I’ve been travelling for two days to arrive at the start of the journey! Pilgrimage is like this. So many invisible steps and hurdles to overcome, just to show up. Every day, for all of us, is probably like this! Cairo International Airport. Simon from the agency meets us. Simon the humble, who really is …
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Our day had begun at Tel Dan, where the Jordan river headsprings rush and tumble. It’s a lush, leafy tangle of fig and laurel trees, ferns, and shining wet stones. We walk through them, smelling the freshness. A mini-theatre reveals itself in the forest.
Across the wind and waves of the morning a flute plays, dancing notes flying to the sky. Music floats from Herod’s harbour in Caesarea Maritima to the uttermost parts of the world, like the mission and message of God that once left there on sailing ships with Peter and Paul. What a contrast to what …
Air France threatened to strike. Iran threatened to invade. Worry threatened to overwhelm. But when we arrived, it was to Sharon’s smile, Darrell’s open arms, and his words, “Welcome to my home!” Others from our group had gone early, to explore and enjoy Israel ahead of us. They added their hugs and smiles. Our Jewish …
Anne, we will go to the Church of St. Anne, mother of Mary (grandmother of Jesus.) It’s at the foot of the Mount of Olives, right beside the Pool of Bethesda, where Jesus healed the paralyzed person. It’s a church from Crusader days, set in a lovely garden. Every year, the Palm Sunday procession ends …
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