Western (Wailing) Wall and beyond

So, because of some awesome circumstances (for some of us), lectures were rescheduled from today and we were given a free day to catch up on unfinished work. Since I have no unfinished work, I joined a handful of my colleagues in the doctoral program and we headed through the checkpoint from Bethlehem into Jerusalem and went into the old city…

Got a few items checked off the list that my friend Janice told me I need to see. But the place that I was most struck by was the Western (Wailing) Wall. What I saw was rejoicing and people praying the Bible! There were tables set up and carts full of Hebrew Bibles…

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a cart of Hebrew Bibles for praying at the wall

I was walking around praying and the atmosphere was really charged and I had this incredible time of worshiping God as I prayed and sang. Those present were really fervent and there were lots of celebrations going on. It was a pretty amazing thing, not just to see but to feel. These guys were crowding around to read the scrolls.

crowding around the scrolls of Scripture

crowding around the scrolls of Scripture

We need to get excited about Scripture.

Afterward, three of us went up to the point of Jesus ascension and were blessed to find, yet another, Palestinian Christian brother who took us back to Bethlehem. Well, actually almost… he took us to the checkpoint in The Wall. I asked him about the wall and he told me it kept out the bad guys but it also kept out the good guys and created hardships for Palestinians… imagine if you live in the city of the Savior’s birth and work in Jerusalem, walking through this everyday…

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The wall of separation.

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Not as nice looking as these Ottoman era replacement walls of Jerusalem…

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but walls.

Earlier in the day we had seen where they suppose Calvary is and the tomb (it was definitely empty, by the way). I am thankful that Jesus had torn down the wall of separation between God and man.

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Studying war, injustice, and reconciliation.

If I post this week, I think it will be about war, injustice and reconciliation.

Here is the first thought.

In many places there have been barriers erected for the security of people.

This is the famous wall. It separates Bethlehem from Jerusalem… Think about that for a second…

 

This wall protects but it also seperates. People’s lives have been changed, for good and bad.

But what are the limits?

Is this just? Or is this an injustice in the name of security?

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Why don’t these white guys worship Jesus? #shiftingCulture

Heard the story this morning of an army officer from a western country based in Africa. This guy is a committed follower of Jesus and, having no chaplain, offers a Christian meeting each week for the soldiers in his organization. First two sessions, no one showed out of 180 persons. No one.  In fact, he is made fun of quietly. Some African contractors from Kenya asked why…

Why do these white guys, who first told us about Jesus long ago, no long worship Him?

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South Africa

Sights from Mossell Bay and enirons:

 

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The city of Mossel Bay from across the bay where the Hartenbos river flows into the Indian Ocean. I saw this on my walks.

 

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The Hartenbos river at sunset at the end of a great conversation about being a learner of Jesus (disciple).

 

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After church we went to a preserve so I could send this picture of me and a giraffe to my grandson.

 

The visit way south was amazing. Great conversations with long time friends and partners, blessed ministry in church and good rest.

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after suffering…

Then they left the presence of the council, rejoicing that they were counted worthy to suffer dishonor for the name. (‭Acts‬ ‭5‬:‭41‬ ESV)

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thoughts on being adopted

During this trip to Africa to visit ministry partners, I visited friends who traveled to a foreign country to adopt kids. When I met their kids, I experienced that they were funny and fun to be around, I love their laughs! And based on the kids pre-adoption history, that could very well not have been the case. Thanks be to God for this family. But due to some governmental issues beyond their control they are not able to leave the children’s birth country and go home to the parent’s home country. (Their identity and location are withheld for their well being and to prevent complications.)

While I was there I gained a fresh reminder of how much God loves us and the sacrifice He was willing to make so that he could adopt us.

See, these friends left the West and moved to Africa to take custody of the kids while the adoption process was completed. They got their kids out of the orphanage and set up housekeeping and began the process of becoming the mom and dad for two little ones who had been shuffled from one place to another for most of the young lives. This process has a lot of pitfalls and risks, lots of rules and paperwork and on many occasions requires enormous faith. After lots of meetings, check ups, paperwork and such, the kids became theirs. The kids had passports issued from the parent’s home country, funds were available to get on a plane and fly home. But the children’s home country, like many countries around the world, halted the departure for all children being adopted to Western countries. 

The family was… stuck. 

They are not alone. Many governments,  from all over the world, including Russia and China, are putting tall roadblocks in the path of Westerners who want and are willing and able to meet the huge criteria to adopt. So my friends live in Africa, with their kids, waiting to leave and following up on every hint of hope of a way to get out. It is an incredibly hard life both from the aspect of waiting and living life in a desperately poor country.

But I’m not really writing about them, I’m writing of how they have reminded me of how much my Heavenly Father loved us. So much so that he sent His only begotten Son. He was willing to pay a great price and undergo incredible suffering so as to adopt us. He chose us and brought us to Himself. If you’re a follower of Jesus, you cost Him an amazing price.

What I I’ve learned from my friends is that their love for their kids is greater than the suffering they are enduring. Jesus’ love for you is greater than the suffering that He was willing to endure for you. What an incredible thing to consider. To step down into poverty, into oppression – voluntarily – because He came to pay the price that we may be adopted.

In love he predestined us for adoption as sons through Jesus Christ, according to the purpose of his will, to the praise of his glorious grace, with which he has blessed us in the Beloved. (Ephesians 1:4-6 ESV)

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