Israel 2019: Last Day

Welp, it’s finally here: our last day.  And WHAT a day it was.

First, I just dumped 70 more photos onto the Google Photos page.  So…have at ’em.

One of the highlights of the whole trip was today’s visit to Nazereth, Jesus’ home town, and it was grand.  It was a mini-replica of all things New Testament times and there were so many things to enjoy and learn, even though my brain hurts and is swollen.

We saw a replica of a working village – complete with biblical characters, an olive press worked by a donkey, a carpenter’s shop, pottery shop, a replica of a tomb like Jesus’…but the highlight of this highlight was the replica of a synagogue.

My friend Ryan blessed me by asking me to read the section of Luke 4 where Jesus enters the synagogue at Nazareth and reads Isaiah 61 from the scrolls…only to then claim it as pertaining to himself and thus publicly stating he is the Messiah. [photo creds to the abnormally talented Hunter Stevens for snagging this pic. Seriously, check out his pictures from this trip, crazy good eye.  #gpbcisreal on FB/IG]


This indeed was a special moment, one that gave depth and profound intensity as we thought about that moment.

We then went to Megiddo, where there were many epic battles from the 15th century BC to WWI in the valley there, and boatloads of history there.


Our final stop was Caesarea, which again…another city just jammed with centuries of history, and is just gorgeous.  Sitting right on the Mediterranean Sea. Built by Herod the Great about 25BC.  So many sites within that spot.  Aqueducts, a hippodrome [think first century NASCAR], a theater, the remains of Herod’s Palace and so much more.



This trip has been AMAZING.  I’m sure we will be processing all these things for years to come and we are already talking about the next trip…probably in a few years, so start saving your shekels.

A giant thank you to the Highlands family and all the many ways you have made this trip possible for us.  We are blessed beyond measure and can’t wait to share all the many lessons with you soon!

…and now for a 12 hr flight home! 🙂


Days 7.25 and 8 [ish]

[Google Photos page updated]

We started Tuesday with a morning hike up Mount Arbel, which provided amazing views of everything below. The group is continually struck by how people used to live – like climbing a mountain is NBD to them. People were used to their environment.  We come in from America and wonder how anyone could live in such a harsh place, yet to them it’s just home.


People also did what they had to in order to survive.  If an enemy was coming, you climbed the mountain and lived in a cave.  No indoor plumbing, no phone chargers, no Netflix.  Just you and your family surviving.

After that, we went to the traditional site of the Mount of Beatitudes.  In Jesus’s first sermon, he calls Christians to go beyond an empty following of tradition, and “exceed the righteousness of the Pharisees.” [5:20] How can we possibly do that…unless someone is righteous for us. That someone is Jesus and salvation is by faith alone.

After that, we visited the ancient cities of Chorazin and Capernaum. Chorazin was one of the cities that was cursed by Jesus in the gospels [see Matthew 11:21; Luke 10:13] for unbelief.  They saw Jesus’ miracles all over the region of Galilee and yet somehow, still people rejected Him.  Indeed, some reject Him still. [read more about Chorazin here.]

Capernaum was a bit of a different story.  Let’s talk about the history first.  In Capernaum, archeologists have found an enormous, ancient, and beautiful synagogue.


This synagogue is like many other sites in the Holy Land in that it spans several time periods.  You can see the black volcanic rock of the time of Jesus and then the next layer of white stone of the later centuries, which accounts for the buildings that are still standing today. See pic and sign below.


We have good reason to believe that Jesus actually taught here during his time at Capernaum.  [Wikipedia has a quick summary here.]

The more difficult part of the site is the alleged house of Peter, where a Catholic Church has been built upon.  The site also includes a statue of Peter, where people waited in line to touch, pray to, and have their picture taken.  I grabbed a quick shot, but didn’t even get it in frame before I was bumped out of the way by someone pushing in.


This points out a colossal difference in theology that has big effects in life.  Again, as mentioned in previous posts, relics and holy sites can’t help us get closer to God.  Praying to a statue is idolatry and a violation of the second commandment.  Let’s explore how that plays into some of the things here.

The verse on the statue is Matthew 16:18, where Jesus has just wrapped up a conversation with the disciples about who he really was.  Peter confesses “You are the Christ, the Son of the living God. [16:15].

