Sunday, May 27, 2012

Jerusalem and Beyond


 Over the last few days we finished our tour of Jerusalem and branched out into Benjamin and the Judean Wilderness.There was so much to see.I am going to try to highlight the places that had the most significance to me.On Wednesday we went to the Church of the Holy Sepulcher—the traditional site where Jesus was crucified and buried. The following pictures are from that visit.

The first one is from inside the tomb.  This is a replica, and beneath the stone slab about five feet down is the original tomb found there by Helena. 

The second is a beautiful window I saw high up in the church.  The church is rather dark and this window with the cross brought streams of sunlight down into the church.  I imagine Christ’s resurrection like this—a bright light of hope and life shining into the darkness of grief and death.   Just last night (Saturday night) a small group of us were locked into the Church of the Holy Sepulchre from 9:00 p.m. to 12:30 p.m. and had a private tour with Father Samuel, an Armenian Orthodox priest.  After my first visit to this church on Wednesday with all the tourism, I anticipated this tour as it provided a more worshipful environment.  In the first hour of our visit, we were able to dialogue with Father Samuel and ask him questions about the faith and practices of the Armenian Orthodox Church.  Having done some reading about the Orthodox faith prior to this visit, I was excited about this opportunity to interact in person with a father of that institution.  We covered a wide range of topics from Jesus’ humanity and divinity, to the unity of the Church, to salvation, to the Eucharist, to the role of knowledge versus experience in one’s seeking after God, to the dynamics among the Catholic Church, Greek Orthodox Church, and Armenian Orthodox Church in sharing the space of the Church of the Holy Sepulcher.  From this conversation I was both encouraged and saddened at the state of division in the one Church.  I was encouraged because Father Samuel was affirming of the salvation and baptisms of other churches and because his openness to the sharing of the Eucharist among institutions, but I was saddened by the disputes that arise among the three churches in the Church of the Holy Sepulcher over the number of candles, pillars, and altars each one is allowed to have.  It was huge privilege to have Father Samuel go around showing us all the different rooms and altars and tell us their significance and meaning.  Though an amazing experience, I was glad to leave a little after midnight because the scent of oil from the lamps and the incense did a number on my senses leaving me with quite the headache and nausea, but the visit was well worth it.
Back tracking to Wednesday, the next picture is from the first century southern steps of the Temple.  On these steps Mary, Joseph, Jesus, all his disciples, Paul, and many other Bible characters would have gone up to worship.  With very little left in Jerusalem from the first century, this was special place of connection to the biblical narrative.

In Luke 19: 41-44 is says, “As he approached Jerusalem and saw the city, he wept over it and said, “If you, even you, had only known on this day what would bring you peace—but now it is hidden from your eyes.  The days will come upon you when your enemies will build an embankment against you and encircle you and hem you in on every side.  They will dash you to the ground, you and the children within your walls.  They will not leave one stone on another, because you did not recognize the time of God’s coming to you.”  On Thursday we visited the Dominus Flavit, the church located on the Mount of Olives which stands in remembrance Jesus’ weeping over Jerusalem.  It is pictured below with the window looking out over the Temple Mount.


We visited the ruins of the Herodian Temple on Wednesday, and in the picture, behind the four of us girls, sit blocks from the Temple buildings that the Romans destroyed in AD 70.  The verses above came to life in seeing the physical evidence of Jesus’ prophesy.
  
 This next picture is of a first century tomb with the roof removed.

Below is a view of Jerusalem from the Mount of Olives.

 
This is a photo from the garden of Gethsemane on the Mount of Olives.
On Friday, we traveled to the Judean Wilderness.  This was my favorite place so far.  I could not decide which picture to post of the Wilderness, because not one could capture its vastness and its beauty.  After struggling to see past all the relics and regalia that fill Jerusalem’s sites, the Wilderness was a breath of fresh air.  For the first time, I was seeing part of Israel that has not changed since the first century.  I cannot go into all the thoughts I had while sitting there, but I would like to share two.  First, after struggling to stay upright while descending the steep and rocky slopes of the mountains, I have a greater appreciation for Psalm 37 in its description of God keeping David’s foot from slipping.  Second, God provided for Israel and Jesus when they were in their different wildernesses, and if God could sustain them there, I know he can provide for me.  It was a sobering reminder that my worries are so much smaller than the need for life-giving water and food that anyone in the Wilderness faced.
      


