How exactly…

… does one condense a three week trip to Israel into a short(ish) blog entry? How do you adequately describe the adventures, the revelations, the changes in your soul through experiencing Jesus’ country first hand?

I am currently in the process of going through about 3800 photos, editing them, and soon will upload them (don’t worry, I’m only going to upload about 1000, as if that is any better). My hope is they will somehow convey what I have experienced and describe what has changed me, as a person, as a believer, and my general perspective on life.

I come away from the trip amazed at how big God is and yet how He loves to meet us in the details of our lives. Here are some of these details from the trip:

  • we began our trip at a kibbutz that was also hosting an international bird festival. I was intrigued not only by the armloads of camera equipment walking into the dining room, but also by the people from literally over the world that were fascinated by these little flying creatures that God cares so much about. Israel is a major migration path for millions of different birds migrating from Europe down to Africa. 
  • toward the end of the trip, God stopped me and gave me my own little bird watching opportunity on the Sea of Galilee. It was like they were showing off and putting on a show just for me at His request. 
  • warm hot tea with steamed milk. Over there, when you ask for milk for your tea, you are likely to get a steaming hot cup of milk to add to you tea’s goodness. It was amazing. 
  • happening up on a bar mitzvah going on at the Zion Gate at the Old City of Jerusalem and getting carried along with the celebration. 
  • getting approached by three young Israeli soldiers for a small interview and then in return getting their photo. 
  • Getting a “drive-by” from Israeli jets as we were at the Dead Sea. They were low and they were very loud. 
  • It seemed that every important site we toured, including the Garden of Gethsemane, the Garden Tomb, the Seven Stairs, the Western Wall tunnel, the old City of David, and the Baptism site were not crowded and at times our group was the only group there. We were able to truly focus on what our guide was telling us at each of these sites.
  • Coming up from the sights, sounds, and bustling of the city of Jerusalem to the over-look and exquisite view of Mount Arbel which was peaceful, chilly, calm, and overlooking the beauty of the Sea of Galilee.

More to come; this is just a start on the journey I’ve recently taken that has had an immediate change on my life, and will continue to bring about change for years to come.

lesson

So I was walking up Madison Ave this afternoon at a fairly brisk pace (needed to get to the Met store before it closed) and BAM! I walked straight into the guy in front of me who suddenly decided to stop and dial a call on his cell phone. I politely smiled and walked around him, but on the inside was feeling smug that I had finally learned to navigate the streets of NYC to such an extent that I now know that stopping in the middle of a busy sidewalk in this city will cause certain calamity.

30 minutes later.

I was on the phone with my sis and having lousy reception, so I stopped to look at my phone and see what was up with it. Yes. I stopped. I stopped in the middle of a busy (and very crowded) sidewalk in this city. BAM. The poor (short) dude who ran into me gave me that look as he side-stepped around me. I’m sure I can guess what he was thinking.

I’m not feeling so smug anymore. Ah pride, you do cause the mighty to fall.

NYC

NYC seems a cold and lonely and not-so-soulful city at times. I came here this trip with a bad attitude. Admittedly, my attitude was really bad. Silly as it may seem, it was bad mostly because I had to leave Austin on an absolutely gorgeous day and come here. To where it’s cold. And busy. And crowded. And soul-less.

But God is good.

He is good to remind me that He is everywhere. There is no place I can go away from Him.And that this city isn’t quite so soul-less after-all.

He reminded me in Starbucks when the music playing overhead was a redone hymn, set in an upbeat, folksy tune. He reminded me when I walked into the office, following some colleagues and when the automatic hallway lights came on, they all three exclaimed, “And God said ‘Let there be light’!”. He reminded me yet again that He is at work in this soulful city, as I overheard two people a couple desks away discussing church and worship and what it means to be a true believer.

God is good. And He is faithful to remind me that He is with me. All the time and everywhere. There is nowhere I can go where He is not already there, at work.

Jesus Sightings on a recent trip to NY

In keeping with the theme from the previous post, I’m trying to “develop an eye for Jesus”. Here are some things I saw and experienced.

  • on the plane – a father caring for his two young sons. he reassured them when there was turbulence, gave them schedule updates as our flight continued to be delayed, spoke to them gently when they got irritated at each other, spoke kindly of their mother (who was not with them), put a protective arm around them both when the plane jumped and acted like it was going to fall from the sky
  • on the streets in NYC – a sweet smile from an older woman I walked past
  • two couples from England who let me go first in line to check into my hotel room when we all get there at the same time around 2am in the morning. i saw them again the next day and it was fun to see “familiar” faces in a sea of strangers
  • getting two standby flights from JFK to ATX after I missed my flight due to travel delays out of the city
  • the AA ticket agent who noticed I’m tall and worked on getting me a seat with more leg room, not just on the leg from JFK to Dallas, but also on the flight from Dallas to ATX
  • on the plane – a (cute) Marine who put my suitcase up in the overhead for me 
  • barely getting to the connecting plane in Dallas before the flight left and being greeted by name by the AA ticket agent and getting reassured that I indeed had a seat on that flight 
  • watching the same AA ticket agent offer a first class upgrade to the military officer who arrived at the gate the same time I did. his smile of gratitude was fabulous
  • the parking agent in ATX who offered to stay at my car with me while I found my car keys