As our last day in Jerusalem comes to a close I am thinking about all the things we have done and seen. Every day has been packed with one thing after another and I don't think I am going to be able to process it all until I get home and have some quiet time alone. I guess that isn't all bad, it just isn't something I am used to!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
A Note from Becky...
As our last day in Jerusalem comes to a close I am thinking about all the things we have done and seen. Every day has been packed with one thing after another and I don't think I am going to be able to process it all until I get home and have some quiet time alone. I guess that isn't all bad, it just isn't something I am used to!
A Note from the Holy Land Band…
Princess Basma Hospital & School
"Walking through the memorial, the visitor hears the names of murdered children, their ages and countries of origin in the background." -Visitor's Guide to Holocaust Museum
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
A Note from Katy...
Stairs and I have not always been as close as we are now. And to be honest, we're not all that close now. About three weeks before I was scheduled to leave for Tel Aviv, I began a diet and workout plan to help myself get ready primarily for the travel and also for the walking. Little did I know that those three weeks would be the most important thing about my entire Holy Land tour.
Perhaps you are one of those people who runs every day or does yoga before your morning coffee or only uses egg whites. Well, I'll try to love you anyway. My body and I have never been great friends. I had, in fact, almost given up hope that we might ever be reconciled to one another, much less in a place filled with physical hurdles. But those weeks of preparation, and more importantly the results of those three weeks, have taken my relationship with my body to new heights. Literally.
Every step I take here in the Holy Land has been a reminder of the resiliency of the human body and the Holy Spirit. Each set of stairs and every inclined cobbled street and even the ancient roads of the Roman ruins are a physical reminder of where I have come from and where I am going. When I finish one of these "accomplishments" (for example, reaching the top of a long line of stair-steps) my heart is filled with joy and pride and wonder.
I have always been more confident in my spiritual self than in my physical self. But somehow in the work of conditioning my outer body, God has been at work conditioning my inner spirit. As a favorite poet of mine says: "He's found beauty in what doesn't seem beautiful."
Out of my own pit, I have cried unto the Lord and here in the countless steps of the Holy Land, he has inclined and heard my cry.
Step by step, I am revealing an inner strength, discovering possibilities long buried under self-recrimination. It's time to come up out of the pit.
A Note from Becky...
We had a little easier day today. Not quite so rushed and not as many sites visited. We only went to three places and spent more time at each spot. It was still an incredible day. The Judean wilderness is beautiful. Even though it is barren it is so pretty. It stretches on and on for miles and it seems like you can see forever.
A Note from the Holy Land Band…
Monday, February 14, 2011
A Note from Becky...
Today we were back to an emotional day.
A Note from the Holy Land Band…
"I the Lord of sea and sky, I have heard my people cry. All who dwell in dark and sin, my hand will save..."
Sunday, February 13, 2011
A Note from Becky...
Once again it has been an incredible day as you can see by our group entry.
A Note from the Holy Land Band…
It was a true blessing to start our day with worship at St. George's Cathedral. This is an Anglican church which has two congregations, an english-speaking congregation and an arabic-speaking congregation. (We'll let you guess which service we attended...) We received a message about having faith with our whole selves - head & heart - and we shared in Holy Communion.
A Note from Nancy...
Each day I am surprised with all I see and learn. However, today was extra special for me. Spending quiet time in the Garden of Gethsemene, praying and listening to God. Oh how special! Then in the afternoon, to walk the Via Dolorosa as Katy sang 'Dolorosa' & 'Were You There'
Saturday, February 12, 2011
A Note from Becky...
Today has been a day of contrasts or opposites for us.
A Note from the Holy Land Band…
"Hosanna, shout hosanna!"
Friday, February 11, 2011
A Note from the Holy Land Band…
Due to physical EXHAUSTION our group has decided to give you a pictorial for our blog entry today.
We begin…
Church of the Annunciation – So-called because it is the traditional site of Mary’s home, and therefore, where Jesus lived as a child. The courtyard and inside the church are surrounded by “Marys” from around the world.
A Note from Mary...
Jim and I are having a wonderful time relating the Bible stories to “real” places. The trip makes the Bible come alive. Today, we experienced the reaffirmation of our marriage covenant. We both were nervous like the first time.
A Note from Becky...
