Tuesday, November 12, 2024

Up and Down Feelings

 

For once in my life I feel like my faith is bigger than a mustard seed

So why do I feel like I want to cry

The river is raging 

But the flood gates won’t open

The tears are there but they won’t flow

I wonder why…

If I cry 

Will I have a soft place to fall 

Will I recover if I cry all alone 

I want to stay strong and appear that way 

I believe I’m going to live and not die 

So why would I cry 

I walk in strengthen faith every day

Seek God’s face and constantly pray

Lord help me to keep my smile 

Remembering I’m Your anointed child 

For You I carry my lamp filled with oil

While I travel through this cancerous toil 

I have no fear—it’s defeated by faith

Court is in session and I’m winning my case 

I know I’m not alone as I run this race 

While tears clean the windows of your soul

It’s praise that keeps me brave—and bold

So crying…stay in your rightful place 

 

 Nov 10, 2024 at 10:40AM 

 

I finally cried… they were tears of relief when I knew that I would not have to brave it alone. 

Especially after finding out I skipped over the invasive part of the diagnosis. God sheltered me from the hardest part in the beginning of the storm so I could muster up faith bigger than a mustard seed. 

 Nov 11, 2024 at 10:33AM 

 

 

With interlocked fingers I place them on my chest rebuking the cancer invading my breast letting it know you are treading on protected territory 

I am a warrior living out God’s great story!

 Nov 11, 2024 at 11:02AM l

 

Standing in the window carrying something no one wants to hold

While holding onto the greatest story ever told

 Nov 11, 2024 at 12:09PM 

 

With folded hands I fast and pray 

Thanking you Lord You have taken it away 

 Nov 11, 2024 at 12:20PM 

 

I walk 

I dance 

I recall Your story 

My heart sings 

As I give You the glory 

 Nov 11, 2024 at 12:27PM 

 

Monday, November 11, 2024

My Journey in the Battle

 

It is no coincidence I read this today…


I equate Goliath to this cancer they say I have. Like David I am preparing for the battle by trusting God. 

 Nov 6, 2024 at 12:15PM 


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My devotion the other day was about David’s battle with Goliath. No one thought he could defeat the giant. David had prepared his whole life for this moment by slaying lions and bears (which are big battles); probably not knowing he was preparing for an even bigger battle. 


Physically he’d faced tough enemies and triumphed. Spiritually…David had prepared for Goliath by trusting God to protect him in every tough fight. Thus, he knew what neither Saul nor Goliath understood: Those who trust God always win. 


This cancer diagnosis is a Goliath…Holy Spirit whispered…you have to remember Goliath was defeated!

Defeated not by telling faith and preparation to be seated 

As a shepherd boy David prepared for his battle 

Faith and preparation kept him in the saddle 

At the end of the day it was Goliath that was rattled

He misjudged his small adversarial foe

And quickly lost his battle from head to toe

A shot to the head sent him to the ground 

With a fall that made a deafening sound

The power of David wasn’t in the rock shot from his sling 

It was in preparing for the power trusting in God will bring 

As I seek to defeat this cancerous foe

I carry trust and preparation faithfully in tow


(Scriptural reference- 1 Samuel 17:32-47)
 Nov 8, 2024 at 12:59PM 





Triumphant Butterfly

 

Being a butterfly lover, I often receive butterflies from friends and family, sometimes with inspirational quotes. I can’t recall when I received this one or who sent it to me. I saved it in my collection and was coincidentally drawn to it after I received the diagnosis I didn’t want to hear. Many times, I’ve heard there are no coincidences with God…my coming across this inspirational butterfly was no coincidence; it was however, my God telling me who I am in Him and my wings as a butterfly resting in a storm will soar once again.

          I made this the cover of my notebook entitled Triumphant Battle where I am writing my moment-by-moment fluctuating thoughts and emotions in this journey. When I selected it, I felt the warmth of God’s touch…the quote admonishing me I will make it through this storm…and the monarch reminding me He is always with me.

Thank You and you for soaring with me!




Friday, November 8, 2024

THE THOUGHTS OF MY JOURNEY with the C-word (cont.)

 I love You Lord and I thank you for my journey 

I don't know which way my healing will come
This I do know...I need this cancer to go
If my healing comes by way of a miraculous supernatural healing
I thank You and will shout it from the mountaintops (my preferred way)
If my healing comes by way of surgery I thank You and will walk victorious and triumphantly in Your grace for the rest of my days
If my healing comes by way of meeting You face to face (which we will all do someday) I thank You and hope I was brave until the end 
Either way I win,,,and give You all the glory 
 Nov 7, 2024 at 1:28PM 

Sometimes I just want to give up
I don’t want to go through this
I don’t want to think about it anymore 
I just want it to be over
I love the moments when I don’t think about it 
I hate the moments that feel like an invasion 
That’s what this feels like
An invasion in my body 
An invasion in my thoughts 
An invasion that’s intrusive 
This intrusive invasion will not consume me forever—it cannot…I won’t let it 
Thank You Lord for V-Day
 Nov 7, 2024 at 11:45PM 



Wednesday, November 6, 2024

THE THOUGHTS OF MY JOURNEY with the C-word

 

 

Father God, this has been a rough week of medical diagnosis for my breast and my eyes. 

