Pictures - Finally

Well, finally, a few pictures from our trip to Israel. Thanks for your patience. I'm not sure if it's due to jet-lag or the fact that I got about six hours of sleep in the last 48 hours of our trip that has had me down for the count the last couple of days. Regardless, it's good to be home and fun to look back at all that I saw. So as to be clear, the description of the picture is above the picture.

This was our amazing team right before we checked in at the Minneapolis Airport. See how fresh we all look? I'm just glad we didn't wait to take this picture on the day we arrived home. Let's just say, it wasn't pretty. Caesarea Maritima - If you're going to build a city, you need water. King Herod had this aqueduct built around 4 B.C. so that a city could be established in an otherwise dry region (if you don't count the Mediterranean Sea, that is.

Caesarea Maritima - Another view of the aqueduct. Our guide kept saying it had "no cement, no glue." Somehow, this always brought to mind the little bottles of Elmer's glue. Do they still make that?

Caesarea Maritima - This amphitheater is part of King Herod's Masterpiece city. There was actually another level of seats above the ones you see here. They were moved by the Turks to build a new city. You know, because it's so much easier to move an amphitheater than it is to build new. Caesarea Maritima - Part of King Herod's private palace. Nice view, huh?

Meggido - This ancient city is believed to be over 5000 years old. Eighteen different civilizations have lived on this mountain. It overlooks the Jezreel Valley where it's believed that the battle of Armageddon will take place. King Solomon added the city gates and stables about 3000 years ago.
Meggido - The round shaft to the left was an altar from the Cannanite times which, if I got this straight, was near when King David lived. But, don't quote me on that. I was pretty wiped out from the heat and jet-lag at this point in the journey.

Meggido - I'm standing in the water works tunnel shaft built by King Ahab to supply water into the city so if it was under attack the residents could get water without going outside the city gates. It's 30 meters long (about 32 yards) - amazing really, considering when it was built. Oh, by the way, this picture was taken right before I almost passed out.

Nazareth - at the Church of the Annunciation. See where all those people are looking? That's where they believe Mary's house was located and she heard from the angel Gabriel; unless she heard from him at the well. One of the two. Apparently, young Jewish women didn't do much else other than stay home or get water because they believe that Gabriel spoke to Mary in one of these two places.

Nazareth - Inside the Church of the Annunciation looking through the Jerusalem cross towards the altar. Nazareth - Just as we were leaving the Greek Orthodox church that covers "Mary's well" this priest came out to do services. I would post a picture of the well, but you know, it's a well. Picture it - stones shaped into a round hole - money at the bottom. BUT, it may be the well where Mary was standing when she was visited by the angel, Gabriel. If indeed, he visited her at a well.

Tel Dan - Headwaters of the Jordan River. Tel means archeological mound and this particular mound is the region that the tribe of Dan, one of the 12 tribes of Israel, was appointed to after the Israelites crossed into the promised land. (I think - pretty sure I got that part right. Check it out in Joshua 19.)

Tel Dan - this was a beautiful park preserve in addition to being the land where the tribe of Dan ended up.

Caesarea Philippi - This is where Jesus asked Peter "Who do you say that I am?" (Matthew 16:13-19)Capernaum - Why did I post this picture? Just because I like it.

Capernaum - I believe everything in this picture was from the 4th Century A.D. (with the clear exception of that metal supporting post that I was tempted to edit out.) It's built on top of the synagogue where it's believed that Jesus healed the man possessed with a demon. (Luke 4:31-36) Capernaum - This the the site believed to be the home of Peter's mother-in-law whom Jesus healed. (Luke 4:38-39) A church has been suspended over it and from the inside there is a glass "floor" that allows you to look down inside.


The Mount of the Beatitudes; though I'm guessing it didn't look like this in Jesus time. Still, it was a beautiful spot.

John and I both loved the Sea of Galilee. I didn't realize it then, but John's dad had told him about when he went on the Sea of Galilee 15 years ago which made John that much more excited to see it.
By now, I'm sure you're tired of looking at pictures. I know I was tired at this point on the trip. Amazingly, we've only made it through day one and two. I'll post more pictures in another day or two and give us both a chance to rest in the meantime.

Home Again

As I write this we are at the end of our very long flight home. I'm getting excited to sleep in my own bed tonight. Actually, I'll just be excited to sleep. Our last day in Israel could be referred to as the day that never ends. But, it's all good.