Six a.m. came much too early this morning. After a night of being awake as much as I was asleep, I was far from ready to start the day. But, I knew there were new adventures ahead of us, so that made it a little easier.
Today’s stops had a much different feel from yesterday. Each stop we made yesterday had an emotional edge to it. Today it was mostly historical. Except for the last stop in Cana where the Bishop reaffirmed the wedding vows for any couples in the group who wanted to participate.
Tomorrow we leave our hotel so I am going to make this short and sweet. I need to get to bed earlier tonight. This trip has been physically and emotionally draining. But SO worthwhile! I am so very thankful for the chance to experience the Holy Land first hand.
A Note from Katy...
One thing that has stuck with me most of today is a comment our guide made yesterday – “Jesus did not come to make stones holy, but to make people holy.” (He was talking about the question of historical/archealogical sites vs. “traditional” holy land sites.)
I have often been uncomfortable with talk of “god moments” or the idea that God is setting up for us a list of specific successes. Perhaps I’m bothered because that idea would suggest that he is also writing up a list of my mistakes and failures.
A couple of days ago, as someone was sharing a supposed “god moment”, it occurred to me that perhaps what she sees as god moments, I see as the result of relationships. As we share with others, care for them and about them, as we experience life with each other, we build the connections God intended for us. And when those connections lead to moments of “coincidence”, then I guess they really are God moments—direct results of living as God would have us live.
God entered our lives, entered into relationship with us to make us holy. In that decisive act, God invites us into the holy story of creation. It is a story that allows for coincidence and pain and love at first sight. It is an epic story with battles and blood and apparently Roman bathhouses. Sometimes it is a sad story and sometimes it is a story that stretches from the mountaintop to the valley to the very Sea of Life.
I suppose I’ve come here to the land of prophets and poets in search of my part in this story. I have come to the holy stones, only to find that it is not in the stones that one finds God.
Instead it is in my own heart, in my own story, the peace of these valleys may wash over me and renew my strength and sense of self. For indeed, Jesus did not come for the valleys or the mountains or the fish or the sea. Jesus came for me.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
A Note from the Holy Land Band…
Wow. That is the best way to start off an entry about our first real day experiencing this holy land. Today our time was mostly spent in and around the Sea of Galilee. But that’s not quite where we began, so let’s start at the beginning…
Mount of the Beatitudes
Our first stop was the lovely, quiet Mount of the Beatitudes. A sacred space which recalls Jesus’s words –
“Blessed are the poor in spirit… those who mourn… the meek… those who hunger and thirst for righteousness… the merciful…
the pure in heart… the peacemakers… those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake.” –Matthew 5:1-16This verse took on new depth when our tour guide, Wisam, explained that the word we now translate as “blessed” is: toba (pronounced tu-ba). In aramaic this word speaks of action. As Wisam said, it is more “get up; go; get involved; get your hands dirty… then you will be blessed.”
Tabgha
And so we went – on to Tabgha, where Jesus fed the five thousand. Although it was on the poor side of the Sea of Galilee and was essentially a fishing village, it was located on a prime watering hole for caravans traveling the Via Maris (“road of the sea”) where groups of thousands traveled from one end of the Roman empire and back again. Jesus started his ministry here because so many travelers passed through. He was targeting travelers, not locals; perhaps he was planting the seeds that would become the roots of Christianity.
Sea of Galilee
The sea is 780 ft below sea level, surrounded by a collection of mountains, so storms can come in quickly, but we were blessed with a calm morning upon our boat the “Magdala”. The Sea of Galilee was first named Kinor which means “heart” because the sea itself is shaped like a heart. It has also been called the Sea of Life, because its freshwater supports many fish (20 different types, including the native Saint Peter’s Fish or Galilean Bass), an opposite of the Dead Sea, which can’t support life.
Ninety percent of Jesus’ ministry was on the northern shore of the Sea of Galilee. And we can now confirm that his ministry was still happening today, as our whole group joined in worship, singng together in the midst of this important place.