Then Jesus responds –

“And Jesus answered him, “Blessed are you, Simon Bar-Jonah! For flesh and blood has not revealed this to you, but my Father who is in heaven. And I tell you, you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.” (Matthew 16:17–18 ESV)

In Catholic theology, this is the ordination of Peter as the first pope and head of the church.  However, this can’t be correct.  It’s not Peter who is the head, it’s Jesus. [See Ephesians 4:15, 5:23, etc.] The church doesn’t belong to Peter, it belongs to Jesus, who just said that he will build HIS church, not Peter’s church.

It wasn’t Peter himself that the church will be built on, but rather what Peter said – the rock solid truth of Jesus Christ as the Son of God. THAT’s what the church should be built on.  Not a man, Jesus – the Son of Man. It was difficult to see the desperation of some, clamoring for a connection to God through an empty statue.

Thank you Jesus, who is our righteousness.

After that, we skipped the pay toilets and headed to see a legit Galilean fishing boat that was discovered in the 1980’s and restored.


What a remarkable find, and a great story of collaboration and hard work that allows us to see a real chunk of history from the time of Jesus.

After a yummy lunch on the water and a bird show, we headed to the Jordan River, the source of water for the Sea of Galilee.

This is a popular baptism site, and indeed there were several people being baptized right then and there in the waters of the Jordan.  Baptism is a critical part of the Christian faith [see post on the Highlands blog from this Summer] and, although I would take issue with the commercialization and out-of-church-context baptismal setting, it was good to see people excited about their new life in Jesus.


After paying for the toilets this time [and believe me, it wasn’t worth the price of admission] then we had the chance for a sunset boat ride on Galilee.  This was absolutely one of the high points of the trip.  Michael Boys lead us in a time of reflection from God’s Word and it hit me like a ton of bricks that I was looking at the same sights as Jesus did.  The water.  The mountains.  The setting sun.  How many times had he done this?  It was so peaceful and beautiful.



And THAT is why this trip is amazing. We are so thankful that we got the chance to be here. This should be on every Christian’s bucket list. In the midst of the non-stop walking and information overflow, the crowds, the tension of theology overflowing into life – there is Jesus.  It’s all about Him.



Israel Day 5 – Tombs

Today was Tomb Day – specifically the Garden Tomb and also the Church of the Sepulchre.  Both of which are traditionally held to be the possible place where Jesus’ tomb is today…for different reasons.

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First the Garden Tomb.  Such a beautiful and peaceful place.  We took a time of meditation and prayer before going in, which was a beautiful and emotional time together with everyone.

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Is this the exact place of Jesus’ burial?  Definitely maybe.  But it DID happen, somewhere very close to here, that is certain.  And the reality of what it accomplished for us – our new life, our reconciliation with God, our forgiveness, is also certain.

In between, we stopped at the Jerusalem Prayer Center and visited with gracious hosts, and simply prayed. It was a truly peaceful place and another profound experience for us to be taken from the hustle and bustle of touring around to being in quiet, and prayerfully contemplating what we had just experienced in the Garden Tomb.  Our hearts were full and content in Jesus.

As a complete contrast to all of that was the Church of the Sepulchre.  It was completely jammed with people.  Almost chaotic.  So many different groups and sects of Christianity clamoring around different parts of the church.

At the center of it all is the Aedicula – or the shrine where Jesus’ tomb is.  There was a line that seemed like it went on for miles, wrapping completely around the circular structure. Different groups speaking all different languages, all anxiously queued up, waiting for their moment.

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Yet all around them, others were pressing their faces on other holy relics at other various stations. Putting souvenirs on top of them in hopes that some of the “holiness” would be transferred to whatever it was.

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In a word – sad.  It is sad that this is where we have come. So far from what Jesus came to do.  So far from the peace and simple worshipful solitude of the Garden Tomb.

People just absolutely desperate – so desperate for healing, or power, or purpose…or whatever drives someone to stand on line for hours just to touch something.

I immediately thought of the 2nd commandment – “You shall not make for yourself a carved image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth.” (Exodus 20:4 ESV)

This is no different.  This is idolatry. This is not our God.  This is not the God of Scripture.  This is not the God that lives inside believers as the Holy Spirit when any of us repents of all the ways we try and fix ourselves and simply believe in Jesus and live like it.

Was this the place of Jesus’ crucifixion and burial?  Maybe.  Did it happen at all? Definitely.  Are we supposed to make shrines out of relics and worship them? Not a chance.

I think we all needed to process these two very different sites…and what better way to do that than with more shwarama and falafel.  [and pizza for others].

