Shalom! I hope this finds you all well, I know it finds you blessed. I told you last evening that I would be brief in the blog, but it grew larger than I had expected. My plan for tonight is to do what I intended to do last night, we will see.
By the way, when I posted the number of steps we have taken and the translation of those steps into miles I know you already know the mileage was for all the days we have been here and not just for one day. The pace is not too quick and it is doable by most anyone who will come.
I am sorry that there will be no pictures for tonight’s blog. There are two reasons for that, so hopefully tomorrow will provide more options.
We slept in this morning, 6:00AM wake up call. Departure on the bus was at 8:00AM and then we headed for the Old City and a walk along the “traditional path Jesus took on His way to Golgotha.” I say traditional for many reasons I will not even attempt to address in this blog, but although we do not know the route we do know, as John records, that “And he bearing his cross went forth into a place called the place of a skull, which is called in the Hebrew Golgotha:”
We were at the street level of the first century and the stones we walked on today are, no doubt, some of the same stones Jesus stood and walked on as the Roman soldiers mocked and ridiculed Him just hours before His crucifixion. We read Scripture, prayed, and sang. The Spirit of the Lord was both rich and sweet. Never a more fitting song than “Were You There” moved our hearts in many ways. Closing with a circle prayer was a fitting way to bring our time there to an end.
The Via Delarosa, for me, is a wonderful experience. Why? There are many reasons, but one of the most significant is that pilgrims like myself get to experience the crowded streets of Jerusalem as they may have been in the day our Lord carried His cross towards Calvary.
We are lunch on “Main Street” or the Cardo. Some of us ate pizza, others a fresh bread that they all is very good, a “falafel” was a choice of others. We took a little time to sit and watch the local foot traffic as we ate, and even had some shopping time for the ladies and then it was on to a wonderful experience as we walked under the Wailing Wall. How I wish you have been with us. Without doubt this is one of my favorite places to visit while in the Holy Land.
For instance while in the Western Wall Tunnel, we saw one stone used by Herod the Great in the temple mount construction that was 42 feet long, 10 feet high, and an estimated 12 feet thick. Hana told us this single stone weights an amazing 600 tons.
The weather was perfect and although we walked quite a long way today and are now very tired, we are thankful for having had such a marvelous privilege.
As we stopped in the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, I encouraged our group to see with their eyes, hear with their ears, and see with their hearts also. The church was cold in more ways than being physically that way. The contrast that exists between being in the Church of the Holy Sepulcher and in the place called Gordon’s Calvary is poles apart.
We were privileged to see the place called “Calvary” or the place of the “skull” just outside of the Damascus Gate laying a little north of the Old City. We were guided in the guided by a guide from within that community who gave a number of wonderful and interesting reasons why this place known as “Gordon’s Calvary” could very well be the actual place our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ was crucified, was buried, and that arose on the third and appointed morning.
While in the garden, we had a worship service that included participating in the Lord’s Supper. It was a sweet service. We sang, we prayed, we testified, and for a few minutes I tried to preach out of Romans 1:1–4. I’m not sure about the others, but I certainly enjoyed myself.
Communion was distributed by two of our male travelers. Dr. David commented on the Lord’s Supper early in the service and I read a passage from the Gospel of Matthew 26. We had communion in Gordon’s Calvary! No that’s something that just does not happen to often.
It was back to the bus and our hotel for our last full night’s stay. Supper was good and the meeting was also.
It is HARD to believe we only have one more day of touring, but that is it. Tomorrow we travel to Herodian. The place, newly discovered, where King Herod the Great was buried. From there we will take some time to visit at the Israeli Museum. Then back to the hotel after lunch for packing, talking, and attempting to get a little sleep before our 1:00 AM departure from the hotel for David Ben Gurion airport and our 5:00 AM flight home.
Thanks for reading these blogs. I pray they have been a help to you in some degree. I have enjoyed doing them, although it has demanded more of my time than I imagined it would.
I hope you all rest well tonight. We will soon, the good Lord willing, be back in our own beds and with our own families. Yes, we will also be hoping for the effects of jet lag to wear off more quickly than they probably will.
Oh well, tomorrow is another day and the Lord’s grace will be sufficient for its events. It is my prayer that God will keep you in His gracious care.
Until the next time…
Shalom!
:O)Tom/Deb