They told us we would never leave Israel the same way we entered. That’s true. They also told us it would take a long while to even begin to process Israel. That’s also true. While I already want to go back, this sweet adventure is a treasure that I will hold onto as I continue my journey as a sojourner on this earth. One thing I know for certain is that I have come to love Israel.
Israel is a place where the past is the present, and the present is the future. Israel is a place of layers. Israel works and rests. Israel embraces traditions and creates communities. Israel lives in the tension of celebration and mourning. Israel is messy and beautiful.
For the past ten days, we went on a pilgrimage, walking in the footsteps of our Lord and Savior. We dug into the root of our faith, learning the why behind the what. We saw the Bible come to life, as countless stories unfolded in front of our eyes. For this reason, Israel has a piece of my heart.
As we stood atop Mount of Olives, I could not help but be filled with hope. Jesus is who He says He is. And He is coming back again, right there overlooking Jerusalem as the mountain splits into two. I experienced a glimpse the depth of God’s love for the Jewish people, and how it overflows into the nations. He has already been calling His children home and will continue to do His work of redemption until He comes again. He is a God of faithfulness and revival. Greater things have yet to come. Yalla.
“Sing to the Lord a new song; sing to the Lord, all the earth.
Sing to the Lord, praise his name; proclaim his salvation day after day.
Declare his glory among the nations, his marvelous deeds among all peoples.
For great is the Lord and most worthy of praise; he is to be feared above all gods.
For all the gods of the nations are idols, but the Lord made the heavens.
Splendor and majesty are before him; strength and glory are in his sanctuary.”
-Psalm 96: 1-6