Sunday, March 14, 2010

Negev, Wadi Zin, Masada, Dead Sea, 06-08 MAR 2010








Earlier this month, we went with Dr. Wright's "Physical Settings" class to the Negev. It was three full days of our own wanderings in the desert!

We got there by first passing through the The Shephelah (the lowland) in south-central Israel. We stood where we could see the areas of Judah, Benjamin & Dan which includes Zorah where Samson was born & buried. Dr. Wright read passages from the book of Judges and talked about the battles that ensued in the valley below us. We envisioned Samson trekking to Timnah to take a Philistine woman as his wife. Judges 14:4 says, "His parents did not know that this was from the LORD, who was seeking an occasion to confront the Philistines; for at that time they were ruling over Israel." It's all recorded in the Bible, but in the end Samson took his own life and crying out, "Let me die with the Philistines!" And, "thus he killed many more when he died than while he lived." His body was returned to Zorah where he was buried.

We visited the battle site where David slew Goliath, and viewed Gath (Goliath's hometown) at a distance. Then on to the ruins of Lachish. During Old Testament times Lachish served an important protective function in defending Jerusalem and the interior of Judea. The easiest way to get a large attacking army (such as an Assyrian army), up to Jerusalem was to approach from the coast. Lachish was one of several city/forts guarding the canyons that lead up to Jerusalem and greater Judea. In order to lay siege to Jerusalem an invading army would first have to take Lachish, which guarded the mountain pass. During the reign of Hezekiah, King of Judah, the Assyrians, under King Sennacherib, attempted to take Jerusalem, and, in that campaign, succeeded in taking Lachish (see 2 Chronicles 32:9 and Isaiah 36:1-3). Modern excavation of the site has revealed that the Assyrians built a stone and dirt ramp up to the level of the Lachish city wall, thereby allowing the soldiers to charge up the ramp and storm the city. Excavations revealed approximately 1,500 skulls in one of the caves near the site, and hundreds of arrowheads on the ramp and at the top of the city wall, indicating the ferocity of the battle.

We visited the ancient ruins of the Canaanite city of Tel Arad. A "tel" is a hill or mound, and the word is commonly used to reference archaeological sites of ancient cities. Habitatation of Tel Arad by the Israelites began in the 11th century BC, after being abandoned for some 1500 years. A fortress was erected on the site, apparently during the reign of King Solomon in the second half of the 10th century BC. After the destruction of the first temple in the year 586 BC, the Arad fortress continued to serve as a military transit station during the time of the Persian rule. Then the Romans had possession and turned it into a stronghold, but ceased functioning in this capacity sometime during the 2nd century BC. After its capture by the Arabs in the 7th century AD, it served as a wayside inn until its destruction in the 8th century AD. Tel Arad has remained uninhabited ever since. We spent our two nights at a youth hostel in modern Arad, a small lovely community up in the desert. It is mostly a Jewish population.

On Sunday we went to Tel Beer Sheva (Beersheba). This is the land where Abraham would have shepherded. The remains of Tel Beer Sheva attest to its habitation in the fourth millennium BC. After a gap of more than 2,000 years (at the end of the second millenium BC, the Iron Age, also known as the Israelite period) settlement was renewed. It was then continuously occupied for about 500 years, finally as a fortress for the Herodians, then the Romans & finally the Arabs. There is a well at the entrance to the city and some suggest that it is connected to the one mentioned in Genesis 21:27-32 in the story of the alliance of Abraham and Isaac with the Philistines at Beer Sheva. The oath sworn at the well gave the city its name (sheva means "seven" and "oath" in Hebrew).

We visited the burial site of David & Paula Ben Gurion which overlooks the Wadi Zin. He was the leader of the Zionist movement and first prime minister of Israel. After leading Israel to victory in 1948, he oversaw the immigration of vast numbers of Jews from all over the world. Upon retiring from political life in 1970, he moved to Sde Boker, a kibbutz in the Negev, where he lived until his death.