After lunch, we were released for some free time in the Old City to shop.  Mel and I had a great time just wandering around the market, going with the flow of hundreds of people all scurrying about, buying more things, eating the best dates we ever had, and drinking the greatest middle eastern mint tea.  The sights, sounds, and smells of the Old City are truly to be treasured.

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Tomorrow, we head off to more distant historical sites and may even get to finally float in the Dead Sea.


Israel Day 4 – Jerusalem Part 3

OK, so.

Google Photo page is updated…took lots of pics today, so be forewarned.

We started the day by seeing some of the remnants of the original City of David and some of the artifacts. Why is that awesome?  Welp, this is a pretty recent find and it is so awesome because they found things like one of David’s kingly seals that bear the names of dudes that are in the BIBLE.  Check out an article on that here.   Just you know…more reasons to believe the Bible is completely legit, NBD.

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We then walked thru Hezekiah’s Tunnel. This has so much history, I think I blew out a cluster of brian cells. When the Assyrians were making their way toward Jerusalem, after sacking the Northern Kingdom,  in like the 7th century BC.  They figured they needed to fortify the city, find a way of getting food and supplies if under siege, and ultimately creating a way of escape when everything hits the fan.

We walked it, still with water in it, sometimes up to our knees, but mostly up to our ankles and in REALLY tight dark closed in spaces.  The tunnel is 500m or so and leads from the Gihon Spring, where it gets it’s water from, to the famous Pool of Siloam.

Speaking of which, we emerged from the crazy tunnel at the pool of Siloam from John 9.  Well, part of it.  Actually like maybe 10% of it, as the rest is under ground and no one has permission to dig it out…yet.  Maybe we will see the whole thing the next trip.

From there we thought we were done with smelly, dark, cramped, tunnel walks…but NO!  Ryan led us on yet another ~500 meter walk under the streets.  Except now, fast forward til about 70AD when the Romans came in and leveled Jerusalem.  Same deal as the Assyrians, they knew they had to get out of town when it all went down, so the Jews fled the city in the tunnels..drainage tunnels…sewage tunnels under the streets.  Archeologists have actually found old coins and pieces of lamps down there.

It gets more crazy.  The Romans eventually figured out that there were refugee Jews living/fleeing under the streets in the drainage tunnels, so they tore up parts of the street to try and kill them.  The holes in the ancient streets are now boarded up with wood – CRAZY!

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From there we went to the South Steps of the temple mount, or what is left of them.  It was incredible to think that Jesus may have walked up these steps to go to the temple.  What a HUGE structure.  The walls on the corner [which is actually the end of the Western Wall] are crazy high.  They also had seemingly hundreds of the ritual cleansing pools at the base of the steps.

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We then proceeded to the actual public section of the Western Wall. Well, I went on my side and Mel went on hers.  This time we got up close and saw the Jews from all over the world at the wall – their faces on the wall, praying, bobbing, stuffing prayers written on paper into the cracks of the wall – so many that they overflowed onto the ground.

Some of our group became emotional, at seeing the frenzied attempts to be close to God, in basically the historic remains of an ancient building.  God’s presence isn’t limited to a building.  Going there doesn’t bring you closer to him.  Putting a prayer in the wall doesn’t forgive any of your sins.  This is the tension of this trip – a legalistic pursuit of salvation is all so tragically hopeless.

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Jesus actually lived, actually went to the cross and actually rose again as the promised Messiah.  He is the only way to the Father.  He said it simply –

“Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you had known me, you would have known my Father also. From now on you do know him and have seen him.” (John 14:6–7 ESV)

Tomorrow, the plan is that we see some of the evidences of Jesus’ life and death up close.




Israel Day 3 – Jerusalem, Part 2

Google pictures UPDATED with today’s photo barrage.

Back to Jerusalem!  Today, we got dropped off in the Old City and basically never left all day.  We walked from one side to the other – through all four quarters – Jewish, Christian, Aremian, and Muslim.  Really the only way you knew where you were was by the dress of the people and the writing on the signs.

We started at the Western Wall entrance to the tunnels.  We didn’t spend much time at the wall, just enough for Mel to get yelled at for trying to walk thru the MEN ONLY entrance, and for me to get a few pics.  We will be back at the wall tomorrow for a closer look.

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The tunnels, were not actually tunnels, but an underground network of arches built by King Herod when he expanded the Temple Mount area for the second temple.  Part of the Western Wall is still in the tunnel and is also where some women come to pray, as it is supposedly closest to where the Holy of Holies was in the temple originally.  Read more about all that stuff here.