The last photos are from Gezer in Benjamin.  This beautiful and fertile land was a wedding gift from Pharaoh to Solomon when he gave his daughter in marriage to Solomon.  Pictured below is the six-chambered gate at Gezer dating back to the Solomonic period.  This was a site I remember learning about in OT Archaeology, so I was really excited to actually see it and walk through the ruins.


I know this has been a very long post, but we were without internet for a bit here at JUC.  I cannot believe that I have already been here in Israel for a week.  Time is moving quickly, but our days are packed.  I am very thankful for this, for, though it is tiring, I will not feel like I wasted precious time here that could have been spent seeing other sites.  Thank you again for all your support and prayers.  I have seen them answered in our group’s continual protection from danger.



Tuesday, May 22, 2012

In Jerusalem

I was having difficulities with the internet tonight with uploading pictures.  I will try again tomorrow, but I wanted to go ahead and put up my post even though I don't have the pictures that go with it up. 

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Yesterday, Monday, we went to the Old City of Jerusalem and spent the morning wandering around the four mounts in Jerusalem: Mt. Zion, the City of David, the Temple Mount, and the Western Hill.  There was so much to see.  I uploaded some pictures, so I will talk about them rather than try to relate everything.  The first pictures are from driving to Jerusalem from Tel Aviv.  The first picture from within in Jerusalem is the group in the Kidron Valley.  We walked down from the Temple Mount into the Valley.  In the background is the Mount of Olives with tombs descending the slope.  This valley from Old Testament prophecy is associated with the eschaton when the Messiah would return and bring life to the dead.  It was on the Mount of Olives looking down on this valley that in Matthew 24 Jesus recounted to his disciples the events of the last days to his disciples.  The second picture is view of the larger tombs from the Temple Mount.
The third and fourth pictures are from the Via Dolorosa.  Tradition holds that this is the way Jesus walked to the cross.  Although this is not historically accurate, it has offered a space for Christians over the centuries to commemorate this event.  My experience on this road well represents the complicated environment Jerusalem offers to the pilgrim.  This road is filled with vendors, tourists, and local resident with people going every direction.  In this commotion, I saw a group of Christian pilgrims following the Via Dolorosa praying.  A short time later, I saw a young man carrying a large cross on his back down the street.  I did not get a picture of this, but it was so strange to see these religious observances amidst the bustle of everyday life.  I am finding from my short time here already that this is the norm for Jerusalem, no matter which faith it is.
After the morning in the city and class, I found a corner tower/nook on the roof of JUC to write in my journal.  The next picture is the doorway looking out from that hideway.

Today, Tuesday, we returned to the city to view it from the eyes of the Old Testament.  We began the day by going to the Western Wall (aka Wailing Wall—though this is not what they call it here).  The next photo is of me standing in front of the women’s side.  It was very busy at the wall this morning, and it took me awhile to be able to get to the wall to add my prayer to the many stuck in the crevices in the wall.  This wall is the retaining wall for the Temple platform from the Herodian Temple.  Here, as in the Via Dolorosa, there was a mixture of religious devotion and tourism.  I found it hard to pray there because of all the distractions.  However, I know others in the group that were really moved by the experience. 
My favorite part of today was going to the City of David.  I have been struggling with connecting what I am seeing today with the biblical accounts.  I thought that when I got here, it would make the Bible more real.  Instead, on occasions walking through the streets of Jerusalem it has felt no more real here than it did in the United States.  However, at the City of David I had my first real moment of connection.  The next picture is group of us girls standing on the platform at the City of David.  Below us were the recent excavations begun in 2005 of King David’s Palace.  We also could see the rock foundation of the Jebusite fortress that David conquered.  The next picture is from the ruins of King David’s palace looking out over the Mount of Olives.  Since this is a new site and none of the findings published, I felt really honored to be able to key this key piece of archaeology.  I anticipate the day when they publish their work.