We then went into the Wadi Zin, a ravine on the northern fringes of En Avedat which is a canyon in the Negev Desert. We walked deep in the canyon, finally climbing narrow steps up to the top. It was absolutely beautiful! I'm guessing Moses & the Israelites might disagree with me after being in the area for forty years! We experienced a mild early spring day, compared to the heat of the summer when the temperature can reach over 120 degrees! It would have been a perfect trek, except that two large groups of young people showed up at the same time we did . . . one being young Israeli boys & girls on a field trip, and the other being 120 young Ethopian Jewish boys who immigrated here three years ago and now call Israel "home". They were screaming, blowing trumpets, singing, clapping as we were attempting to single file climb out of the ravine. Suddenly, these young men just started scaling the rock around us! It wouldn't have been a concern except that one rock loosened could have started a dangerous landslide. In the end, we all made it out just fine. I think we got just an inkling of what Moses had to deal with in herding all those people around!
Once out of the wadi, we drove to a lookout over the wilderness. In one photo, notice I'm sitting on the edge of a precipice. It doesn't look all that impressive until you look at the next photo where I have on my blue jacket and have walked a distance away . . . with the cliffline in the background! What was I thinking?!?!?!?!?!

Monday we drove to Masada. Just like Petra, it gave me chills. It is majestic like Petra, but the history is what gets you. This stronghold overlooking the Dead Sea was the site on which Herod the Great erected some of his most daring buildings, including a three tiered palace on the cliffline. Masada is also the scene of one of the most dramatic episodes in human history, when 960 Zealot defenders preferred to kill themselves rather than surrender to the Romans three years after the destruction of the second temple by Titus in 70 AD. The only source of its history is the contemporary account by Josephus. The account of the siege of Masada was related to Josephus by two women who survived the suicide by hiding inside a cistern along with five children, and repeated Eleazar ben Ya'ir's exhortations to his followers, prior to the mass suicide, verbatim to the Romans. Because Judaism strongly discourages suicide, Josephus reported that the defenders killed their families and drew lots to kill each other in turn, down to the last man who would be the only one to actually take his own life. Josephus records a dramatic speech in which Eleazar ordered his men to destroy everything except the foodstuffs to show that the defenders retained the ability to live, and so chose their own death over slavery. There is considerable debate among historians today as to the accuracy of Josephus account. Whether fact or fiction, Masada is absolutely magnificent in appearance! My experience was magnified as we climbed up to the top alongside the siege ramp built by the Romans. As we reached the top, we encountered a celebration of shofars, drums, wild singing, clapping & dancing . . . it a was a bar mitzvah! The large group went from site to site atop Masada, carrying the Torah with them. Along the way, the honored carrier would kiss it. I never saw the young honoree, a lad soon to be a man. He was surrounded by too many happy guests! Dr. Wright said that even Jews from the US will charter planes to bring guests to Masada for their young boy's 13 yr old hallmark celebration. Another interesting note for the day was wherever there was a crowd of people, there were plain clothed men carrying rifles over their shoulders. I was told that it is necessary for protection and mandatory for school outings.
After descending Masada (several of us opted for the easy cable car down), we drove to the Dead Sea for a swim (bob). One of our guys remarked, "It was kinda like swimming in jello." You can't help but float, but it was cool & refreshing. Some of the kids swam around a bend where there are pools of mud mineral deposits. They coated themselves and then swam back to the clear water to wash off. This is the stuff they bottle up and sell for large amounts of money in the cosmetic/spa industries. Nat & I preferred to just float for a while. I kept my head above water because the salt content was just too strong and I didn't want to get it in my eyes. I tasted salt for a long while after swimming, as it came in through my pores. And even after showering twice, I still felt a little sting if I rubbed my eyes with my fingers.

After grilled hot dogs on the "beach" (thanks to Dr. Wright & our bus driver), we drove just across the road and down a bit to En Gedi, specifically the Wadi David. Talk about a contrast! This oasis in the desert is lush with greenery & multiple waterfalls into pools of clear, cool water. The name Wadi David comes from the tradition that it was in this area that David hid from Saul in caves. One close encounter is recorded in I Samuel 24 where David spares Saul's life. One of our students had a close encounter of his own while attempting to climb up a waterfall. Halfway up, he realized the remainder of the climb was extremely slippery with moss. As he maneuvered, I prayed. He managed to inch his way back down (with the help of another student in the shallow pool below) and finally just jumped. I was so glad to get my hands on that boy! I gave him a big hug . . . and got really, really wet . . .