On Friday we had a free day to do as we wished. Several times during our tour our guide would tell us about something and follow it with "and you can find this artifact at the Israel museum." So, that's what John and I decided to do; go to the Israel museum. It probably would have been good if I'd written down everything that our guide had mentioned because by the end of the week my head was about to explode with information and I had no idea what I'd even come to see. Still, we could have spent two full days there and not seen it all. After awhile though, it's hard for me to get excited about another rock or vessel from 13 B.C. (And yes, I know that's suppose to be B.C.E. but I just think that's dumb.)

The Israel museum also houses the Dead Sea Scrolls in one, very carefully climate controlled building so when we were done with the rocks, vessels, iron works, and such, we headed over the see them. Earlier this year we went to the Dead Sea Scroll exhibit when it was in St. Paul and were just a wee bit disappointed that all we got to see were scraps of paper when we'd been anticipating scrolls. All that to say we were hoping to see something more in Israel.

We got to the first spot where one of the scrolls was to be and it said "this document has been temporarily removed from exhibit." Not a good start. Then, we saw this huge round wall in the middle with what looked like an actual scroll. As I'm looking at it I hear on our audio tour that this is a facsimile of the original book of Isaiah. A photo copy! Are you kidding me? I was beginning to wonder if I'd ever see an actual "scroll" because by now, we were running out of places to look. Eventually we saw an authentic looking scroll, about three feet long, from the book of Isaiah, or at least that's what it said. I have to take their word on that because my Hebrew is rusty.

The museum closed at 2:00 because it was Shabbot (Sabbath) and the Orthodox Jews all need to be done working, and home, by sundown. Well, they don't have to be home, but they aren't to be doing any work after that time. At our hotel, there was even a Shabbot elevator that stops on every floor so that they don't have to push a button, thus doing work. Man, was there a elevator full of annoyed people when my friend accidentally got on the Shabbot elevator and pushed the button for level 4. The elevator went straight to the fourth floor, which meant that if they needed to go to the second or third floor they'd have to ride all the way to the top and all the way back down. I think she was glad to get off.

Before we got back to our hotel we went and did some shopping in the markets not owned by the Jews. I don't really enjoy shopping in foreign marketplaces where you need to barter to get a decent price. Some of the shop owners were very pushy and that just sends me over the edge. It's really not safe for me to shop there because I stink at bartering and would rather over pay than try to talk them down on the price. So, rather than pay hundred of dollars for therapy to recover from this ailment of mine, we just found a nice shop owner, got the souvenirs we wanted, and went back to the hotel to rest a bit before we had to clean up and get ready for our 1:00 AM departure for the airport.

So, here we are, after a short five hour flight to Amsterdam, a four hour layover, and an eight hour flight from Amsterdam to Minneapolis, finally home from an amazing trip! Thanks for reading my blog posts while I've been gone. I'll have a few pictures up in the next couple of days.

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He is Not Here - He has Risen!

Thursday, November 25

This will most likely be my last post from Israel. We leave here late tomorrow night (well, technically Saturday morning so whatever we do from here on out, I'll have to wait and tell you about when I get home.

Today is a day of Thanksgiving. I want to start my blog today by saying just how blessed I feel, for a number of reasons. First off, it's our son, Scott's, 23rd birthday. For that, I'm very thankful. In addition to that, I've been able to spend this Thanksgiving visiting the birthplace of Christ, and later the tomb from which He rose. There is nothing in my life for which I'm more thankful than to have Christ's forgiveness and promise of eternal life.

Let me tell you a little about our day. We started off by going to Bethlehem, which is currently under Palestinian control. Our guide isn't allowed to go into Palestine because he is Jewish so we were dropped off at the border where we made our way past concrete walls, barbed wire fences, gates, and a demilitarised zone before we met up with our guide for the morning. It was an odd experience.

From there we made our way to the Church of the Nativity, where again, there was a shrine built over what is believed to be the birth place of Christ. After standing in line for about thirty minutes (which we were told was a short wait) we saw a little tiny alcove where Mary gave birth. I'm not buying it. But, a little later we saw a cave that dates back to 3 B.C. which looked way more like what I picture in my head when I think of the birthplace of Christ. So, since no one really knows, I decided that I'm just going to call this the birthplace of Christ, but shhh...... don't tell anyone or they'll build a shrine over it.

We also saw the Shepherd's field right outside the city similar to the one where the angel of the Lord proclaimed the Savior's birth. There were even sheep there! Today, Bedouin shepherds raise their sheep in this area and our guide told us that they give a name to each sheep and when the shepherd calls that sheep's name, the sheep comes to him. I thought it was an excellent example of the verse in John 10:14 where Jesus says "I am the good shepherd; I know my own sheep, and they know me."

