“He Loved Them To The End…”

Thursday morning brought clearer skies and (slightly) warmer temperatures, thankfully! It also brought a truly bittersweet feeling. I was exhausted and exhilarated at the same time – ready to get some sleep in my own bed, ready to see family, and get in a routine again, but reluctant to leave this place I have grown…

A Man Changed The World

Yesterday morning we woke to a cold, rainy day in Jerusalem. Temperatures had dropped overnight into the low 50’s, and storms were forecast throughout the day. With a day full of outdoor activities planned, we grabbed whatever rain gear and umbrellas we had, and got on the bus headed for Bethlehem, the birthplace of Saul,…

Beautiful City of God

  Just for fun tonight, I’m going to start with the incidentals, so maybe you’ll laugh and be forgiving of any typos or dumb, incorrect things I might happen to say…it’s 1:25 a.m. and I can’t be held responsible for inaccuracy! Our bus driver, David (pronounced properly DaVEED,) is probably in his early 60’s, almost…

Perspective

This morning I was frustrated with some silly things. Primarily technology, and the spotty internet, and my inability to finish my silly blog because of the aforementioned silly things. Then we got on the bus and made the winding trip up the side of Mount Arbel. From the parking lot, it is a fairly steep…

Medusa Heads and Moses’ Seat

“Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the mighty works done in you had been done in Tyre and Sidon, they would have repented long ago in sackcloth and ashes. But I tell you, it will be more bearable on the day of judgment for Tyre and Sidon, than for you.” Matthew…

Two-Edged Swords and Tent Pegs

The Bible is full of unexpected stories! As some would say – you can’t make this stuff up! One chapter after we read about a left-handed warrior of God who fashioned an 18-inch long two-edged sword and sneakily stabbed it into the belly of a very fat, very bad king (so fat that the sword went…

“Israel – a Nice Little Country in a Bad Neighborhood!”

We’ve been up for nearly 36 hours. I’ve written, let’s see, six partial paragraphs that either don’t make sense, or don’t make sense. (That makes sense, right?) Every few minutes, I doze off, and my chin slides off its prop on my fist and jolts me awake again. But before I can sleep I need…

Here We Go Again!

I can’t tell you how many times over the last twelve months I have thought about the three little boys and four little girls (two with beautiful “ruddy” hair like King David) that we encountered in a tiny settlement in the West Bank. Jewish children, living in the West Bank (populated by many Palestinians,) picnicking…