Last stop before heading back to JUC in time for dinner was Qumran. It is best known as the settlement nearest to the hiding place of the Dead Sea Scrolls in the caves of the sheer desert cliffs. The Dead Sea Scrolls are a collection of about 900 documents, including texts from the Hebrew Bible discovered between 1947 and 1956 in eleven caves by a young Bedouin shepherd. The most complete document is the scroll of Isaiah.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_sea_scrolls
I cannot adequately relay how impressive these field studies are with Dr. Wright. I can only attempt to journal a few thoughts to give a sense of what an opportunity we have been given! I know it will be helpful to label photos, and I will as soon as I figure out how! Just start with the first photo at the beginning and work down toward the text . . . . . . . . .

Next weekend, we will journey to the Sea of Galilee for another three days . . . oh my . . .

Shalom y'all

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Samaria & Vespers, 26 FEB





Samaria & Vespers Testimony 26 FEB

On our latest field study trip while driving through Samaria, we saw where Jacob tended the land all those years with Leah while waiting for younger sister Rachel's hand; thanks alot Laban. The land was portioned to his sons and their descendents. We saw some of the most beautiful countryside yet as we traveled through Joseph's allotment (Genesis 49-22-26), later divided between his sons Ephraim & Manasseh (known as the "half tribes").

We spent time on Mount Gerazim, the site of Israel shouting out blessings across the valley to Mount Ebal (Deut 11). We visited a community of Samaritans, one of only 2 left worldwide comprising just 750 people (here at Mt. Gerazim & Tel Aviv where some have gone for work). They numbered over a million prior to 1917 when their population dwindled to just over a hundred. The priest took time to explain some of the heritage of the Samaritan sect, and their belief in the Messiah's coming in the end times. In a typically Eastern mentality, the importance of claiming priority in traditions and practices shone through. They see themselves as the main heirs of Moses and in possession of the original scroll of the Pentateuch, as well as the oldest written language. hmmmmmm

They mainly want to live in peace and claim their right to exist in the "old ways", which includes a right to land and animal sacrifice. We have learned that you can purchase "tickets" to the Passover ritual. I'll pass over this. . . They speak Arabic, worship in a synagogue, and sure do think a lot of Jesus. Dr. Wright said that being such a small sect, they just can't afford to tick anybody off! I said they need a banner stretching across the entrance to their one street through their lovely little town "Why Can't We All Just Get Along". I was fascinated with them . . . Oh yeah, and about that dwindling population? They are always in the market for women to increase their numbers. Anybody interested???

Later on in the day we spent time at the biblical site of Shiloh, a venue for the tabernacle before it got moved around and ended up in Jerusalem. Although raining off and on all day,the bottom dropped out while we were there, and we found shelter in old Byzantine church remains for our picnic lunch (see video clip).

Back to JUC in time for shabbat dinner and vespers service. It was our privilege to speak to the students that night. Nat introduced the Beltway video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y0uHnr3pnpA by saying, in short, that sometimes blessings come from tragedy (of course referencing Kenzley). Then we showed the video. I spoke briefly afterward telling them that we sent a birthday gift to our granddaughter who would be celebrating her fourth the next day, February 27th. I said that I personally don't know a parent, or grandparent, who doesn't want to bless their children. We get that Godly characteristic from our Father, who also wants to bless us as His children. But that is not His purpose. His purpose is to redeem mankind, and He wants to partner with us in that process. He also is preparing each of us to rule & reign with Him in eternity. The testimony of our lives (especially in the tough stuff) overcomes the enemy, witnesses to others of a sustaining faith, and readies us for our eternal assignment. I also said that when difficulties come into our lives, and they surely will, we can do one of several things. We can turn away, turn inward, or press into Him to find out what He is wanting to teach us. For me, it has been about the realities of Heaven. I believe that on a large scale the Church of Jesus Christ has lost interest in learning about our future home. I expanded just a bit, using Colossians 3:1-4. I hope these students will not only study where Jesus walked . . . but where we will walk with Him.

"Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is you life, appears, then you also will appear with him in glory."

It was good in that it served to put us in even closer relationship with the students, and some have wanted to talk further . . .