After making our way back into Israel we went to a church built to commemorate the birth place of John the Baptist, and also the place were Mary went to visit Elizabeth when she found out she was pregnant with Jesus.

By far, my favorite part of the day, and really my favorite part of the trip was visiting the Garden Tomb. From here you can see the rock that is referred to as "Skull Rock." It seems much more likely to me, that this is the place where Jesus was crucified. It's easy to see why it's called "Skull Rock" when you look at the two caves near the top that look like eyes separated by the "bridge of the nose" between them. You can see a photo there that shows what used to look like the "mouth" but is now a parking lot."

The nice thing here is that there is NOT a church built over this site. It is actually owned by the British and run by a Christian organization. We had a British guide who boldly proclaimed his faith in Jesus.

As for the tomb itself, there is some fairly strong evidence that this actually was the tomb of Joseph of Arimathea used to bury Christ.


After visiting the tomb our team sat in the garden and shared communion together. What a powerful time to remember that Jesus isn't in Bethlehem, He isn't on the cross, and He isn't in the grave. It is empty, for HE HAS RISEN, and will come back again to reign over this land!

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On the Via Dolorosa

Tuesday, November 23

It has been another full day as we visited Old City Jerusalem. I knew, when we decided to come to Israel that many of the Biblical sites were just a guess as to their approximate location. I mean, let's be serious, it's not like all of this just happened in the late 1800's. I also knew that many of the sites have been taken over by the Catholic or Greek Orthodox church, and been basically enshrined and made to look very ornate. I suppose it's been done to honor Christ, but frankly, I found it all a little disappointing. On the other hand, were they not preserved in some way they could be completely gone. What I hadn't counted on is the fact that many of the ancient sites have actually been buried underground due to earthquakes and more recently, bombings. I suppose when you are talking about a country that is this old, it only makes sense, but being as I live in the United States, which has only been inhabited for less than three centuries, it had just never crossed my mind. All of this to say that much of what we saw today was more recently built, for instance the Jerusalem wall was rebuilt in the early 1500's.

Today we saw the Pool of Bethesda where Jesus healed the lame man. The story is in John 5:1-15. It was kind of cool to see it, but the pool has obviously dried up because I didn't see any water at all.

The Via Dolorosa was probably the most moving part of the day for me. This is where it is believed that Jesus carried his cross up the hill to Golgotha after he'd been mocked, whipped and beaten. The Via Dolorosa is basically a crowded marketplace and it all seemed so wrong in light of what happened there, but I've been told that it was a marketplace when Jesus walked it also.

Despite the hundreds of people milling about, I actually had a moment when I was totally overcome with emotion. Along the Via Dolorosa they have what is called the Stations of the Cross. Each station represents something that happened in the last day of Jesus' life. Station five represents the spot where Jesus walked past his mother, Mary. Right about that time one of the women on our team mentioned that Jesus was about the same age as her daughter (33) when he was crucified. Our oldest son is about a year and a half shy of 33 and when that crossed my mind right after passing station five all I could think about was how painful that would be for Mary. I can't imagine watching my son die in such a manner. I could hardly handle it when they had to have dental work!

Eventually we made our way to the church of the Holy Seplucher. This is basically a shrine over the spot where it is believed Jesus died. It seemed like the entire city of Jerusalem was in the church with us today and the whole thing was not what I was expecting. It's hard to picture Jesus hanging on the cross when there are gold candelabras and tile mosaics everywhere. Like I said earlier, this was a little disappointing.

Before we left the City of Jerusalem we had a chance to visit the Western Wall, sometimes called the Wailing Wall. I never really understood before why this is considered such an important place to pray but today our guide explained that this part of the wall was, at one time, the part closest to the Holy of Holies in the Temple. Of course, as Christians, we believe that our access to God was opened up on the day that Jesus gave His life for us and the veil to the Holy of Holies was torn in two. One thing I found interesting was that the women had one section in which to pray and the men had another section, about twice the size. Hmmm.....

My favorite part of the day was visiting the Garden of Gethsemane. Oh sure, it may not be the exact garden but you can certainly picture Jesus going there to pray as it looks out on the city of Jerusalem. It was here that Jesus spent his last night asking God to take away his cup of suffering, and yet praying for God's will, not his. There was a prayer sign in the garden printed right under the verse which records this prayer from Matthew 26:39. It says "O Jesus, in deepest night and agony You spoke these words of trust and surrender to God the Father in Gethsemane. In love and gratitude I want to say in times of fear and distress, "My Father, I do not understand but I trust in You." That about sums it up, doesn't it?


