“…to those who reside as aliens.” 1 Peter 1:1
Well, it’s Saturday, which means everyone is taking advantage of the fact that it’s Sabbath and they are all laying around or reading the newspaper or on the internet or watching TV. So, for those of you who simply can’t stand not knowing what’s going on with me, I thought I’d find something to say.
For starters I took a couple of pictures: this one is the wall where I go to pray most mornings at what I call “Abraham’s Overlook” (not the real name, but it is descriptive enough). Notice the olive trees in the background. It looks out over the Temple Mount in the distance. I go there around 7AM when the sun is warm and the breeze coming up from the valley is nice and cool. Here is the little “mall” where I shop for groceries just down from where I pray. It has a couple of barber shops and a post office along with the small market where I get cereal and hummus.
So, what have I been doing this past week?
Mainly I’ve been sending out resumes and answering emails. I sent resumes to the American International School in Cairo and the American International School in Cyprus. Just trying to stay close around Israel so I can be involved in tours scheduled for next year.
Tomorrow (Sunday) I will hand carry my resume to the Hebrew University which is here in Jerusalem on Mt. Scopus. Monday or Tuesday I’m supposed to have an interview with the local director of an organization called Wall Street Institute which is kind of like an English language tutoring service.
Then, of course, I always have laundry to do.
Thursday I decided to take a walk to a part of the Old City’s wall which I’d not been to in a couple of years. I took the bus downtown and walked to the Old City and walked along its northern wall and spent some time in one of the museums. I walked past the Damascus Gate and took this picture. The gate in the upper section is the current ground level while the lower gate to the left was street level in Jesus’ time. It was probably this lower gate through which Jesus was made to carry the cross. I then turned around, facing the opposite direction, and took this picture of what some think was the “place of the skull”. Many consider this the most logical place of Jesus’ crucifixion. You have to look hard to see the cliff under the cemetery. It’s weird to see this place behind a present-day bus station. Just to the left of this hill (can’t see it behind the buildings) is the Garden Tomb.
On my walk around the city wall I lost the cell phone Danny loaned me, so I tried to retrace my steps, but never found it. When I got home I called the cell phone’s number but it was busy (someone was using it). After that, no one answered the phone. Oh, well.
Is that enough news? Stay tuned…
One final thing: Late this afternoon I stood on our patio/balcony and looked to the east across to the Jordan Valley. On very rare days or evenings you can see the Mountains of Moab on the other side of the Jordan River in the country of Jordan. This afternoon you could barely see these mountains. Normally, the dust from the lowest place on the planet obscures these lofty mountains at the base of which Joshua entered the area and set up his camp that covered an area 7 miles wide by 12 miles long. Here is the picture. You may have to squint to see the mountains as the camera didn’t do a very good job.