Shalom y'all


Wadi Qilt, Jericho, Nebi Samwil, Gezer 20 FEB





Saturday, February 27, 2010

Wadi Qilt, Jericho, Nebi Samwil, Gezer 20 FEB





On Saturday, February 20th, we went on a "Physical Settings" field study trip to the area of Benjamin and Ephraim which includes Wadi Qilt in the Judean desert of the West Bank, Jericho of OT and NT, Nebi Samwil, and ended the day at Gezer.

The wilderness is a vast, beautiful place. But I wouldn't want to travel it by foot . . . or spend the night out there! (Gen 49:27) A Wadi is the channel of a watercourse (we would call it a deep valley or canyon) that is dry except during periods of rainfall. Jerusalem is on the western ridge and has rainfall of approx 24" per year while Jericho less than 15 miles to the east gets only 2". The Wadi Qilt is very deep and a barrier to traffic both foot and vehicular. Travelers must trek alongside it rather than cut across it. This is what Jesus and the disciples would have done traveling from Jericho to Jerusalem. This is probably the area Jesus was referencing in the parable of the Good Samaritan. Needless to say very rough, rugged, desolate, and foreboding terrain.

We then went to New Testament Jericho and visited the site of another Herodian palace. Herod the Great was quite innovative. Here he had the bricks laid in a diamond pattern, making it more sound. He also had a bridge built to span the Wadi Qilt for when waters were on the rise.

We arrived Old Testament Jericho (Joshua Chapter 6) at high noon, and it was very hot. The group, including Nat, went into the site where he saw the excavated remains of the oldest known building, a pre-pottery Neolithic A (8500-7500 BC) tower...see pic. I opted to sit in the shade of a palm tree, amid all the other tourists. I had my sunglasses on and was resting my head on a large clay pot watching the world go by, but apparently looking as though I was napping. A group of Chinese tourists decided to take one another's photo next to me. This happened to me once before on a bench seat across the street from the Garden of Gethsemane. That time it was a group of young Asian guys who weren't shy at all about sliding in next to me for a photo op. I'm not sure what it is about me, but they sure do find me fascinating! Perhaps they think me a rare Israeli antiquity?

We then went to Nebi Samwil (City of Samuel and traditionally the site of his tomb but probably not accurate inspite of the highway roadsign!). It is a Palestinian village just north of Jerusalem. We climbed atop a building which serves as both a synagogue and a mosque! From the roof we could see Jerusalem (City of David) and City of Saul (and other locales). We sat and listened, using our imaginations, as Dr. Wright read about Joshua and the Israelites and all of the chases & battles that took place below us. From this same vantage, it was amazing to see how close in proximity the two capitols of Saul & David were.

Our last stop was at Gezer to see the remains and one of Solomon's six chambered gates, which had been excavated by JUC students and staff (in the 1970's, I think). The surrounding hill country of Ephraim/Benjamin was absolutely lush and green with panoramic views of Tel Aviv and the Mediterranean.

We also saw some large upright stones. Archeologists suggest that the stones represent a treaty between the city of Gezer and nine other Canaanite city states. Rituals related to a treaty between these cities were probably performed here. Amid them was an altar. But what was important to the students? Who can climb up to the top of one faster . . . the girls or the boys!

Shalom y'all

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Thirty-five years ago today . . . . .

I grew up in a very loving family, though not particularly religious. I doubt that anyone would have denied God's existence, and my two sisters & I were taken to Sunday School, but we just didn't talk about Jesus or discuss Christianity. And the huge Bible which would have provided everything we needed to know sat unopened on the living room shelf . . .

I was a rebellious teenager, and continued to make bad choices into my young adult life. One day a very good friend, Ann, told me that she had re-dedicated her life to Christ . . . huh???? And she expended a tremendous amount of time trying to convince me that I needed Him in my life, too. My response, "I'm glad for you, but it's just not for me."

One Friday afternoon . . . specifically February 21, 1975 I was finishing up my day as a secretary with the utility company in Corpus Christi, Texas. I was reading the newspaper and a very small public notice in the classified section caught my eye: "Gardendale Baptist Church will present the film The Rapture tonight at 7pm". Well, Ann had told me about this mysterious catching away of Christians and I thought, "Wow! If they can capture this on film I want to see it!" So, I called Ann and asked if she had any plans that evening. She coolly replied, "No, whatcha got in mind?" When I asked if she wanted to see the film with me, she said sure and asked what time she could pick me up. I told her I would meet her at the church, because I wanted my own car to attend a party afterward (I knew she wouldn't want to go to this particular party).

