The tel on which it is located is literally
made of layer upon layer of civilization as each conquering nation built on top
of the one before it. We saw original
entryways into the city, the chariot entrance, ruins of palaces, greeneries,
and stables. So many windows into the
world of powerful rulers like Kings
Solomon and Ahab! Perhaps the most
impressive feature was the waterworks, constructed during the reign of King
Ahab, which supplied Meggido with water from a spring outside the city. Two sets of workers dug, one from the spring
and one from inside the city, until the two met, creating a means for the
inhabitants of the city to have an uninterrupted water supply, even if an enemy
besieged the city. Everything in Megiddo
seemed to be very strategically planned and masterfully engineered. Looking across the valley from Megiddo, we
saw the city of Jezreel where much more of the story of Ahab and Jezebel took
place.
From Megiddo we traveled to Nazareth, now a
city of around 170,000 people. We passed
by the place on a hillside in Nazareth where an angry mob threatened to toss
Jesus off. We toured the captivating Church
of the Enunciation, close to where Mary would have received the angelic visit
that announced she would bear the Messiah.
Ezra pointed out the distance Mary would have traveled early in her
pregnancy to visit with Elizabeth and then again to go to Bethlehem at the time
of Jesus’ birth—traveling on a donkey with all the supplies needed for a trip
of 100 miles. The Church was amazingly beautiful, covered with artwork from
many different countries depicting Mary the baby Jesus. Every rendering of Mary and Jesus had the
features of the countries what sent the artwork, probably making the depiction
less accurate, but so very meaningful.
Jesus came for all people and the idea of every country having their own
vision of Jesus caused John 3:16 to ring in that glorious setting: “For God so
loved the world that he gave his one
and only Son, that whoever believes
in him will not perish but have eternal life.”
We ended the day in Cana, the place where
Jesus performed his first miracle, turning water to wine at a wedding
feast. The site is now home to a
beautiful church, built over the home in which it is strongly believed that
Jesus himself, at the request of his mother, turned the water of the
unfortunate host family into wine of the highest quality! This miracle caused the disciples to put
their faith in him, but just as important, it accomplished what Jesus did, and
still does so freely for us. He acted
with compassion, to transform what was a very difficult and anxious situation
into one where people were blessed and God was glorified.
I’m typing this from our hotel room (Kibbutz)
in Tiberius on the Sea of Galilee where we were served a delicious variety of
Mediterranean food. We’ll be going to
sleep tonight spiritually enriched, inspired and so very aware and forever
transformed by the fact that we have walked in the footsteps of our Savior.
Shalom
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Israel 2013 - Thoughts from Cile
I thought it might be good to hear from others on this trip, so tonight I've asked Cile to give her thoughts on the trip so far. - John
Well, John asked if I’d write my reactions to our travels for days 1 and 2. So far, I feel a great deal better now that I’ve showered and had dinner! Yesterday morning began our journey of relatively uneventful traveling from Tampa to Newark to Tel Aviv. It was, for me, a time of adjusting to the reality of what we’re doing…going to the Holy Land! Is this real? Am I really doing something I never even imagined I’d WANT to do?! Quite frankly, I’d never entertained the idea of going to the Holy Land because of all the conflict and safety issues associated with Israel-and I definitely never wanted to be a part of that kind of action!
The reality is that we’re safe and there’s no sense of danger here. We landed at Ben Gurion airport and then went to Joppa along the coast. Joppa sort of reminded me of a much older St. Augustine, with its narrow alleyways, stone architecture, and a sense of history that can be felt. As our tour guide, Ezra, said, “This is where heaven and earth touch.” This is where Peter raised Tabitha from the dead and received the vision from God at Simon the Tanner’s house to share the gospel with the Gentiles - that’s you and me. The Gentiles were the “unclean” ones to whom the Jews were to share the good news of Jesus Christ. So as I’m sitting here typing, I’m thinking, “who are the ‘unclean’ that I must share the gospel with?” Is there anyone that I’ve marginalized or am prejudiced against that needs the redemptive love of Christ? “Don’t call unclean what I have called clean,” God told Peter. “Don’t dismiss someone simply because they’re different from you,” God told me. The love of Christ is far-reaching and powerful, I must not negate or minimalize it because of my preconceptions or biases.
From Joppa we went to Caesarea. At Caesarea, the grandeur of architecture built at the command of one who had deep pockets, inspired me to research ancient architecture and building methods when I get back home. Scale of the ruins, transportation of building materials, and architecture plans of this magnitude were awe-inspiring and thought provoking. And we also stood in the place where Paul made his appeal to go to Rome. It’s a lot to take in. Oh, and we drove by the Roman aquaduct (pictured), which is another amazing piece of ancient engineering. Fascinating.
We are now back at Tel Aviv to spend the night. As I reflect on the day, my words seem paltry and insufficient in comparison to my actual impressions. They don’t adequately express what I was feeling and thinking earlier in the day and now as I try to share them with you. I don’t have photos because I used up nearly all my cell phone battery playing spider solitaire on the plane coming over. Suffice it to say that tomorrow my phone will be fully charged and no games will be played so that I can take photos to upload and share with you.
Shalom.