I thank You that the results from the biopsy will show no more signs of calcification. They are totally cancer free. I thank You that the damage to my optic nerve will be undamaged; the things I have lost vision wise will be restored and the macular degeneration will cease. Lord, You are a healer and a restorer. Thank You for restoring what the worm has eaten and give me a testimony to tell of Your wondrous works. In the name of Jesus! Amen!

 Oct 26, 2024 at 1:12PM 

 

 

God gave me a gift tonight 

As He held my fragile feelings in His hands 

Whispering it’s going to be alright 

 

He gave me His heart wrapped in love 

With this gift I immerse myself in the peace that transcends all things that go wrong 

Thankful it is a gift that smothers the longing for perfection amidst the complex things that life brings 

 

Perfection is not an entity that dwells in our earthly reality 

Things go wrong 

When they do we seek answers to the question why

The truth of the why is a reality we are hard pressed to deny 

 

Perfection is not wrapped in silver linings and presented on leaves of gold 

Imperfection is real and health is fragile 

When it’s good it lifts us up

When it’s bad it tears us down 

Sending our countenance tumbling to the ground 

Drowning in a frown—grappling with the pain of what went wrong

 

As I grapple Lord—open my eyes to receive the gift of healing that’s wrapped in Your love

Train them to look up and see—that You are good 

 

If suffering precedes the healing help me remember—I can revel in a remedy that wraps me in protective arms allowing me to float on a sea of turbulent calm

Sustaining…surviving—while love unfurls the gift that encircles the pain 

Like the beauty of a golden chain 

 

Your heart of love is Your gift to me in this season of hearing what I don’t want to hear—as You teach me NOT to walk in fear

 

I take this moment I’m in right now and walk triumphantly through 

Giving ALL my deepening praise to You

Moments only last for a season 

And in all things You have a reason 

 

For every mountain You brought me over 

You have given me a gift

For every valley You have brought me through 

You have given me a gift 

For this gift—I am grateful 

 

Life doesn’t always give us what we want

When it doesn’t—we must learn how to find happiness and peace in what we have

What we have is the gift of God’s heart

Wrapped in His love

 Oct 27, 2024 at 10:26PM 

 

Lord, there are mountains and valleys in the political realm and health wise. Father, my prayer is that You remove the mountains. They say what is lost and damaged in the eyes cannot be restored. Father, I know what man cannot do You can. If You can raise the dead, You can heal a damaged optic nerve, it is in a lesser state than death and with You all things are possible. You can make the impossible possible. That is the power of Your name and Your will. If You will it to be done—it shall he done! They are calling for an appointment with radiology, at the moment, I don’t know what that means. My first thought is the c-word. There are one of two things that will happen with these mountains: You will move them, or You will take me over them. My preference is they be moved. How I would love to testify to receiving what they said couldn’t be done. With You all things are possible! Thank You Father for working in my life. Thank You that Your will be done. I don’t want to drink from the bitter cup of going through the process of surviving the c; I want to testify to the supernatural removal of it in Jesus’ name! 

Father God, our country, The United States of America is in a sad state right now. We are on the verge of the most detrimental election in my lifetime. Lord, either the candidate that can get this country back on track will win or the one that will lead us deeper into the wilderness will win. I don’t know which is which. Both sides think their candidate is the one that will make us prosperous. Father, I don’t have much confidence in either one. This I do know whichever one takes the Oval Office You are in control and those that seek You and follow Your statues will survive the turmoil. Thank You Lord that Your saints will rise up and not falter in this battle; for we wrestle not with flesh and blood but spiritual wickedness in high places. Thank You that Your mighty hand is stretched across this nation and Your Will—will be done in the MIGHTY NAME of JESUS!! Amen. 

🎶For every mountain You brought of over. For every trial You’ve seen me through…🎶

 Oct 28, 2024 at 9:24AM 

 

Sitting in a small office I heard what I didn’t want to hear

What do you do when you hear someone say you have cancer

Do you smile and gird yourself up because you know God is in control—or do you cry

Me…I took a breath and listened with my head slightly reeling 

Fought back the tear that welled in my right eye as I tried to take in what I was hearing 

As I walked out the door a gentle breeze carried me to my car where I sat and let the tears fall

Amazing how tears can fall and you are not crying 

As I wiped the tears away I told the devil he was a liar

With a pensive countenance I didn’t smile 

In quiet courage I knew God was in control 

I started my car and pulled away in quiet resolve…singing with Lisa Page Brooks:

🎶the devil is a liar, yah yah yah yah—victory is mine YEAH…yah yah yah yah🎶

 Nov 1, 2024 at 4:19PM 

 

Today

I want to run

I want to scream 

I want to cry

But most if all…

I need You Lord!