I met her in the church foyer and as we entered the sanctuary she said, "Hey, there are two seats in the middle of this row. Okay with you?" It was great with me because it was close to the back of the church! So we made our way in and sat down in time for the film to begin. It really wasn't very good. In retrospect, how do you capture such an event anyway? When it ended, a visiting evangelist spoke. I don't remember anything he said, but God was closing in on me! At the close of his message, the evangelist said, "I don't always do this, but I want to ask a question . . . If you were to die when you leave tonight, and you know for certain you will go to Heaven, I want you to stand up." I was caught! There I was sitting next to Ann. I had told her, repeatedly, that her "religion" wasn't for me. If I stood, I was a liar. And as most around me stood, I remained seated and for the first time felt something I had never heard of or felt before. Conviction.

The evangelist asked that those who remained seated make their way to the front for prayer. It was as if I didn't even feel my legs take me from the middle of that row, down the aisle, to the altar. In retrospect, I appreciate God's sense of humor in dealing with my pride issue. It would have been a much easier and closer walk had I not been sitting all the way in the back of the church! I knelt down, trying to decide what to say. The only two prayers I knew to date were "Now I lay me down to sleep" and "God is great, God is good, and we thank Him for this this food." Neither seemed to apply. So I said, "God, Ann says you are real and that she has a personal relationship with you. If this is true, I believe I need you in my life because nothing else seems to be working for me." I opened my eyes to realize that I was the only adult kneeling at the altar. There I was with about dozen small children who had come to give their hearts to Jesus. To his credit, the evangelist came to me and asked if we could talk for a few minutes. We went to a side pew where he went through some scriptures with me, explaining my need for a saviour, and prayed with me again. Something else I had never felt before . . . Peace.

We went to Ann's mother's home after the service (I completely forgot about the party I was to go to). I found out that early that morning, Ann's mother "Molly" called her, "Would you like to believe God for a miracle today?"

Ann, "Sure. What's up?"

Molly, "I just read in the newspaper that Gardendale Baptist Church is showing a film on the rapture tonight. Let's pray that Shirley will want to go."

Ann, "Okay! I'll call her and ask her."

Molly, "That's not a miracle. Let's pray and believe that she'll want to go without prompting." Well, you can imagine Ann's surprise when I called her at 4:45 that afternoon asking if she wanted to go see the film.

There I sat that night in Molly's living room experiencing something else for the first time . . . pure, unadulterated joy! After a short while, people began showing up I had never met before. I found out that Ann and these people had been gathering two nights a week for the past year praying for my salvation. Ann had called them and told them to be at the church that night to continue to pray. They arrived early and sat in a way to form a "prayer circle" in the pews, with two seats available in the middle. God and Ann knew I would want to sit in the back!

I have stayed in touch with Ann & Molly over these years. Her little sister, Susan, and I are now best friends. She was part of the "conspiracy", too, and I'm forever grateful to the Bludworth Family. And I'm glad to say that everyone in my family are now Christians, too. God just needs a seed . . .

Today is Sunday and here I am in Jerusalem (who would have guessed). It's been a wonderful day as Nat & I attended Christ Church and I've reflected on these 35 years since that Friday in Corpus Christi, Texas. So much has happened since I walked that aisle and gave my heart to Jesus! Those little children who prayed alongside me that night would be young adults now. I hope their journey with the Lord has been as meaningful as mine. I'll ask them someday . . . soon I think. Because He who called me is faithful.

"Behold, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to everyone according to what he has done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.
Blessed are those who wash their robes, that they may have the right to the tree of life and may go through the gates into the city . . . The Spirit and the bride say, "Come!" And let him who hears say, "Come!" Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life . . . He who testifies to these things says, "Yes, I am coming soon."
Revelation 22

"Let us rejoice and be glad, and give Him glory! For the wedding of the Lamb has come, and His bride has made herself ready. Fine linen, bright and clean, was given to her to wear. Fine linen stands for the righteous acts of the saints.
Revelation 19:7-8

Amen. Come, Lord Jesus.

Got your robe washed?

Shalom y'all
Shirley