Monthly Archive: February 2013
I first heard about this lake and Jesus’ ministry around it from my grandmother, or as I called her, Mungama. As a kid, she taught me to sing “Peter, James, and John on a...
I tasted fresh mustard seed from this wild, indigenous and prosperous ground cover here in Israel. I recalled how sharp and pungent it is. Is there something about being a Christian that is, or...
4,000 years old. The ancient city was just a hill, and only partly excavated. Not much to look at, so we only drove by. Our destination was the “Old City” right next door, closer...
The apostle Peter didn’t know what to say when he witnessed Jesus shining like the sun on the mountain. He stammered about building booths and spoke like a man waking from a dream. The...
This is departure day. I’ve met up with my 30 other fellow pilgrims. We are currently in the Philadelphia airport and just waiting for the final boarding call to depart for Tel Aviv.
Well, I’m making final preparations this week for my trip to Israel. I’ve spent time perusing the weather of Nazareth, Jerusalem, and the Dead Sea. I’ve looked over my minimalist packing and keep trying...
Ashes. We don’t deal in ashes, really. There’s the dust that collects on my dresser, or on the dashboard of my car, but I’m not really confronted by true ashes on any regular basis....