[Gerry Conradi]
When I made the decision to join the pilgrims from St. Martin’s, I had no idea what to expect. I had never been to the Middle East, I had never been part of a group tour, and I had never been on a pilgrimage. I began to learn more about Jerusalem. I read, I watched videos and I talked with others. Although helpful, nothing prepared me for the experience of the last several days.
This has been an incredible journey. I’ve visited places I’ve read about and familiar Bible stories have come to life. I have learned a lot and realize how much more I have to learn. There are things that I didn’t anticipate: my tears at the Temple steps and the Western Wall, the humility I felt seeing the Bedouin shepherd and his goats and sheep walking on the desert path, and the joy and serenity of new friends and Christian fellowship.
The journey is not only about where we have been or where we are going. It is an inner journey- carving away time to be still, unpacking the itinerary and allowing God to lead me. I am blessed!
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The top picture seems a portal to me. I have enjoyed and been moved by you all as you journey. Thank you for opening this door for me to think about sights, sounds, smells, thoughts and feelings that are both familiar and new. You have beautifully described and captured in photographs an amazing journey. Rest, refresh, renew and return to us!! God’s peace and blessings, dear friends.
I am coming rather late to this blog, but have caught up, I think. Coincidence, my daughter and her husband are there now with their church, and are also sending lovely photos. I love your commentary and can feel, from your words, how it is affecting you. You pass that feeling on to me! I was there in 1967, before the Six Day War, so missed some of the sights you have seen. I am so eager to hear all about EVERYTHING when you return safely to us.