Shalom, chaverim (friends),
We left home bright and early this morning to drive to Ariel where we were meeting with a group from Bethel church. They say it as if it was one word, not two. It means House of God. House is actually Beit in Hebrew, pronounced like Bate, and El is part of Elohim. Anyway, they are a group from Bill Johnson's church in California who are here on a tour. They came for a mini concert by Alyosha. They weren't much into the classical music but they sure came alive when he and Jody did some lively Messianic music together, and then Alyosha played a prophetic piece which means he plays as the Spirit leads him. People get healed physically and emotionally when he plays "in the spirit." It was wonderful.
A few days ago Ruth Faisal was playing her violin with Alyosha and they both were playing as they were led by the Spirit. Totally unrehearsed, the strands of music notes wound around each other with sounds that seemed to come from above. It was extraordinarily beautiful. As I was listening, I had a kind of mini-vision though it was as if I saw it, knew it, and felt it all at the same time. It was of God's delight in Adam. His absolute (and I mean that literally) love for Adam and His delight in him. It gave me an entirely new sense and understanding of God's relationship with Adam, and His care for him. I also sensed that after the Fall, God's love and care diminished not a wink, but God was now intent on watching over him and still loving him. Almost like a mother hen watching over her chicks. No wonder Yeshua said that about Jerusalem.
Which is where we were this afternoon. Walking through Jerusalem and then suddenly coming upon the walls of Old City caused an immediate intake of air as in a kind of gasp. There they were! Seeing the walls brings to me such a feeling of being linked with history - from David to Yeshua. Birds soar over them as if they're celebrating just being there. We met a friend for coffee in a cafe that is somewhat high above the street level across the street from the walls. What a view for having a cup of coffee! We then went to Christ's Church just inside the Jaffa Gate to buy me a new Hebrew-English - Hebrew on one side and NKJV on the facing page, both Old and New Testaments. We stopped for a biali which is sort of a cross between a bagel and a big soft pretzel only it's covered with seseme seeds, not salt. What a treat. We walked through the Old City and through those narrow alley like streets you've seen in picture with all the shops. Shop upon shop with all kinds of treasures.
Alyosha and Jody have friends who are Armenians who are believers who have a shop there. We walked quite a distance past all those shops to get there where I bought some lovely things. They gave me a copy of The Lord's Prayer in Aramaic and showed me how they had it framed and suggested I do the same thing. It as such a delight to meet these brothers in the Lord, despite cultural differences. I love the way Yeshua's own people feel an immediate kinship, even if we don't really know each other. It's His Spirit loving each other through each other, don't y'think?
The photo above is of a model of the Temple as it was in Yeshua's day. It is a huge model, fascinating to just stand there and stare at it and imagine the magnitude and splendor of it. All that is left, of course, is the outer western wall, and none of the Temple itself. Yeshua did say that not a stone would be left on top of another,and aside from the wall, which is not part of the Temple itself, that is the case. It's a lesson that even what we build for God, if there is not obedience and reverence for Him, it could well be as rubble. Only what is truly in Him lasts!
We then met Ruth for lunch in an open area in Jerusalem that is modern and chic, or should I say hip, and an entirely different kind of life than in the Old City. The weather couldn't have been more perfect today and eating in this outside restaurant was lovely. An elderly man was playing some kind of a home made instrument that seemed to be a cross between a bagpipe and a kazoo. He sat in the middle of the square with an open tin before him into which people would drop coins as they went by - or not. He added to the local color.
The city has gone through a lot of changes since I was last there 18 years ago. There are outdoor malls that are upscale and full of life and terrific shops. It's lined with wonderful sculpture. People of every language walk through the streets of Jerusalem, the Old City and the new. While there are many orthodox Jews, dressed in various garb according to the sect they belong to (like Christians have denominations but usually without the required clothing). There are also plenty of tour groups, likely most of them Christians, all over everywhere. Parts of Jerusalem are modern and cosmopolitan and other parts seem like they are still way back in other centuries. It's the most fascinating city in the world, I expect.