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Field Trip Day

Today was our day for a little relaxing. We had the opportunity to "swim" in the dead sea. Our hotel last night had a "Dead Sea pool" with water from the Dead Sea pumped into the pool area which contained about five or six different kind of "spa" experiences. John and I checked it out last night so decided not to swim in the actual Dead Sea today. I knew before, of course, that is was very salty, but I didn't realize that is also quite oily. They say it's very good for the skin, blood pressure, arthritis, etc. etc. I wouldn't recommend it for anyone with an open wound, however.

I thought it was extremely amusing that at the Dead Sea they have a lifeguard tower. Seriously, it would be impossible to drown. IMPOSSIBLE! I imagine, though, that people might sometimes need help standing up again once they have floated to the top. When I was floating on my back in the Dead Sea pool I tried to put my feet down and couldn't do it. It was like trying to defy gravity. I'm still not sure how I actually was able to stand up but I'm fairly certain it involved a lot of flailing about.

We only had two stops today. The first was at an area called Mt. Masada. I'm talking a serious mountain here. Thankfully, there was a cable car to get us to the top, though some of the other visitors walked up and down on a switch back trail. Our guide said it would take about 45 minutes to walk up (three minutes on the cable car) but let me assure you, had I tried, I would still be there seeking shelter for the night.

Mt. Masada doesn't really have a lot of Biblical significance but is still an interesting historical site. First, King Herod had a palace built there on the side of the rock. It was an amazing palace, and really an incredible work of architecture considering it was built before the time of Christ. Herod was a bit paranoid and had this palace built as a place to go hide should he need to escape his enemies. The interesting thing is, he NEVER used it. Not once; didn't even see it!

Later, in 66 AD, when the Jewish rebels were being persecuted by Romans they fled to this area to seek asylum. Eventually, the Romans surrounded them and were planning to attack. Knowing that they'd be slaves to the Romans, with it's ensuing torture, the Jewish men chose instead to kill their families and themselves before they Romans reached them. Apparently, there is a movie from the 60's called "The Siege" that captures the whole story. I thought the fact that they were able to stage a movie on this mountain was pretty much of an amazing feat in itself considering the equipment available that many years ago.

Our cable car ride back to the bottom of the mountain included at least 20 - 30 Israeli high school and junior high aged school kids. This was but a small portion of the approximately 4500 kids we saw throughout the day! I might be exaggerating with my estimation but it looked like Israel had declared today, Tuesday, November 23, as "school field trip day." We also learned that for every 20 kids there has to be an armed guard that travels with them. Let's just say we saw a fair number of AK-47's today and I'm very grateful that the United States and Israel are friends.

Our second stop was at En-Gedi where David hid from King Saul in caves when Saul was trying to kill him. The story is in 1 Samuel 24:1-7 and let me just say that those caves don't have the most pleasant of odors. Verse 2 talks about the "rocks of the wild goats" and those goats seem to still live there today and leave quite the scatological messes around. On the upside, there is a beautiful water fall that flows between the rocks so at least David didn't go thirsty.


The goats here are called Ibex and the other animal scurrying about on the mountainside were Hyrex, which look something like a woodchuck, or possibly a beaver without the big tail. For such a short, squatty little animal, they sure do run fast.

There won't be a blog posting tomorrow night. Internet isn't exactly cheap in our hotel so I'll wait until Thursday to post both tomorrow's and Thursday's activities. Tomorrow we'll be doing a walking tour through the old city of Jerusalem so there will be plenty to write about. I can't wait!


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Kosher McDonald's - NOT the Highlight

Today wasn't as busy as our first two days, which is good because, quite frankly, I needed a bit of a rest. Much of our day was taken up moving from our hotel near Tiberias to a new hotel on the south end of the Dead Sea. When I asked our guide what town our hotel is in tonight he said, "It's not a town; just a hotel area." Seriously, there isn't anything other than hotels here. I think the nearest city is 150 miles away and apparently the nearest gas station is 10 miles away. I hope he remembered to fill up the van!

But, I'm getting ahead of myself here. We started this morning by going to a church in Tabgha. The altar in this church is built around a rock where it is believed that Jesus stood when he fed the 5000 (which was really more like 15,000 when you include the women and children) with five loaves and two fish.

From Tabgha we went to the baptismal site on the Jordan River. Our church practices believer's baptism (or baptism by immersion) and we all (with the exception of a couple who had been here before) participated in a re-dedication baptism in the same river where Jesus was baptized by John. The actual site where Jesus was baptized is now located in the country of Jordan so while we were in the same river we weren't actually in the same spot. Still, it was very cool.