Cile
Well, John asked if I’d write my reactions to our travels for days 1 and 2. So far, I feel a great deal better now that I’ve showered and had dinner! Yesterday morning began our journey of relatively uneventful traveling from Tampa to Newark to Tel Aviv. It was, for me, a time of adjusting to the reality of what we’re doing…going to the Holy Land! Is this real? Am I really doing something I never even imagined I’d WANT to do?! Quite frankly, I’d never entertained the idea of going to the Holy Land because of all the conflict and safety issues associated with Israel-and I definitely never wanted to be a part of that kind of action!
The reality is that we’re safe and there’s no sense of danger here. We landed at Ben Gurion airport and then went to Joppa along the coast. Joppa sort of reminded me of a much older St. Augustine, with its narrow alleyways, stone architecture, and a sense of history that can be felt. As our tour guide, Ezra, said, “This is where heaven and earth touch.” This is where Peter raised Tabitha from the dead and received the vision from God at Simon the Tanner’s house to share the gospel with the Gentiles - that’s you and me. The Gentiles were the “unclean” ones to whom the Jews were to share the good news of Jesus Christ. So as I’m sitting here typing, I’m thinking, “who are the ‘unclean’ that I must share the gospel with?” Is there anyone that I’ve marginalized or am prejudiced against that needs the redemptive love of Christ? “Don’t call unclean what I have called clean,” God told Peter. “Don’t dismiss someone simply because they’re different from you,” God told me. The love of Christ is far-reaching and powerful, I must not negate or minimalize it because of my preconceptions or biases.
From Joppa we went to Caesarea. At Caesarea, the grandeur of architecture built at the command of one who had deep pockets, inspired me to research ancient architecture and building methods when I get back home. Scale of the ruins, transportation of building materials, and architecture plans of this magnitude were awe-inspiring and thought provoking. And we also stood in the place where Paul made his appeal to go to Rome. It’s a lot to take in. Oh, and we drove by the Roman aquaduct (pictured), which is another amazing piece of ancient engineering. Fascinating.
We are now back at Tel Aviv to spend the night. As I reflect on the day, my words seem paltry and insufficient in comparison to my actual impressions. They don’t adequately express what I was feeling and thinking earlier in the day and now as I try to share them with you. I don’t have photos because I used up nearly all my cell phone battery playing spider solitaire on the plane coming over. Suffice it to say that tomorrow my phone will be fully charged and no games will be played so that I can take photos to upload and share with you.
Shalom.
Cile
Israel 2013 - Back in the Footsteps of Jesus
Days 1-2
We travelled from Tampa to Tel Aviv and began a Holy Land pilgrimage with 15 people. The trip will be similar to the trip I took last year with a group of pastors. Here, I will do my best to keep up with the experience.
It is a different experience already to come back a year later. Two things are different. First, I know the places and I am not experiencing everything brand new. This allows me to see and hear details I missed last year in trying to take it all in. For example, we went to the coastal city of Caesarea today. I forgot that in the ruins of what was a booming port city at one point is the only non-biblical reference to an individual named Pontius Pilate. We saw a stone that had his name inscribed on it. The thought is that he lived in Caesarea and travelled to Jerusalem for big days like the pilgrimages the Jews took. He didn't travel to participate; rather, he traveled because Jerusalem's population would triple for events like the Passover Festival and he wanted to make sure peace was kept.
The second part that is different for me this year is I now have a leadership role. Last year, I just showed up. This year, Cile and I are hosts. We have a seasoned tour guide taking us through each site. His name is Ezra Eini. He told us today that "guide school" is a two-year course of study he took after his mandatory military duty (he fought in two battles: 1967 and 1973). He also was the teacher of the teachers of the guides. This man knows his Bible, history, and geography. He is connected to this land. My role here is to work with Ezra to set each day's specific agenda and to make sure all of our pilgrims are taken care in every way.
We are here, tired, safe, and excited. I'm excited it is much warmer than last year, although Caesarea was chilly with the wind blowing in off of the Mediterranean Sea.
More later.
We travelled from Tampa to Tel Aviv and began a Holy Land pilgrimage with 15 people. The trip will be similar to the trip I took last year with a group of pastors. Here, I will do my best to keep up with the experience.
It is a different experience already to come back a year later. Two things are different. First, I know the places and I am not experiencing everything brand new. This allows me to see and hear details I missed last year in trying to take it all in. For example, we went to the coastal city of Caesarea today. I forgot that in the ruins of what was a booming port city at one point is the only non-biblical reference to an individual named Pontius Pilate. We saw a stone that had his name inscribed on it. The thought is that he lived in Caesarea and travelled to Jerusalem for big days like the pilgrimages the Jews took. He didn't travel to participate; rather, he traveled because Jerusalem's population would triple for events like the Passover Festival and he wanted to make sure peace was kept.
The second part that is different for me this year is I now have a leadership role. Last year, I just showed up. This year, Cile and I are hosts. We have a seasoned tour guide taking us through each site. His name is Ezra Eini. He told us today that "guide school" is a two-year course of study he took after his mandatory military duty (he fought in two battles: 1967 and 1973). He also was the teacher of the teachers of the guides. This man knows his Bible, history, and geography. He is connected to this land. My role here is to work with Ezra to set each day's specific agenda and to make sure all of our pilgrims are taken care in every way.
We are here, tired, safe, and excited. I'm excited it is much warmer than last year, although Caesarea was chilly with the wind blowing in off of the Mediterranean Sea.
More later.
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