And I won’t ask the inevitable—why

I need to hear Your voice telling me how I can clear my insides of what I don’t want to feel

My deepest desire is to shout—I am HEALED!

You can do all things when we ask in Your name

You healed the blind man 

Please for me—do the same

 Nov 2, 2024 at 9:30AM 

 

I walk

I sing

I pray

This prevailing feeling Lord…please take it away

A depression I don’t want to feel

Feeling joy would make what I want to become more real

Surround this feeling that’s trying to take me down 

With the fruits of Your spirit as they embrace me all around 

When I hear Your voice—in Your will I will rejoice 

 Nov 2, 2024 at 11:14AM

 

When depression overtakes you, you sometimes want to die

Leave this earth and soar beyond the sky 

In Your heart you want Jesus to reign

You find solace in the words "to live is Christ to die is gain"

You focus on the dying 

For in that you would no longer feel the pain 

A gentle voice reminds you…though dying is a gain—focus on the living

That’s where you bring honor to My name

 Nov 2, 2024 at 11:39AM 

 

Here I lay with scriptural music on my chest

Covering the cancer they say is in my breast 

Scriptural music speaking life to my bones

Saying cancer leave me alone

You have no place in my life 

Be gone with your misery and your strife 

Cancer…my faith you won’t rattle 

I’m ready to fight this ensuing battle 

Cancer…leave me alone 

In this body you have no home 

So cancer…be gone 

And take with you this annoying hematoma; you won’t invade this fragrant spiritual aroma…that is filling my place and putting a smile on my face 

So cancer…just…be gone 

 Nov 5, 2024 at 9:11AM 

 

At this moment…

I’m trying to catch up with myself in where I am with all of this

Sometimes a wave of emotions hit me in the pit of my stomach with a gravity that could be overwhelming…if I let it

I meet that feeling head on and let it ride its way out of my spirit and soul 

Then I return to the faith that is growing inside of me in spite of what is and what could be

 Nov 5, 2024 at 3:48PM 

 

I believe I have supernatural victory over cancer in Jesus’ name!! A large part of His ministry was healing…He hasn’t changed!

 Nov 6, 2024 at 10:01AM

 

Temptation comes to everyone. When it comes it tests your faith…if you have none the test is hard. 

 Nov 6, 2024 at 10:14AM 

 

Good and evil exist in the world. Evil can be a catalyst for suffering. God never promised us we wouldn’t suffer…He promised us He would be with us through the suffering. Thank You Father for being there…always showing me how much You really care. 

 Nov 6, 2024 at 10:16AM 

 

 

 

Saturday, September 23, 2023

A Blessing...Not Disguised

 




My Impressions and Expectations…


How do you describe a trip to Israel--the Holy Land? Descriptions are beyond words…you experience sights and sounds but the real experience comes from what you feel. Some feelings you can describe with words, others you cannot. Before leaving I had expectations; I spent time preparing myself mentally and spiritually by reading the word and spending time in God’s presence seeking His will for me while there. I expected this great spiritual experience of spending quality time with Him in the places where our biblical heroes made history, particularly our Savior and Lord. What I found when I got there was a lot of tourism. The sites where history took place were filled with modern entrances and buildings with all the things that make a tourist happy. And like a tourist spot there were crowds of people! Because of the crowds and our schedule, spending quality time alone and dwelling in the places where history took place was mostly nonexistent. I use the term tourist lightly because I’m sure no one there saw themselves as a tourist, I surely didn’t, I was expecting to…well, you know what I was expecting. And I’m sure they were expecting and seeking the same thing. I found myself being caught between being a tourist and being spiritual. What a battle!


What made my experience great was the teachings we received at each site. Our guide was totally awesome, she was well versed on every site with scripture, gave us the biblical history as well as current history. She was well connected and could find us spots and places that got us away from the crowds as she taught. She knew how to navigate the land and get us to sites ahead of the crowds. She had God’s favor; you could see it everywhere we went, including the hotels where we stayed.


We had a very tight schedule and visited many places. The schedule sometimes took a toll on my physical being, especially on the nights when sleep escaped me. I almost didn’t go to one site because I felt I just couldn’t make it, but thanks to encouragement from my roommate I pushed through. I must admit I was sometimes listless and didn’t always fully hear all the great teaching we received.


Enough of my impressions! Let’s delve into where we went and what we saw.



Day One – September 1 – Departing Charleston for New York, a special thanks goes out to my awesome coworker and friend Buddy Metts who braved the early morning hours to get me to the airport in time for a 7:10am departure; he got me there with plenty of time to relax and enjoy a cup of coffee before takeoff. JFK airport in NY is a nightmare! I had to take a shuttle to get to the terminal to meet the others traveling from Jacksonville, Florida. The shuttle travels on the tarmac where all kinds of vehicles including airplanes cross your path, I tripped out when I read a sign saying, “stop for airplanes crossing”. My mouth dropped as I watched one slowly roll by. The place is like a maze, good thing they have personnel standing around to ask questions when you don't know which way to go. You have to take a train to get to the international terminal...this train also goes out into the city so pay attention!


