One City Under God

I have quite a bit of catching up to do on this here bloggy blog - but I wanted to write a few words about how special the Sabbath is  . . . The weekend before we left for Jordan (so...last weekend!) was unbelievably amazing, spiritual, and eye opening in so many ways. I LOVE how dedicated the people are, it is beautiful to witness. The Sabbath is so special, and in this country they truly see it as a celebration. I hope to learn from their devout spirits and reflect their examples into my own life.

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On Friday our entire group was able to go to the Western Wall at sundown to join and celebrate and welcome the Sabbath. This was a very special experience, and something I will probably never witness again, since we aren't allowed to be in East Jerusalem after dark. There were hundreds of people gathering to the wall, most of them dressed in black, and each person worshiping in their own personal ways. Some sang , some prayed, some danced, some read...It was so humbling to see. I loved being able to watch and share this experience with fellow believers. 

Some people were in groups, singing Jewish hymns or prayers together. Others were by themselves, praying earnestly. I saw some leaning up against the wall, rocking back and forth and whispering to themselves their own silent prayers, tears welling in their eyes. 

I wish I could describe this experience and truly do it justice. 

It was simply amazing.

The next day was Sabbath, and after church meetings we walked to the Garden Tomb and had a tour of the grounds. This is a beautiful site, and it was special to be there with the group and learn. We sang several hymns while we were here, which was very special and brought tears to many eyes.

Shabbot Shalom!