As the sun was setting it began to get chilly and we headed for the car, tired but having enjoyed a very full day. Tomorrow we are up early again for another adventure. I felt like I was filming one of those travel shows, only my camera died and my cell phone just can't get the distance and depth of what I'm wanting to show the folks who will see them. You'll just have to come and see for yourselves.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Monday, October 21, 2013
In Samaria, Shiloh and the West Bank
I feel like I've spent the day with Abraham, Joshua and Samuel today. We took a time travel trip back in history. We went where usual tours to Israel don't go. Mostly because its all in Judea and Samaria, which the world calls the West Bank. In between Arab villages and cities are places of significant Biblical history. To try and tell you how beautiful it all is would be had entirely insufficient. Words fail.
To stand atop of a mountain and look at where Abraham entered the Land and hear the words that God spoke to him when He told him it was all to be his, transforms an ancient Bible story into today's local news. The view is so extraordinary, so majestic, so magnificent that it provides a whole new aspect to the awe Abraham must have experienced when he finally saw what God had promised to give him.
From another vantage point we could see afar where the archaeologists have found Joshua's altar. When Israel came into this Land they sacrificed to the Lord. The diggings find the bones of only clean animals, and evidence of it being Joshua's altar. This is a relatively new discovery and one that adds confirmation to the Bible and Israel being there that far back. We could not get close to that area because it's in an Arab, that is to say, a Palestinian village and we, meaning any Israelis, are not permitted there. Huge red signs warn in Hebrew, Arabic and English - Don't go in here - it's dangerous. You could loose your life going into a Palestinian town. You might just disappear. Its happened.
We climbed another mountain area - yes, more hiking, to view from afar Joseph's tomb. His bones were brought from Egypt as he asked but I'm not sure he would be too happy to see where they are entombed - in Sh'khem, or Sheckem as its spelled in English. So much Biblical history there and little of it good. Its still a place of trouble today. The Palestinians call it Nablus.
Lastly we went to Shiloh, in Hebrew pronounced as Shee-low. This is where Eli was the high priest and Samuel was given to him as a little boy after God granted him to his mother who came to Shiloh to pray for a child. Yearly women come to Shiloh even today to pray for a child and as the story goes, many of them are then pregnant shortly afterwards. The place still seems to have an anointing for new babies.
There are remains of what once was the main place of Israel's sacrifices to the Lord for over 300 years, way before David conquered Jerusalem, until it was destroyed by the Philistines. Incidentally, the word for Philistines in Hebrew is the same word for Palestinians - Plishtim, pronounced Pleeshteem. So it was the Plishtim, Israel's sworn enemies, that burnt the tabernacle, the most sacred place to Israel at that time, to the ground.
There is a movie that we watched of the days of Joshua being acted out that is in a building with floor to ceiling windows on which the movie is somehow projected so that the story takes place in the panoramic view of the mountains all around. It presents a stunning reality of what life with the first tabernacle must have been like when Shiloh was Israel's place of worship. It's as if Eli and the elders of Israel and then Samuel are alive in front of you. High tech making it all seem like its happening with you being there and a part of it. How do they do that?!
We were there with a large unit of soldiers. All of them seemed rather young, all were male, and all had a dangerous looking rifle slung over their shoulders. I wanted to say that boys that age shouldn't play with such guns, but then, they are part of what make up the IDF, the Israeli Defense Force. They were getting the in-depth tour, being thoroughly informed of the history. The reason for sharing all this with an army unit, I was told, is this: A soldier who knows what he's fighting for makes a better soldier. So Israel prepares their soldiers not only militarily and physically, but spiritually. They were getting to see that this is the Land promised by God to Abraham and his descendants. It's their Land by God's choice. Though Israel would prefer not to fight, when pressed to do so, they know what they are fighting for.
Five thousand years of history was before us and the soldiers, today. But the promise God made to Abraham is as real to me, to us, today as it was when God spoke it to him. Perhaps more real. We can see the fulfillment of the promise in the Land today.
Seeing all the vast areas that are still empty, and in and around the Arab villages, its relatively barren, except where its specifically cultivated, we could see there are miles and miles of land that one day, according to the Bible, will be filled with the children of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. There is more than plenty of room, though improving the Land will be quite a challenge. But what Israel has already done in the Land in less than 70 years is so incredibly, they'll conquer whatever challenges God gives them with His help.