SIDEBAR: Have you ever had a moment when you know it is a God ordained moment…I had that moment sitting in the JFK Shake Shack eating breakfast. I looked up toward the window and saw an airplane sitting all alone on the tarmac. The amazing part is what was on the tail of the plane. I will let the picture speak for itself.



That was my confirmation—my trip is a God thing!



Day Two – September 2 – Arrival at Ben Gurion Airport in Tel Aviv.


SIDEBAR: September 1st flowed right into September 2nd making the two seem like one.





Seeing Israel from the air and walking on Israeli soil for the first time was humbling and exciting! Going through customs was harmless; modernized and digital. Not the monster I thought it would be. I, however, got myself red flagged complete with a loud buzzer by being slow entering the gate after scanning my passport. Fear crept in like a sonic! I thought I was going to be carted off and questioned when I saw the security agent coming my way. That too was harmless, he led me to a separate area, scanned my passport, took my picture and opened a special gate for me to enter. My heart slowed down, and I could breathe again.



Our first accommodations were very nice…Herods in Herzliya, an affluent suburb outside of Tel Aviv and home for many ambassadors. The buffet spread for dinner was filled with tons of unfamiliar foods dazzled with a few we recognized. The conversation was, “what do you think this is?” … “I don’t know but it’s delicious!”

 




Day Three – September 3 – We wake up next to the Mediterranean Sea in Herzliya.


      


Our first visit was The Palmach Museum, which was new knowledge for me. Not being a history buff, this story had never crossed my radar. The Palmach is a museum honoring the men and women of the Jewish Underground and their role in helping establish a new Jewish state. The rooms are designed to give you the experience of going through their underground missions with them—poignant and exciting.


           


Next, we traveled to the Herodian ruins of Caesarea by the Sea where the Gospel went out to the Gentiles. We sang worship songs in the theater built by Herod and walked the grounds where ancient games and races took place like the ones in Ben Hur.




We then traveled through the Valley of Armageddon to our hotel, The Ramot Resort, on the Sea of Galilee where we spent three nights.


Day Four – September 4 – The Galilee Region 


Photos of Galilee Region


We begin our day on the Mount of Beatitudes, site of the Sermon on the Mount. Can you believe it! ...my heart is pounding, and I am solemn…as I take it all in.


Photos of Mount of Beatitudes


Unfortunately, this is where the touristy feelings begin. We are standing on the spot where Jesus probably stood when He taught the crowd the Beatitudes. We received great teaching and history but the crowds of people milling around made it difficult to totally focus…not to mention the heat and my camera kept jumping out of my pocket. The Church of Beatitudes was beautiful. Inside the church was a mix of things going on; there were people kneeling praying, sitting praying, and standing looking; one big group was chatting and/or praying in a foreign language with a melodious sound that was beautiful. Because of the multitude of people in there we just walked around the perimeter and exited. The sanctuary portion is very small.


We continue to Tabgha, where Jesus reappeared to the disciples in John 21. This is the site of Peter’s Primacy, a church memorializing Jn. 21:15-17. Again, crowded. We were fortunate to have an awesome guide, Tisha Michelle; with her favor and knowing the land, we bypassed the crowded touristy section and went to a spot she knew right on the water where we had privacy to worship and receive quiet teaching. To actually see the Sea of Galilee where Jesus walked on water was “AWE” personified! Some locals came to the area on boats one blasting music; Tisha knew the secret to getting them to turn it down—they brought a little local flavor to the experience.


Sea of Galilee


Next, we visit Capernaum, the center of the ministry of Jesus. Again, a touristy feel deterring the spiritual aspect you want to encounter, nevertheless, awe inspiring just being there. We found a quiet spot under a tree where Tisha taught from Matthew 9. The area is mostly excavated ruins and artifacts.

Capernaum


SIDEBAR: You have to pay to use the restroom—the paying is on the honor system, I didn’t see the sign, so I didn’t pay…I guess I’m not honest. ☹ Why didn’t I go back and pay…we had left the restroom area when I found out there was a sign. Where were my eyes when I entered that door...


We leave a holy city and travel to a pagan city, Tiberias, where we have lunch and wine tasting at the Scot Hotel. The Mediterranean food was delicious and the wine very delectable!


Lunch/Wine-tasting Scot Hotel


We started our afternoon sailing on the Sea of Galilee. Watching the mountains and the same terrain Jesus saw was majestic and humbling at the same time. It’s an experience you quietly take in as you approach the shore. Prior to that feeling we had fun dancing and singing! The worship was the best of all. My spirit was floating in His spirit like the waves on the water as we sang Waymaker. After the sailing we watched a moving story of an excavated boat found by some teenagers that could possibly have been one of the disciple’s boats—or maybe even the boat carrying Jesus when He calmed the storm …the mystery remains…


Sailing on the Sea Galilee


We ended our day at the recently excavated synagogue of Magdala, the traditional birthplace of Mary Magdalene. The ruins were discovered when they started building a hotel. They uncovered a stone in the synagogue where the biblical scrolls were placed when they were read.