Note: In a museum near the dock, there is housed an ancient boat – over 2000 years old! Local fishermen discovered it in 1986 during a drought year. Did Jesus calm a storm from this boat? Did the disciples pull in a catch from this boat? We may never know…
Primacy of Saint Peter (aka Mensa Christi)
This location is the place of Jesus & the disciples’ final – not the last supper, but the last breakfast. The resurrected Christ appeared to Peter and the other fishermen; he told them to throw their as-yet-empty nets to the side of the boat. Suddenly they caught 153 fish. Two stories explain the specific number recorded in the bible. In its original system, letters could represent numbers and the phrase “I AM ELOHIM” (or I am God) equals 153. Another explanation tells us that the Romans had studied and discovered 153 species of fish in the world so far; by pulling in that number, this story reminds that there is a place for all nations in the net of Christ.
Capernaum
Our last stop before lunch was at the headquarters of Jesus’ ministry, Capernaum. It was essentially a refuge for Jesus after he escaped near execution in his hometown of Nazareth. What remains of the original homes, including Peter’s home, gave new understanding to the parable of the lost coin and the story of Jesus healing the paralytic.
We saw crudely-made stone floors, which could easily hide a lost coin, and learned of the thatched rooftops made of palm leaves. A ladder would have been on the outside of the house and the leaves removed at night; this provided access to a passerby who might want to get closer to Jesus teaching in a home.
We also saw the impressive remains of a 5th century synagogue, which was built above an ancient synagogue, where Jesus would likely have spoken or attended.
Jordan River
After a relaxing sea-side lunch at a Kibbutz, we headed to the Jordan River, to the traditional site of Jesus’ baptism. Again, our tour bus groups joined together for a time of worship and of celebrating our baptisms. It was an unforgettable experience for all and one we hope you will all consider having for yourself!
Of course we also had great food again today and even a bonus side-trip for a few to a diamond factory, museum and showroom.
Can’t wait for our time tomorrow, but it is definitely time for bed!
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
A Note from the Holy Land Band!
We made it! We made it!
As Becky describes in her note (check it out!), we had an 11-hour plane ride from NYC to Tel Aviv, arriving around three in the afternoon (local time). It was a great feeling to step off the plane into the humid air of the Tel Aviv terminal and head toward Passport Control. Until we realized we’d have to stand in a “line” which was really more of a mob. And somehow whichever group ended up behind us got shifted to the front. We must be really good luck for other people. It was an exhausting TWO HOUR wait, and a test of patience.
Finally we made it to our Big Red Bus to travel another two hours to the Royal Plaza Hotel in Tiberias, where we were greeted with an amazing meal (including too many desserts to count!). We have a great bus driver and tour guide with a great sense of humor.
So for now we have set up camp and are all ready for a good night’s sleep before heading to Galilee tomorrow! Shalom from all of us here in the Holy Land Band!
A Note from Becky...
After an 11 hour plane ride, almost 2 hours getting through passport controlk and a 2 hour bus ride to the hotel, we were treated to the most delicious meal ever! They serve both breakfast & dinner buffet-style but I never dreamed there would be so much food. I would have been perfectly happy with just the vast salad buffet! But I didn’t stop there, I had beef stroganoff over rice, potatoes, more corn salad and then several desserts!
We can purchase the internet in the lobby so we are going to do that and then the 5 Midland people decided to meet each night to debrief.
Tonight I am just looking forward to a good night’s sleep in a bed where I can stretch out.
Tomorrow our Holy Land journey really begins with a visit to the sea of Galilee.
A Note from Katy...
Oh, plane rides… We were actually quite lucky with boarding and security and our seat locations. But there are always the neighbors who NEVER turn off their light or the once-oh-so-cute baby who is not at all interested in sleeping.
I think there is a telling moment on any plane trip that is over 8 hours, and that is the point exactly in the middle of the flight. Usually I’m asleep but thanks to my neighbor’s decision to “leave a light on” for me, I’m wide awake. And therefore get to be around (and aware) for the Great Middle.
The view out the window is pitch black; no cloud, no sun, no light, no shadow. It seems, but all appearances, to be a great, big, giant void. Maybe the Middle is always a bit of a void. A bit mysterious. As it goes, now we see in a glass darkly…
So for now, from the middle, I say – Shalom. Peace to you all. May you live in expectation and hope; whatever your Middle might be.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
On our Holy way!!!
Well here we are! The first leg of our journey to the Holy Land is behind us and we're waiting for our flight to TEL AVIV. (Yay!)