After our baptism we headed to the ruins of Bet She'an (spelled Beth-shan in my English Bible.) It is here that the Philistines took over the city after the death of King Saul, cutting off the head of Saul and his sons and hanging their bodies on the city wall. I know, gruesome story, but that's how it reads in 1 Samuel 31:1-10. Despite the gruesome details of the story it really was awesome to see the old pillars that lined what was the main road of the city. The whole city had at one time been buried underground but has been excavated over the years. Of course, they've had to restore some things but it's easy to tell what is newer and what really dates back thousands of years.



Having had enough chicken shish kebob or fish the team decided today to have lunch at McDonald's. It was a kosher McDonald's which meant no cheeseburgers. Apparently, a kosher meal never has both dairy and meat served at the same time. This was all fine with me because I don't eat cheeseburgers anyway. What I didn't realize was that kosher meat - even at McDonald's - tastes much different than your regular Mickey D's burger. Thankfully, John had ordered light and he finished off my hamburger once I gave up after two bites. I would say that the fries and Coke I had were just a couple levels lower, nutritionally speaking, than the pita bread and hummus lunches I've been having. Oh well, as they say, tomorrow is another day.

Our last stop for the day was at Qumran, the site where the Dead Sea Scrolls were first discovered in 1947. Our guide pointed out a cave where 30,000-40,000 scraps of the Dead Sea Scrolls were found in 1952. Here also, we saw remains of an ancient city. The entire Old Testament, with the exception of the book of Esther has been found in these caves. The were originally discovered by a shepherd looking for one of his goats. The story is that he was too tired to go searching in every cave so he threw a rock into the caves to see if he got a response. When he heard it hit some of the vessels that the scrolls were found in, he went in to investigate. No word on whether he ever found the missing goat.

All in all, it has been an excellent day. We're done a little early tonight and this hotel has an amazing hot tub, dead sea tub and sauna so, until tomorrow . . . Shalom.

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So Much!

Again, there was so much to take in on this our second full day in Israel. This morning we visited the remains of the ancient city of Dan (though were not totally convinced that the remains were all that ancient) where we saw the headwaters of the Jordan River. We took a beautiful walk through this, now, national park.

Next, we stopped at Caesarea Philippi, which, interestingly enough, is different from Caesarea. To be honest, I wasn't feeling great by the time we got there so I may have missed a few things but in essence there is a HUGE rock there that is simply stunning if you are into rocks. By "rock" I mean basically an entire hillside of solid rock, complete with a huge cave. It was here that Jesus asked Peter in Matthew 16:15 "Who do you say that I am?" After Peter replies "You are Messiah, the Son of the living God," Jesus goes on to say in Matthew 16:18 "Now I say to you that you are Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church. . ." I'm pretty sure Jesus didn't mean the physical rock that we were looking at but it sure makes for a cool analogy.

One of my favorite stops of the day was at Capernaum. Here we saw remains from the old city of Capernaum and the synagogue where Jesus healed the man possessed by a demon. The story about this is in Luke 4:31-37. The remains we saw were actually built on top of the original synagogue from the time of Jesus but was very cool. There is also a church there close by that was built so that it basically hovers above the remains of Simon Peter's mother-in-law's house. If you keep reading in Matthew 4 down to verse 41 you'll see the story of how Jesus left the synagogue and went to this home and healed Simon Peter's mother-in-law and continued that day healing many people. We had a time of prayer and scripture reading at this site which made the whole story just come alive.

We ate lunch by the Sea of Galilee. I still have to pinch myself to believe that I'm really here. Some of our team members chose to have what is referred to as St. Peter fish for lunch. Our guide said it tasted a lot like tilapia but even better. This was no filet of fish, by the way. We're talking whole fish, complete with head, tails and bones. I actually ordered chicken but due to my still somewhat upset stomach really ended up only eating the pita bread that came with the meal. It may be the mainstay of my diet while I'm here but I figure if the Israelites can live on manna for all those years that they wandered about in the desert, I can go a week on pita bread with no serious side effects.

After lunch, we went to the spot where Jesus taught what are now referred to as the Beatitudes. Let me just tell you that in Matthew 5:1 where is says Jesus went UP THE MOUNTAINSIDE, they aren't kidding. It's not like the Rocky Mountains but it's not just a few steps up from the beach either. It was a beautiful area that is maintained by the Catholic church. I'm pretty sure it looks nothing like it did in Jesus' day but still it's easy to see where Jesus might have stood and taught to the masses who gathered around on the mountainside.