Magdala


Day Five – September 5 – We wake up to breakfast with a view of the Sea of Galilee - Breathtaking!


Our tour adventures start in Tel Dan, the northern border of Israel where we take in the beautiful Dan River. You must be very agile for this trek, lots of rocky dirt trails, and a rock path that requires severe concentration due to its slippery effect. Crossing it was fun! Here, is a frame of the altar built by King Jeroboam to worship false gods.


From Tel Dan we travel to Caesarea Philippi where Jesus gave Peter the keys to the Kingdom of Heaven (Matthew 16). Jesus wanted to be alone with His disciples in this place; and here, is the genesis of His journey to the Via Dolorosa. We saw ruins of the gates of hell (that will not prevail).  Received our teaching by the shady springs built by the Syrians.


Tel Dan/Caesarea Phillipi



Lunch was in a Dru village known for having the best pitas in Israel...they were delicious! We had a view of a lake that was once the home of a volcano. 


Dru Village


After lunch we ascend the Golan Heights, giving us a strategic overlook of the northern border. We have a nice view of Mount Hermon in the distance, Israel's tallest mountain, also known as the eyes of Israel (Dan. 17). Golan Heights maintains security for Israel. We could see the United Nations in the distance (the white buildings in the horizon). Beyond the UN is the Syrian border. There is also an area called the Valley of Tears, named for the attack by Syria and Egypt in 1973; Israel won the war but not without great loss, hence, the name.


Golan Heights/Mt. Hermon


We end our day at the Jordan River. Again, very touristy and glamourized. It looked like we were at a very beautiful amusement park. There were several sections set up for groups to do their baptisms. The highlight of my experience was filming and capturing the baptisms of those in my group. I was thankful for the areas of the Jordan we passed in our travels that gave a more authentic feel of the river. Needless to say, I didn’t get the spiritual experience I was hoping for. Especially after having to compete with another tourist with a big camera for the small spot where I was filming, (she was taking pictures my group will probably never see). However, the joy of watching the river flow and seeing the rejoicing of those being baptized coupled with the thoughts of what that river means to our history overshadowed all the negatives...leaving me with a feeling of calm solitude.


Jordan River off the beaten path

Little River with a Big Name


      Jordan River


Day Six – September 6 – We depart the Galilee region and head for the Dead Sea and our Triumphant Entry into Jerusalem—the Holy City


The Dead Sea was a mixture of rawness and a touristy beach. Because of my fear of open water, I floated for about a half second (although you cannot sink in these waters). The bottom is comprised of rocks and grayish mud; the mud makes your skin feel soft and smooth. There is a section called Glamping designed for glamourous camping. We had lunch here before heading into Jerusalem.


Dead Sea


Our Triumphant Entry – the overwhelming emotions I felt in this moment cannot be described. This is when my heart was pierced and my love for this nation began to grow. We were admonished to prepare our hearts and souls for the entry into the high places. Our leader Mike, and other tour members read orally Ps. 120-134, adding a great dimension to our experience.  As we entered the tunnel to the city Paul Wilbur’s song Shalom Jerusalem was playing in the background, coming out of the tunnel Mike said, JERUSALEM! the song hit the musical crescendo!! and WOW!...what divine timing...setting up a monumental unforgettable experience that brought tears to my eyes.  Fostering a desire to never leave.


SIDEBAR: Pictures and words cannot capture the feelings of that moment.


Triumphant Entry into Jerusalem


Scenery before entry into Jerusalem



Our first stop was ascending the Mount of Olives where we took in an awesome view and received an orientation over the city—an amazing sight to behold. There were peddlers galore and camel rides for the brave.


Mount of Olives


Next, we descended the Palm Sunday Road to the Garden of Gethsemane. Palm Sunday Road is the path Jesus took on His Triumphant Entry into Jerusalem. It is a very, very steep decline, paved and narrow. Vehicles unbelievably are allowed to travel this narrow street, one car coming up had to back down to let a car going down pass; we had to scrunch close to the wall to let the cars pass (pedestrians do not have the right of way in Israel). As we slowly trudge downhill to keep from slipping you can’t help imagining palm branches waving and hearing shouts of Hosanna!


Palm Sunday Road


Palm Sunday Road leads us to a heart stopping adventure...The Garden of Gethsemane! Knowing you are about to enter the place where He dropped sweats of blood, prayed this bitter cup be removed, but willingly made the sacrifice was the ultimate. I was disappointed the garden had an iron fence surrounding it and we could not enter. Thanks to the insensitivity of tourists in the past picking the plants, entry is prohibited. Overall, it was a humbling moment as we received teaching outside the gate from Ps. 116 and Matthew 26.


Garden of Gethsemane


We climaxed the day having dinner with three Holocaust survivors at the Happy Fish restaurant in the Mamilla Hotel where we stayed for the remainder of our tour. The evening culminated in the hotel auditorium listening to the sobering stories of the three survivors.


