Israel Day 4 - Part 3

The middle of the day we walked down the craziest streets, most were covered, some with tunnels, and some with just sheet metal, in old Jerusalem   We were making our way to the Wailing wall.  The wall is all that is left of the old temple.  You know, the one that held the Holy of Holies that was split when Jesus died?  The Jewish people believe it to be a holy place and come there to pray.  It's separated into a large "mens section" and smaller womens section.  As I waited to get close enough just to touch it, a group in front of me wheeled a very old woman to the wall.  She was dressed in her best and they lifted her to where she could rest her head against the wall.  She immediately sobbed and prayed passionately in hebrew - oh how I wish I could understand what she was saying!  I just watched her, while all around me women were praying, from their hearts, and from their prayer books in a language I didn't understand, but to my same Father.

The Wailing Wall

Wailing Wall

Prayers jammed in the cracks of the wailing wall

Nehemiahs Wall

If you got a rock from me, it came from this stream

David and Goliaths field was fun.  It was our last stop, and I think since we were so tired, we were being goofy.  We made a funny video, filled our pockets FULL of rocks to bring back, and joked about how we just weren't going to climb up that hill.

David and Goliaths Field

The hill where David and his buds were hanging out.

I must take a minute to thank the man who made this all possible.  My dad provided us with this trip of a lifetime and my mom watched my children while we were gone for the week.  I am FOREVER changed because of it.  I will never read my Bible the same way again.  The things I have seen are priceless.  And I LONG to go back!!!!  I will take my children.  I want them to understand all that Israel is. I can understand now why my dad wanted so badly to take me.  I am forever grateful to my parents for giving Matt and I this amazing gift.  Forever.  Grateful.