There was so much that we enjoyed today but I'd have to say the highlight for both John and I was at the end of the day when we took a boat ride on the Sea of Galilee. It wasn't what I'd call stormy but still there was quite a breeze and the waves were a bit choppy. While we were on the boat we read the story of Jesus walking on water found in Matthew 14:22-32. I was a bit overcome with emotion as I gazed out on the choppy water, knowing it would have been much worse on the night when Jesus walked out on the stormy sea. And then, I began to wonder if Jesus just stepped over each wave or if he kind of jumped from the top of each wave to the next one. (Sometimes I worry about the way my brain works.) No matter how he did it I just don't think I'll ever forget how the sea looked today and how Jesus desires for me to keep my eyes on him when I feel like I'm sinking under the waves that this life brings.


After dinner tonight we actually went out and waded in the Sea of Galilee, now were watching the Vikings/Packers game, and tomorrow morning we're going to get baptized in the Jordan river. What an wild sequence of events, huh?

Thanks for reading. I'll be back at you tomorrow. I hope you don't mind the rather lengthy posts. Besides updating you, it helps me process the day. Shalom.


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A Huge History Lesson

Right now I feel like I've crammed a year's worth of college history into one day. It was such an amazing day, I don't know that I can do it justice in just a few paragraphs. I want to start by saying that I'd love to post tons of pictures every day but it takes too long to upload them so I'll stick with just one and post more when I get home.

We started the day in Cesearea which, even without it's rich history, is a beautiful area. It's known as the Beverly Hills of Israel. One of the most fascinating things we saw was an aqueduct that was built before the time of Christ to bring water into the city. The most amazing thing about this aqueduct, other than the fact that it's still standing, is that is has archways all along it to hold it up and yet no sand or cement was used between the rocks it's built from. This aqueduct was built under the reign of King Herod, and amazingly enough, went all the way to his palace that overlooks the Mediterranean Sea. You've got to give him credit, he knew how to pick a good real estate spot.

Right around the corner from King Herod's palace we saw the amphitheater that was built for the purpose of entertainment. It was pretty cool, and had there not been a hundred or so other tourists there at the same time, I might have broken into song or something. At this same location we saw the Hippodrome where they used to have chariot races. Apparently, "hippo" means something like circus and no real hippos were involved in these races, though I do think a hippo race could be quite entertaining.

Our next stop was Mt. Carmel where Elijah had a little show down with the prophets of Baal. You can read the story in 1 Kings 3:17-40 but the Reader's Digest version is that Elijah basically told all these prophets of the "god" Baal that his God was stronger so they set up a little competition which ends in the prophets of Baal being a tad bit disappointed in their "god" but the God of Elijah shows up big time and does a miracle so big that it can't be denied as "coincidence."

One of the coolest parts of the day for me was looking out over the valley that you can see from Mt. Carmel towards Mt. Tabor and as I looked at it I could imagine the story of how Deborah helped defeat Sisera as told in Judges 4 - 5. It's one of my favorite Bible stories because it's a woman, chosen by God, to lead the people into battle. (And they say women's lib is a new thing.) But, the reason it was so cool for me is that I could actually picture the battle taking place, even though I had forgotten that the army Deborah lead all met up that day on the top of Mt. Tabor until our guide reminded us of that, literally about three minutes before it came into my mind.

After we left Mt. Carmel we headed to Megiddo where it is believed that the final battle of Armegedon will take place. Well, the battle will be in a valley, but to see it we had to walk up to the old city that was built around the time of King Solomon. By now, the temperature was about 80 - 90 degrees and humid. It was actually pretty awesome to see the old city but like I said, it was hot and by the time we got to the top of the hill, I was a little ill; a rather annoying combination of heat and jet lag mixed with a body that has apparently skipped the workout center just a few too many times recently. Then, we walked down 183 steps to see how they got water into the city using an underground tunnel. We actually walked through the tunnel and out the other side (another 80 steps up!) It was at this point, I considered just lying down and waiting for the paramedics to show up, but I persevered, rehydrated at lunch and was fine the rest of the day.

Believe it or not, we fit all of this in BEFORE lunch which we had at the YMCA. I was surprised by the luncheon location but it really was pretty good.