Holocaust Survivors



Day Seven – September 7 – City of David/Hezekiah's Tunnel


SIDEBAR: Happy 92nd birthday to my mom! I miss you…


The City of David-Where It All Began—the title of a 3D movie we watched to begin our journey on Mount Zion where David united the 12 tribes and made Jerusalem the all-time capital.


SIDEBAR: The humanlike animated narrator of the movie looked like Peter Wagner dressed in Indiana Jones attire.


We descended a spiral staircase to the underground ruins and tunnels. Very exciting! The most exhilarating experience was Hezekiah’s Tunnel. We trekked through water in a long narrow space that was very dark—pitch black dark in a single file line. Thankfully Jacob, a fellow tour member, had a headlamp and led us through the 30–40-minute adventure. Rose, another tour member, was awesome at forewarning us to duck when we came to low ceilings and being aware of holes and dips so as not to lose our footing. The walls are rock/stone and rough. I came out with a few head bumps from not ducking low enough, and a scraped elbow. I think this turned out to be the thrilling highlight of the tour.


Our tunnel adventure ended at the Pool of Siloam where Jesus healed the blind man. Here we prayed in humbling humility for the healing needs and requests for ourselves and our families after Mike’s poignant teaching.


City of David/Hezekiah's Tunnel


We then ventured to the Southern Steps of the Temple Mount, the steps where Jesus would have climbed to enter the Holy Temple, the steps where He (and other rabbis) would have stood at the top and taught in front of the Temple gates. I actually walked on the steps where Jesus walked…WOW!

  

Southern Steps/Holy Temple


Our next stop was the Western Wall, also known as the Wailing Wall. This is the place you really want to be reverent. However, as with other popular holy sites it was very crowded; we were there on a day Bar Mitzvahs are allowed; complete with lots of joyous celebrations! It took patience to get to a spot on the wall. With the significance of the meaning behind this place you steal away inside yourself and connect with the Holy Spirit as you place your hand on the wall and pray. Then you look for a crack to place your prayer without disturbing other prayers…unfortunately, not disturbing is hard to do. It apparently happens all the time as there were many prayers on the ground. The fortunate thing is they were once on the wall and are still at the wall, so God knows. I’m sure by now my prayer is on the ground, but He heard me and knows my heart.


Western Wall


Our last stop of the day was Yad Vashem Holocaust Museum. If I didn’t fully understand the disturbing plight the Jews suffered…I do now. Humbling—and sad.


View from Holocaust Museum


Day Eight – September 8 – The deserts of Qumran and Masada


Qumran is the home of the caves where the Dead Sea Scrolls were found, the oldest scriptures in existence. On this day, if you look very closely in one of the caves you see a little goat just inside the doorway taking refuge from the sweltering heat.


Qumran/Dead Sea Scrolls


From Qumran we ascend to Masada to the site where Herod built a fortress for himself and his family. The adventurous way up the mountain is The Snake Path which consists of a 700+ step winding path that takes about 35 – 75 minutes to climb, depending on your fitness level. Due to the heat that day, which was between 103-104 degrees, the path was closed, so we take a cool cable car. Masada is also the site where the last Jewish stand in the land took place against the Romans in 73AD.


SIDEBAR: This is the site I almost didn’t make it to. I surprised myself once there with rejuvenated energy to brave the heat. I had no idea how hot it would be when I almost didn’t go. God is good…at getting you to do what you think you can’t do.


Masada


Day Nine – September 9 – Old City Jerusalem/Pools of Bethesda


We begin our morning at the Pools of Bethesda where Jesus healed the paralyzed man. And once again, crowds galore! As favor would have it, Tisha finds a quiet spot under a tree right beside the ruins of the pool to give us another awesome teaching. We then go inside the Church of St. Anne believed to be built over the site of a grotto, which was originally the home of Joachim and Anne, parents of the virgin Mary. The acoustics in this church are phenomenal! We sang at the altar and sounded like a full-on choir of angels.


Old City Jerusalem


Pools of Bethesda



We are now approaching the place I have dreamed of walking for a long time…the Via Dolorosa. And wouldn’t you know it…touristy and crowded. Again, you have to really focus inside yourself to get in the spirit of what actually took place along these corridors, or you could get caught up in the busyness. I was able to capture some of the numbers of the 13 stations of the cross. What once was sacred is now a thriving marketplace with everything you would want including an ATM machine. Oh, how I wanted to take in the significance of where I was walking but I had to keep up with the group and watch out for motorbikes and carts carrying bread. At the end, the magnitude of where you were just walking hits you when you stand before the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, the final station of the Cross. Your heart is overwhelmed at the realization that you just walked where Jesus carried His Cross—just for me! WOW!!


Via Dolorosa


SIDEBAR: One of our states is represented in Israel, complete with their slogan - The Heart of Dixie. The phrase “roll tide” couldn’t help slipping across the lips of some of our group members coupled with surprised chuckles at seeing Alabama on the Via Dolorosa…go figure.


