*while writing, of course I had to stop and immediately went on a search/find through all my many album boxes (yes, I have that many) and found my 3 large albums of the trip. Before I finish the blog, I will post some pictures. I'll be scanning them so it will take awhile but I'll try to get it done ASAP :) It may take awhile ha ha*
We traveled with the church we were attending at the time, Riverchase United Methodist. (2 of my favorites, Dot/Jack Mullins. Our "parents" on the trip. Jack LOVED every minute. He, has since" gone home to be with Jesus", but so glad we were able to spend those 10 days with him, too!) Also there were some people from Vestavia UMC as well as a few others from other places in the USA. Not a full bus, by any means, probably 28 , total people (15 from our group). Our bus driver was an Arab (Fauzie) and our tour guide (Danny): Jewish. He explained that they worked very well together. In fact, were almost best friends. But , that they couldn't tell that to people that they lived with there. (interesting, right?). we loved Danny, who was very knowledgeable and kind. He knew WAY more about our Christian faith than most "Christians" do! And one bus trip, on the Sabbath day, we stopped by the side of the road and he came back with flowers for all the ladies.
He kept reiterating for us to "Be careful" and watch people around you. That if you noticed a sudden rush, to make sure you were with your group. (in other words, don't walk off by yourself!). This is true mostly in Arab towns. That if we were in Bethlehem, for instance, (now an Arab town), and there was some kind of skirmish or trouble, that the bus driver would know (kind of concerning that he would "know) and would quickly get us out of there. (don't forget, there is never true peace in Israel!). Sure enough,while walking the streets of Bethlehem, suddenly our tour guide yelled (he stayed with us the entire time), "to the bus! NOW!" Thankfully, we had already been to the cave/site where they believe Jesus was born and had already been to the "Bethlehem Wood Company" where they make thousands of items to sell from olive wood. We quickly loaded up and left! Nothing happened, but he said he just saw some folks that raised his suspicions. Even on our group picture that was made, that we were given on the last day, at the top of the placard it says :"Pray for the peace of Jerusalem".
Those prayers have been prayed since the time of Jesus and they still continue....
Where else can you go and see these sights everyday: camels/ Hasidic Jews (definition:
AND they wear side curls, lol
walking to Temple/ visit David's Tomb/ order Kosher (if you wish!)/visit the Mount of Olives/ visit "real live" haha Shepherds in the hills in Bethlehem (yes, Boudins still live there in the hills in tents!/ seeing the Golden City of Jerusalem from the top of the Mount of Olives/watching fishermen pull their nets from the Sea of Galilee /Visit the River Jordan/ have Holy Communion at the Sea of Galilee after a boat ride/ put mud on your face from the Dead Sea/ eat "Jesus Fish" !
We would eat lunch at the coolest places! One place I remember, in particular, was a place the "locals" loved (or so the tour guide said. He probably was friends with the owner, truth be known, lol), that sold "JESUS FISH" as it's main course. A flat fish that was baked in a paper bag and then served whole. {Most know, if not,
TA DA! The Jesus Fish! told you! |
Terry and I lost in the wilderness lol |
Christ Prison Shop? |
Bedouins |
floating in the Dead Sea! |
amazing Wailing Wall (and we saw a Bar Mizpah! |
I am wearing my video camera case! LOL |
Again, so blessed to have been able to travel to the one place I wanted to go to my whole life. I remember telling Mimi/Daddy we were going and they were so apprehensive. There is always some kind of skirmish going on there. Always has been. Always will be. Bombings. Fights. you name it. But, I just prayed for our group's protection and we were , indeed, blessed by what we experienced and protected from any injury or skirmish. It was one of my biggest blessings to go there. I'll never forget it. I'll never forget what I tasted. Saw. Experienced. It was truly a blessing to "walk where Jesus walked". Humbling. Exciting. GooseBump worthy. (Now I'm ready to go back!)!
Enjoy a few pix today from The Holy Land. I'll be adding more each day until Easter :)
#walkwhereJesuswalked #JerusalemOJerusalem #kosher #viadolorosa #templemount #carrythecross
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