After lunch we visited just a few more sites before we quit for the day. First we went to the Church of the Annunciation which is built over the house that is believed to be where Mary, Mother of Jesus, lived and was visited by Gabriel. It doesn't really matter to me whether it was the exact house where Mary was visited by Gabriel, or if Gabriel met her someplace else, but it was just kind of cool to see what the homes were like around the time of Christ. The ONE picture I chose for today was taken UNDER that church and shows the ruins of Nazareth from when Jesus walked the earth.




We left this church to head to a Greek Orthodox church which is over a well that Mary most likely used. The Greek Orthodox church believes that this is where the angel Gabriel appeared to Mary. Like I said, my faith does not depend on where Mary heard she was going to be the mother of Jesus. I enjoyed seeing both spots.

As we headed to the Kibbutz where we'll spend the next two nights, we stopped at "Sea Level" and looked DOWN on the Sea of Galilee. The Sea of Galilee is approximately 650 feet BELOW sea level. Our kibbutz is on the Sea of Galilee and it's a beautiful location, which I can only imagine will be much quieter than last night's stay in Tel Aviv.

Phew! No wonder I'm so tired tonight. It was a LONG day and tomorrow promises more of the same. Time to get to bed.

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First Impressions

Two planes, 13 in-flight hours, not so much sleep, and we've arrived in Tel Aviv. There are always funny stories along the way but my favorite today was when I asked the woman next to us if she was going to Israel for fun. She said, "No, unfortunately not. I'm coming to visit my mom and sister." Apparently they aren't all that entertaining.

Tel Aviv has a beautiful HUGE airport. Getting through passport control went quickly but then we went to get our bags and apparently all flights that had just come in were using the same baggage carousel. You see all the people in this picture?


When we got our bags, there were just five people left waiting! It was like having a huge cruise ship of people all getting off the boat at one time. But, on the bright side, there was no lost luggage.

O.K., it's been a long day so I'm going to give you a quick overview of my first impression of Tel Aviv. As we drove to our hotel we saw palm trees, bougainvillea trees (or are they bushes?), a freeway, a metropolitan skyline and smog. And suddenly, I thought I was in Los Angeles!

Today is Friday and the Israelis are celebrating Shabbot. It's a huge family night and as we were walking around town we saw families at the park, having a fabulous time at 9:00 at night. Everyone seemed to be having fun and it was great to see families spending some quality time together.

We had dinner at our hotel. It's all part of the package deal. It was fine, Nothing I'd consider outstanding. I decided to be brave and taste this little delicacy wrapped in grape leaves. I'd had something similar to that when we were in Armenia that wasn't too bad so I was living on the edge. Welll, it just about put me over the edge. It tasted as though it had been pickled and if you've ever been out to eat with me you know I DON'T LIKE PICKLES. Let's just say it wasn't pretty.

But, after dinner we took a walk down by the Mediterranean Sea to a lovely little restaurant called Max Brenner. Max Brenner specializes in all things chocolate. We'd heard about it before leaving home. Here's just a sample of someone's dessert.


It's probably best that we're leaving here in the morning so that we can't go back there. The poor waiter. We hadn't stopped for local currency yet, and let's just say, he was incredibly patient with us as we figured out how to pay. You can't put your tip on the credit card so one of our team member had some change. We showed him the change and asked if it was something like 40 shekels. It was more like 40 cents. Good thing we asked or he might have thought of us as cheap!

Well, time for bed. Hopefully more tomorrow.

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This is a Test

I have decided that I was born a half generation too early for all of this technology stuff. But, I'm trying. So, I bought an iPad with the intent that it would be much lighter to haul around when I'm traveling. It all seemed so simple, and yet, not so much. It seems that I can't post directly onto my blog account from my iPad. Well, that's special!

Now what? It turns out that there is an "App for that" as they say. Sure, it cost $3, but still, a small price to pay for a lighter load. So, this blog is a test to see if it actually works. Tomorrow we are leaving for Israel, thus the need for the test. I'm hoping to post about my adventures while I'm gone so check back. If there isn't a new post every day (starting Saturday or Sunday) it will mean one of three things. 1) There is no Internet access. 2) I'm too tired to type. Or 3) I've wasted $3.

I'm closing this note with a picture of our beautiful granddaughter due February 8. It's the only picture currently on my iPad at the moment and seriously, I already think she's pretty cute. Don't you?