From here we descended down into the water system and walked through Hezekiah’s tunnel.  The next three pictures are of that.  It was an amazing experience.  I could not believe that centuries ago men carved the limestone out to make that tunnel.  It was a little tight but not too bad.  I really enjoyed going through it; and I wish I could go again.  


Please keep praying for the safety and health of my classmates and the growing unity of our group.


Sunday, May 20, 2012

Arriving in Jerusalem


I have lost all sense of time.  Right now at home it is only 11:00am, but here in Jerusalem it is 6:00pm.  It feels like ages ago that I was sitting in BGC 130 taking my final, and yet I’m still wearing the same clothes.  This is the most extreme time change I have ever experienced, and I hope to recover from the jet lag soon.  That is my biggest prayer request right now.
 
It has been adventure so far!  We left for the airport and arrived at O’hare with no troubles despite the concern about the NATO meeting.  That was a praise.  On the plane we were spread out, and the movies did not start until a few hours into the flight.  It was very long, and I had trouble sleeping.   Those were the bummers, but the dinner was very good.  They served gnocchi and fish which was delicious.  However, it was so funny because after a short time of “night” they proceeded to serve us breakfast on Italian time.  That meant after eating dinner at 5:30p.m., I was eating breakfast at midnight.  The next flight from Rome to Tel Aviv they served lunch at around 3a.m. CT.   To say the least, I didn’t feel so great eating in a state of exhaustion, and my tummy is still a little queasy.  Upon arriving in Tel Aviv the real adventures began.  One of our classmates was detained for questioning, and another’s luggage was left in Rome.   However, Dr. Lee just arrived from the airport with them, so once more our whole group is back together, safe, sound, and whole, another answer to prayer.

When we left the airport in Tel Aviv, we took a bus to Jerusalem.  Today was a celebration of the Israeli victory during the six day war in 1967.  As a result, the city was packed with pedestrians and cars.  We had to do a lot of detours and sit in traffic before the driver was able to get us close enough to walk to Jerusalem University College’s campus.  By that point, all of us were ready to get out and do some walking after so many hours of sitting.
I did not know what to expect Jerusalem University College to be like, but it is beautiful and old.  I have fallen in love with this place already.  The building in which we are staying was built in the mid-1800s and was constructed on the wall of old Jerusalem.  There are beautiful arched door frames and windows.  The walls are plaster and the floors are large cobblestone.  The guys are on the first floor while we girls are on top on the fourth floor.  With no elevator and steep, winding staircase, the thought of lugging our suitcases all the way up was daunting.  But just as we were about to head down to get them, the guys surprised us by carrying them all up for us.  It was such a kind act and really appreciated. 
Tomorrow morning we head out to walk around Old Jerusalem when I will begin to see the land of the Bible.   Though tired, I am excited.

Friday, May 18, 2012

The Last Hours Before Departure

Today finished my week of classes at Wheaton.  Although they were filled with grueling hours of class, reading, and papers, they were also filled with meeting the new people I will be spending the next six weeks with.  One of the benefits this trip offers me, beyond the exciting travels, is the opportunity to get to know a cross section of the Wheaton community that I otherwise would not have met.  Among the forty-two of us, we have all classes represented from freshman to graduated senior. 

Tonight, I have to finish repacking all my stuff and study for the final tomorrow morning, but then I am off to the airport.  You can pray that we get to the airport in a timely fashion tomorrow.  NATO is meeting this weekend, and there is concern that our travels from Wheaton campus to O'Hare may be slowed down as a result. 

I can hardly believe that I am on the eve of leaving.  It is still unreal that I will be leaving the US for the first time tomorrow!

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Getting Ready for Departure!

After a week of classes at Wheaton College, I will be heading to Israel.  Our plane leaves O'Hare on Saturday afternoon, May 19, for a 9.5 hour flight to Rome.  By the time we land it will be Sunday morning.  From Rome, we have a shorter flight to Tel Aviv, Israel, where my 'pilgrimage' will begin!

My itinerary is as follows:
Israel: May 20-June 9
Turkey: June 9-13
Greece: June 13-25
Italy: June 25-30
Return to Wheaton on June 30.