Shalom! Sorry we haven’t been able to write very much. We are having a really hard time finding hot spots to connect to the internet, and some kids broke the hotel’s kiosk so that’s not an option either. In the past few days, we’ve been everywhere. The first day we went out (Thursday) – we toured the Old City. Aram, our guide, took us all over all four quarters of the Old City, down Via Dolorosa – the 12 stages of the cross, the Western Wall, Church of the Holy Sepulctre (sp?). We were able to grab lunch and had schwarma (great tasting stuff, I say!). We also hired him privately to help us tour the Mount of Olives, Garden of Gethsemane, where Jesus wept over Jerusalem. We are incredibly glad he offered to do, as we would not have gone to those places without a guide. Then after all that touring and walking around, we walked him back to his family – who were amazing! His kids are such cuties (Simon (10), Arthur (8) and Mary (1)). He gave us some insight into this place.
After we left him with his family, we were able to go and tour the underground tunnels of the Western Wall. This was one of the highlights for me, as ancient history met modern circumstances. Our guide for this tour was Ariel. He gave us such a deeper understanding of the hope of the Jews, it was incredible to listen to him speak about this place and his people! Ariel is actually from Brooklyn, his mother is Israeli and he moved over here 9 years ago with no thoughts of returning to the States. Some things that Ariel said to me that we will probably never forget are: “This place, like eternity, is etched into our hearts. We are all connected to each other and we are all connected this place. It is a spiritual connection that can never leave us.” He also said “the parallel between destruction and hope, between demolition and triumph are existent here, in both the material and physical world as well as with the spiritual world. It is all connected.” Ariel was amazing, and we are incredibly thankful for our time spent with him.
On Friday, we went to Yad Vashem (the Holocaust Museum). This was a touching and heart-breaking time. It was very difficult for me at times. I’d read about the atrocities committed during that time, yet nothing prepared me for the personal testimony we would read, hear and see. I was broken, but at the same time I was rejoicing in the faithfulness and strength in the Lord displayed in the lives of the Jews. Never have I heard about such honor in the midst of mass annihilation. It was encouraging, even through heart-break. We called Elah’s parents, and actually had a funny some-what conversation and then we headed to Latrun (which was actually closed but we were able to walk through the first part). Latrun is a monastery and garden…VERY beautiful! Then we ventured over to Modi’in and actually got lost in the city. All the buildings looked the same in Modi’in so we couldn’t really determine where all the stores were, we were actually looking for a café. After all this traveling, we went back to Jerusalem where we rested.
Saturday was the Sabbath, and we actually saw that the Israel Museum was open, so we went there and had fun seeing the artifacts of the past. It is one of the best museums I’ve ever been in, so I completely enjoyed it! We then went driving around, and I must say, God is totally with us! We have yet to get really lost! We then returned to the hotel and rested.
Today is Sunday, and our first trip was to the Western Wall. Today is Barbara’s sister (Belinda) birthday. So we ventured to the wall so we could pray for her among other things. I must say, praying at the Wall this morning was absolutely amazing. My experience (Holly) at the Wall was relieving (weird word I know). When I approached the wall, I was overwhelmed with the reverence and honor there is in that place. I was struck by the magnitude of the heart of the Jews toward their God. I approached the wall praying, for Belinda, for Barbara, for Israel, for the Jews, for myself and I could not help but be moved by the presence of the Lord. Not to say that He is not elsewhere because He’s everywhere, but in the reverence and focus of that place, I was more aware of Him, one can’t help it really. I also could not help but be moved to pray fervently… sure, I pray, I love to pray but sometimes it seems that my prayer life is mundane, ordinary, not captured by the awe of Him whom I seek. Today it definitely was, and I was able to forget all the newness and distractions around me and actually seek Him fervently. I became one of those who move, bob in a way as they seek His will and His face. I couldn’t help it; I didn’t want to hold back for the first time in a long time, I did not hold back.
My experinece (Barbara) was similar. As i gazed at the wall I was overcome and began to weep at the nearnes of God in this place. He is in me, but he is here in a very special way that happens nowhere else. I am drawn here in a way I cannot describe, but I can say that it feels like home. Even though I am way out of my comfort zone, I am comfortable here, how much more so when I learn to read and speak Hebrew! I give God my life to do with what He wants and I look forward to hhat he has for my future. Kevin, I love you! See you all soon!
Finally, here we sit, on Ben Yehuda Street at a café. Barbara is drinking mocha with double shots of espresso and I’ve got hot chocolate. Observing the people, observing the culture. We are truly thankful for the people we’ve met so far in our wanderings; we have come to a point where we are comfortable here. We are hoping to be able to sit with more people and get more great conversations before we head up to the Galilee area tomorrow. We are truly blessed, thank you so much for praying for us, please continue to do so...