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Next thru the Lions Gate and a visit to the Pool of Bethesda [see John 5], and a walk thru the Via Delarosa, where we had an amazing lunch in the Muslim section.  [Falafels and Shawarma and crazy strong Turkish coffee, all under the watchful eye of the Israeli Border Patrol police.]

We then went to the traditional palace of Pilate where Jesus would have been tried, convicted, and beaten. We had a powerful time of reflection in Isaiah 53 and the suffering Servant, thankful for Jesus’ humbling himself to do the Father’s will in redeeming us.

Then thru the Jaffa Gate and into the Old City proper, starting with the market place…never seen so many shops crammed with stuff and people crammed everywhere in one place.  Watch your wallets and phones, kids.

We went for a hike/walk along the Ramparts Walk – which was built by Suleiman the Magnificent around 485 years ago, during the Ottoman Empire.  That was a good workout, lots of steps and great views of the city below.

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We went out the Zion Gate, complete with bullet holes from the Arab-Isreali war in 1948, toward the traditional place of the Upper Room and the Last Supper.  Again, one of those spots that they think is close, and has since been re-designed, re-built, including a stint as a mosque – and is now a tourist stop where no worship is allowed.

This was all adjacent to/part of the Tomb of David complex, which again, “traditionally” is King David’s tomb.  It is one of the holier sites of Judaism, yet we could enter.  Men, with their heads covered and women in their own separate spot.  I went up to the prayer room, but saw it crowded with Orthodox Jews deep into it and since I was now in a T-shirt with ink flying everywhere, I decided to leave them alone and not cause a potential offense.

On the roof of the compound, was once the holiest site for Jews, when they couldn’t access the temple mount area, as they could at least see it.

…but now, since they can access the temple mount area…it’s not really that holy anymore.  Their justification before God tied to actions and places and rituals.

This is the hopeless way of legalism.

We cannot go to any holy site to make ourselves closer to God.  We cannot do anything to atone for our sin. We need someone to atone our sin for us.  In all the beauty and history of Jerusalem, it’s sad to see some still chase fruitlessness.

God sent Jesus, to walk the Via Delarosa for us, with the cross beam on his back, bloodied and battered.  He was the one foretold, who would come from Israel to be our suffering servant.   Through faith in Jesus, he has provided us direct access to God by atoning for our sin – what we can never do – no matter what place we go to, or what ritual we do.

The hopeless route of obeying the rules to make God love us is obliterated in Jesus – who loves us enough to go to the cross and die for us, all in obedience to the Father’s plan of redemption.  Through Jesus, we are forgiven, we are healed, we are righteous.

Ryan reminded us well of 1 Peter 2:24, and the centrality of the work of Jesus.

“He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed.” (1 Peter 2:24 ESV)

Israel Day 1 – Allegedly It’s Tuesday

So…WOW.  Direct flight from Newark to Tel Aviv is just over 10 hours…which in and of itself isn’t bad, but what is the challenging part is that you literally fly through time – we took off from Newark at 1:15pm Eastern time and landed in Tel Aviv at 6:00am the next day.   Don’t ask me the math, all I know is that part hurt a little.  We are 7 hours ahead of the East Coast. Welcome to Israel!   [ברוך הבא לישראל]

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The flight was great, we were met right away by our tour guide, Irit, and after a quick breather and an Israeli airport Americano, we were on our way.

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First stop was the Valley of Elah.  This is where David fought Goliath.  It’s not hard to imagine such an epic battle happening here.  David standing up for the honor and glory of God, in the middle of his fellow Israelites quaking in their boots. [Read more in 1 Samuel 17]

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From there we went to Kirath Jiream, where the ark of the covenant was brought after a series of unfortunate events and rightfully returned to Israel. Currently, a Catholic church sits on top of the hill, but a beautiful and historic place nonetheless. [Read more in 1 Samuel 7]

Lastly, we arrived at our hotel and took a tour of their Biblical gardens with many realistic recreations of things like a watchtower, a synagogue, olive oil press, threshing floor and a wine press.  Then we got to participate in 2 very needed activities: a nap and a hot shower.

Half of our group is here, we are waiting for the other half to arrive, who according to Find My Friends, is at the airport.  We look forward to seeing them over dinner tonight.

Resting up for Day 2 tomorrow!



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