We exit the Via Dolorosa into the Jewish Quarter where things are quiet…it is the Sabbath...no one is around...except for those in full attire coming from the synagogues where they were praying.


Jewish Quarter


We continue to the Upper Room commemorating the Last Supper (not the actual place where it was held). From there we visit the House of Caiaphas where Jesus spent his last night imprisoned. There is also a monument commemorating Perer’s denial.


Route to Upper Room


Upper Room/Last Supper


House of Caiaphas



With a dichotomy of feelings, we head to the bus to have lunch at a little quaint café on the Mount of Olives.


Lunch on the Mount of Olives


Our next stop was the best—The Garden Tomb. The place where He was laid before His Resurrection. Entering the tomb is a sobering exciting feeling, seeing the place where He lay is a breathtaking moment. The jubilance is exiting the tomb knowing that He is not there because He rose to a glorious triumph! Adding to the jubilancy was taking communion in the Garden, then worshiping with reverence and elevated praise in the center of a holy place! What a feeling!


Garden Tomb


Our last meal in Jerusalem was at the Roof Top Restaurant of the Mamilla Hotel where we enjoyed our stay for four nights. The night view was a sight to behold.


Farewell Dinner Jerusalem



Day 10 – September 10 – Sadness…our last day - Tel Aviv


We visited Tel Aviv's colorful Shuk Ha Carmel Market. Where we strolled through the market and enjoyed the vibrant fruit, vegetable and spice stands, flower shops, souvenirs and a bakery. We had lunch at different authentic Israeli food stands and cafes. Back on the bus we pass by Jaffa, where Jonah set out for Nineveh, and Peter had his vision while staying at the Home of Simon the Tanner. We visit Pastor Avi’s tower with an awesome view of the city from the 18th floor. Worship and praise led by Emanuel Roro was remarkable! We end our time by praying in all directions for the nation of Israel through open windows. 


SIDEBAR: Pastor Avi Mizrachi and His wife Chaya are the founding pastors of Adonai Roi Congregation and Dugit Outreach Ministries in the Tel Aviv—Yafo area. Their goal is to faithfully share the life-changing Good News with the people of Israel through personal relationships, exceptional hospitality, and outreach events. The VIP Prayer Tower is currently the only prayer room located in downtown Tel Aviv. The ministry regularly welcomes local believers to join them for prayer and worship. They also welcome visitors from all over the world (like our group) to come pray with them from the 18th floor which provides panoramic views of the city. Their team also goes out into the streets for worship and prayer events monthly.


Tel Aviv


Avi's Tower


Our next visit is the David Ben Gurion Museum, the home of the first Prime Minister of Israel, the airport is named for him,




For our final time in Israel, we enjoy a farewell dinner at a local Tel Aviv café on the Mediterranean taking in a beautiful sunset before heading to the airport for departure away from this glorious land and back to civilization.


Farewell Dinner on the Mediterranean




My final impression


This was indeed the trip of a lifetime. I thoroughly enjoyed every moment of every day. Israel now has a special place in my heart. I want to return! I am also more cognizant of praying for the peace of Jerusalem. (Ps.122)


Reflections

The food was totally awesome, and that says a lot coming from a person that is not a foodie and only eat to live. It was very healthy with vegetables at every meal... including breakfast. Each hotel had an enormous buffet set up with a plethora of foods to choose from; choosing some of it was adventurous.  I thoroughly enjoyed the falafels and shawarmas we ate on the road.

The hotel personnel are servant oriented and eager to serve you with a smile and cater to your needs.


The peddlers on the streets are aggressive and will barter excessively to get your money, even give you something for free to get your business.



Tisha Michelle,
was an awesome guide and teacher; I call her Encyclopedia. I mentioned in the beginning the favor she has; it comes from God and people.



 
Udi,
our bus driver was phenomenal, fun and friendly; he could get that bus in and out of any place including jumping curbs if necessary. He and Tisha have been working together for approximately 15 years, she calls him a driving magician.


Mike Hohman of Eagles Nest Ministries International (ENMI) was the organizer and leader of our group. He too is a great teacher and passionate about Israel. He will be leading another tour in 2025.


 Including 2 days in Greece

 2025 Tour Information


The brevity of my experience cannot be fully described. Every day since my return home I cannot stop being there. Every morning I listen to Shalom Jerusalem and go through my photos. I let the album Pray for the Peace of Jerusalem play throughout the day and praise when the spirit hits. I feel like I'm still there and want to be there still ...I can't let go...


However, I am here. Thank you for following me on this adventure of a lifetime.


God bless!


Additional Photos


Arrival at Ben Gurion Airport


Herods Hotel Herzliya


Mamilla Hotel and Mall in Jerusalem


Israel's Landscape


My new bucket list: return to Israel...and linger...

Thursday, August 24, 2023

Purple Roadtrippers

Our cross country trip ended sooner than we expected. We felt it best to get Lana home to see her primary care doctor and get healthy under his care. There was more to the trip that did not get posted and I will not post at this time because we are now preparing for a trip to Israel. As of this posting we have 8 days until takeoff! We are so excited! Stay tuned!


