Hear O Israel… Part 4
I do promise to finish this up soon. My thanks to all those who have stuck with me, adjusting feeders, etc… I do wish to make this a better habit. I imagine my children’s, children someday visiting these words and finding encouragement and inspiration. My hope is those who find this today are encouraged somehow in my ramblings to write their thoughts. There are so many wonderful stories in blogland. In contrast to the junk brought forth in the nightly news, it’s nice to read great stories such as, confessions of a CF husband. My wife keeps track of many great stories of lives with struggles and hope that carries them through. I realize in these blogs, hope is winning and Christ is our strength.
So I continue to learn this idea of blogging from many talented folks. My apologizes to those blogs I’ve enjoyed and have not shared in my blog role.
It’s now May, I’m 38 and in a few short days my oldest daughter will turn 13. It seems as if Israel was only a dream now. The things I wish I had thought of when I was there. The things I know know I wish I had known then. Thank you to my friend Daniel who has explained a lot of Christian Orthodoxy to me.
I believe my last post left me with having clean clothes and resting on the sea of Galilee. Although, it is not called the sea of Galilee there in Israel… It is, Kineret. We stayed at the YMCA hostel, which I must say was very, VERY, nice. If you must find yourself in Tiberias, be sure to stay at the Y. (A side note: It wasn’t until we arrived at the Y, and my host, Nir, who handled our lodging, did I know we would each have our own room. I have always shared lodging with others wherever I traveled. Tents, hotels, even cars. I was concerned he might snore all night. Trust me on this one, I’ve been baptized with fire sleeping in the same room with people who snore… Greg, Steve, are you reading this? I was willing to live a little knowing the risk that my host might snore… I guess, Nir must have thought the same thing about me…”I bet he snores… I better get separate rooms. I don’t want to be up all night.”)
I do appreciate the thoughtfulness of my host. Wanting to see what the sunrise on the sea of Galilee, I set my alarm just before sunrise.
It was a windy and choppy morning on the lake. It gave me a great perspective on what a storm might be like on the water. I must say, I wouldn’t have wanted to be on the lake that morning. A small boat was anchored near the shore and it was taking a beating from the waves. Now mind you, this wasn’t a storm… This was a nice windy winter morning. No surprise that the apostle flipped out when their boat was taking on water and Jesus was sleeping in the boat.
Not sure I could have slept peacefully on this windy winter morning in any sized boat on the water. What might a storm on the lake look like?
Breakfast was wonderful and I enjoyed food I was not custom to.
We made our way north to the Mt. of Beatitudes. My guide was not familiar with the reasoning or background to why such a name. It was my pleasure to share a bit of Matthew chapter 5 with him.
Now when he saw the crowds, he went up on a mountainside and sat down. His disciples came to him, and he began to teach them saying:
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.
The church that honors this story has atop the church stain glass windows with the verses in latin. My latin is rusty but I was able to figure it out…
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