Oh, I forgot to say, that I'm hoping to be able to upload photos during our trip, depending on the internet speed. That's why I had to add one to this post. And look! It worked! Now I can finish packing.
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Want to Complain about Your Government? Thank a Veteran

I just came inside from hanging up my flag. It’s Veteran’s Day today. Some might not realize that until their mail doesn’t show up. I have to admit, that some years, I’m probably one of those people. But, this year, I’m on top of it and even managed to get my flag hung before noon. Did you know that if you are going to hang your flag on Memorial Day you’re supposed to wait until noon to hang it if you don’t have a flag pole that allows you to hang it at half-mast? But, I digress. And this isn’t Memorial Day. Today, I’m here to talk about our veterans, all of the brave men and women who have served our country.

Last weekend the Cannon Falls Rotary Club sponsored “A Salute to Veterans.” The Bloomington (MN) Medalist Concert Band came to our little town and played some excellent renditions of patriotic songs. It was a moving and inspiring program that also included narration regarding each war along with some photos taken during those war times. One might wonder why we’d need to see some of the pictures, and yet, I think that sometimes it’s too easy for us to forget the price that has been paid for our freedom.

As part of the program we were addressed by Dennis W. Schulstad, retired Brigadier General, USAF. One of the things he said really hit home with me and thus, I’m sharing it with you today.

Reporters didn't give us Freedom of the Press
Authors didn't give us Freedom of Speech
The Clergy didn't give us Freedom of Religion
Campus organizers didn't give us the Right to Protest
and politicians certainly didn't give us the Right to Vote

....all of these rights and privileges we enjoy in this great nation were given to us by Veterans who fought for them over the years.

It is because of those veterans that we have the ability to complain about our government, criticize or applaud the current administration, and even rally in orderly protest without concern of being jailed, tortured or shot. Not all countries have that privilege. Actually, most don’t.

So, today, if you are out and about, or you know a veteran of ANY war, please stop and say thanks. You have the right and the privilege to do so. Use it!

My mother-in-law, Emily Holte, was a veteran. She is no longer around for me to thank but I wanted to share a picture of her taking her oath with the WAVES (Women Accepted for Voluntary Emergency Service - don’t you love that?) in February 1943. Emily is in the first row on the far left (as you look at the picture) wearing a camel colored coat. She has her hand in the air - that'll narrow it down for you.

And thanks to my sweet, Boppa, who served in WWI, and passed on many years ago. I probably didn’t know enough to thank him for his service when I was younger. Don’t miss your chance.

Starting a New Campaign

Have you noticed anything different in the last four days? There hasn’t been one television ad, radio ad or flyer delivered to your door in support of a political candidate or referendum. I don’t know about you but I think there is something about the week after elections that is akin to the week after New Year, but way better. Instead of post-holiday let-down, it’s more like post-election celebration. Oh sure, if our candidate lost we may not be as excited but there is still a certain amount of relief when it’s all over.

After my son, Paul, voted on Tuesday he said he felt like he’d just taken his ACT tests. He’s not far off. I think it’s more like a college exam. You go to class, get handed a sheet of paper with little circles on it that need to be filled in (at least in Minnesota), and you start filling in the answers. You studied, you know the answers, but wait, no one told you that there’d be bonus questions and suddenly you find yourself woefully unprepared and it’s too late to ask for help. Who should get my vote for judge in the 9^th district? Shoot! I should have studied better!

The truth is that I’m probably one of the most apolitical people you’ll ever meet. I’m not without an opinion, mind you, I’m just not politically inclined. I won’t argue politics with you and I won’t post on Facebook who I’m voting for, but make no mistake I will vote. Lots of people worked very hard to make sure women had the right to vote and I don’t intend to let them down.

All that said, there is ONE thing that I might consider fighting for in the political arena; some common decency. We’ve all seen the ads. It doesn’t matter which side of the line you’re on, the ads are nasty. They are filled with hateful remarks and half-truths about the opposing candidate. Is this really the kind of behavior we want to see from anyone, let alone the people representing us at the local, state and national level? Is this the kind of behavior we’d like our children to emulate? Isn’t there any way to stop this craziness?

Listen up politicians of the future. I promise you, if you can run a clean campaign in which you tell me what you’re going to do for my country, my state, or my local town and you refrain from telling me how evil your opponent is, I’ll most likely vote for you. There are a few major issues that could swing my vote the other direction, but in general, I think a person who can show some morals during a campaign might actually show up on the job with those same morals. (I do need to go on record here and say that I have a couple of friends in politics whom I know to be morally upright people and would not play dirty in their campaign but they don’t live in my area so I didn’t see their ads.)

Who’s with me? We could start our own campaign; PMUA - People for Morally Upright Advertisements or PADAC – People Against Dirty Ad Campaigns. If we start now, maybe by the time the next election campaigns start we’ll have made some progress. We’ve only got about 12 months. Yikes!