 Day Four - Monday, Sep 13, 2021


An unexpected detour in our journey where an earlier diagnosed medical condition caused Lana some discomfort sending us to the nearest hospital 70 miles from Beatty in Pahrump, NV.



Day Five - Tuesday, Sep 14, 2021


A Beatty Extension and a Ghost town

Our hospital detour culminated in a third night in the El Portal…our desert oasis; and a visit to Rhyolite, a once booming town with a population of 800 back in the 1900s now a ghost town in ruins. 


We ended the day with the sun setting over the desert.


Our extended stay afforded us the opportunity to visit the Beatty Museum
 


Day Six - Wednesday, Sep 15, 2021




Thursday, October 7, 2021

Purple Roadtrippers—Praying Across America

 


 Day Two - Saturday, September 11, 2021


Pacific Grove, ButterflyTown, USA

A beautiful quaint touristy town with spectacular ocean views. The butterfly sanctuary was a little underwhelming, the butterflies had not yet started to arrive. Lana’s photo made me look like a butterfly. 


                                                              


Pacific Grove, CA aka Butterfly Town, USA

                                                        

Unfortunately, due to CDC guidelines the lighthouse we visited was closed. We did get a plethora of information from one of the volunteers on duty.


Click the link for more information on Butterfly Town, USA    

          

When traveling one would like to travel light, however, that was not the case in my car. To remedy the situation we took a detour to a Target in Hollister, CA to buy bins so we could repack the car. Organization makes a huge difference! It changes your whole demeanor, like finally being able to drop a load.

 

Feeling better about the way the car was packed we headed for Kings Canyon and the Sequoias! Despite the eminent danger of wildfires lurking in the forest threatening to overtake these beautiful national parks we were determined to see the spectacular giant trees and walk the trails leading to other magnificent sights. With nightfall looming we searched for a place to sleep. Hotels for miles around were packed. We finally found a vacancy near the parks in another quaint little town called Three Rivers at the Western Holiday Hotel, pristine is not the word I would use to describe this hotel with such a festive name… (the name and the experience did not match). The good part, praise God, is we found a place to rest.

 

As we settled in we took a moment to remember the tragic events of this day 9/11/01; and pray for the families affected by the tragedies in Afghanistan.

 

Day Three - Sunday, Sep 12, 2021

 

Sequoia and Kings Canyon

Wildfires…trail closures…and restrictions.


Morning brought despair when we learned the entrance to Sequoia near where we were was closed along with some of the trails; and the nearest opened entrance was a little over an hour away. Still determined we set out to see the entrance and photograph the sign even if we couldn’t enter. As we approached the sign it donned on me how we and the other people parked outside the entrance was taxing the park rangers by still trying to visit the park as they dealt with protecting the forest AND the curious visitors that couldn’t take no for an answer. They were gracious in not shutting down the entire park and allowing us to still enjoy the natural beauty of God’s creation in certain areas...oh but how much easier for them it would have been if they had not had to man the closed entrance and tell us to move our vehicles so we would not block the path for emergency vehicles that may have to come through. How we sometimes push when we want what we want even in the most dire circumstances.

 

Seqouia and Three Rivers

After deciding not to push (as some visitors did) or take the hour+ drive to the open entrance to Kings Canyon we headed toward our next destination where for the first time we had reservations and knew where we would sleep. We took a rest break in Bakersfield, CA and enjoyed a leisurely picnic lunch in a serene park called The Park at River Walk

 

The California Desert and Death Valley

Leaving Bakersfield led us to another roller coaster ride...this time through the desert! When we reached the most thrilling parts guess who’s turn it was to command the controls…yes, lead-foot Lana.

 


The temperatures fluctuated in the 90s and 100s going as high as 111, sitting mostly at 101 degrees. Praise God for air conditioning which we had to turn off for 10 miles as we ascended the elevation changes. It was an interesting (boring) ride traveling through a furnace and a stovepipe…WAIT! those were actual names of some of the places we passed through—Furnace Creek and Stovepipe Wells. Stovepipe Wells had a visitors’ center and a museum…both about a minute big. We also passed a sign leading to Hell’s Gate, fortunately, we did not have to experience that route. 


We crossed the border into Nevada around 7:09pm where we lodged for two nights in the desert town of Beatty at The El Portal Motel; we made reservations here sight unseen but found it to be very prophetic right down to the flag on the side of the building that gave us confirmation and peace. There we took a moment to rest, regroup, debrief, repent, and reflect on the lessons learned thus far in the way our trip had gone. This little town became our oasis in the middle of the desert—for more reasons than one.

 


Donkeys along the highway was a common site in Beatty.
They even stand in the middle of the road.

Beatty offered a plethora of information and itineraries for visiting Death Valley. Unfortunately, arriving in Beatty meant Death Valley was in our rearview and the thought of returning to the stovepipe furnace for a hell’s gate experience was not a very refreshing thought.


Stay tuned for more days to come...

The Purple Roadtrippers 💜