home sweet home

i felt all the information i learned the last week of my Israel trip was going to fall out of my brain since i was unable to blog. but when you walk the land and are tested over it, i think the important stuff really sticks to the brain. like being baptized in the Jordan River. it was a dirty river, but nonetheless, this is where John held some of his ministry and baptized the Messiah. furthermore, there is never a dull moment when you are walking the shorline of Lake Galillee, where a majority of Christ's ministry was held. Galilee is a beautiful place, lush and green, with springs and rolling hills (calling them synclines and anticlines). we decended down mount arbel and walked the board walk of Tiberious. it was also a pretty cool thing to dive into the Lake of Galilee and throw clams at each other. i then thought that maybe Jesus did this with the Diciples and some of their friends.

as i sit here to recall all that happened the last week, i can't help but ponder on the highlights and realize once again that there is nothing more rewarding than living a life of purpose. i hope that after this trip, nothing will be the same inside my heart and mind. i have found that there is no higher calling than being like our Master. i have had the opportunity to walk where He walked; i have had the opportunity to take a look into the depths of Jewish culture and the Old Testament like never before, to better understand the Savior. it would be foolish to be unaffected by this trip; to walk away without any kind of motivation for my future. overall, i will never read the Bible in the same way again. there is no way. while overlooking the Jezreel valley in Megiddo, i realize that someday this world will come to an end and our Master will return with a vengence to redeem His beloved. it is exactly this that pushes me to love the unlovable and to share Jesus with all i come into contact with. i have a new appreciataion for living like my Rabii.