There are rocks everywhere and it occurred to me as I was picturing how these hills would one day be filled with Jewish settlements, that God put the rocks there to build their houses with. That's what they're for. About Jewish settlements, we went past a few. These are very brave people who have basically staked out a claim for God and Israel and created villages and settlements where nothing else is. They are almost all religious Jews who believe the Land is theirs. Out there in Samaria in those hills, there is no owner of the land to purchase land from. No one owns it. Well, except God who has said it's His anyway to "lend" it to Israel. They just go and pick a spot and start building. The Jewish settlements are neat, clean and orderly. They are also perched atop of those mountains with views that are breathtaking. It actually took me a little while to get used to the heights, and when I say the houses are perched, I mean perched on the edges - best for viewing I suppose, keeping an eye on the Land God gave them.
Only God knows when they will be entirely free to live on that land without the world's protest, or what that will take and when it will happen, but it will. He said so. That the evidence of all that past history is now validated, makes one confident of what is yet to come. God always keeps His word, even if it takes a couple of thousand years to complete it.
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Inside Israel's Heart
The Bible reads differently when you're in Israel. Today I read about David hiding from Saul in the mountains, in the forest, in a field with Jonathan, or clamoring down a mountain with his men intending to do Nabal in until Abigail, coming down the other side of the mountain, caught up with him and saved his life and his destiny in God with her wisdom. Israel has lots of mountains, and great vistas to be seen from them or of them. Today Jody and I took another hike on portions of the trail that goes all through Israel. It would take 2 months to hike it all.
Some areas are sort of steep - going down is, needless to say, much easier than going up. I can feel myself growing stronger with each hike. After reading the portions of Scripture mentioned above, I felt like I was walking where David might have. At least I could "feel" what it must have been like on the trails for him. It's beautiful territory but the fact that this is where it all took place, makes the stories different. They don't feel so much like stories of way back when and over there when you're here. I know what it sounds like now to tramp down rock strewn mountain paths.
There's a constant welcoming of people. Hospitality is a way of life here. Last night 17 people came to 'our' home from a visiting group from all over America. They are a group called Hands to the Land, who come to be of help to Israel. They came last night for a concert of Alyosha's music followed by a time of refreshments and mingling. Somehow they all fit into the living room, plus the grand piano,though it's not a very large home. They welcomed the opportunity to be in the home of Israelis. What sweet people they were.
On Friday night, for Shabbat, we have 24 people from Germany coming for Shabbat dinner who are in the Land on some mercy mission. This week we will be accompanying them while visiting Holocaust survivors to bring gifts, love and joy and to let them know they're still cared about and haven't been forgotten. That from German believers, as I said in a previous email, who are intent on making up for what pain and sorrow Germany brought upon Jews. Every year a group comes from Germany for that purpose. It would seem a spirit of reconciliation is upon them - to which I say, Amen.
I had one really genuine Israel experience a few days ago. I went to a funeral, well actually a memorial service taking place a few months after this man died, when they put the stone on the grave. The man died of a physical condition but really of a broken heart. Why? Because his daughter was murdered by 2 Palestinian men while out walking one evening. The daughter was an adult and had her own daughter who was of course there with her grandmother. Many others gathered around the grave. When I first entered the cemetery I felt a sense of grief that was almost palpable. But when we got to the grave site a different feeling impressed me, one of a people bound together to survive, to be strong in the midst of sorrow. Death is not new to them.
The daughter of the murdered woman is around 16-18 years old. She is also the granddaughter of the deceased. She was wrapped in the arms by another woman but it wasn't clear who was holding who up, as both seemed to need support. I was told that K, the older of the two, was the survivor of another Palestinian attack in which she and a friend were grabbed and stabbed numerous times. K has a small knife which she was able to pull out and used to slice into one of the Palestinians. K's friend died but despite 19 knife wounds, K lived and was able to give the knife to the police who were able to obtain a DNA specimen that somehow enabled them to capture the Palestinians who are now in jail for murder. It was at the trial that K met the mother and father of the first mentioned murdered woman. They adopted each other and K became like the daughter they lost to the parents and quite close to that woman's daughter whom she was now holding on to.
The experience of being there, hearing them say the prayers in Hebrew that are always said at Jewish funerals was both familiar and foreign to me. The prayers are a praise to God, but in America most Jews don't understand enough Hebrew to know what it says, though Hebrew is used for prayers. But here in Israel, they know the words give glory to God even in the shadow of death. While most Christians would tend to think that without Yeshua these people wouldn't sense God's strength, His presence, or even His joy. But for those who have faith in God, they give him praise and sing His praises, often with great fervor and/or joy, and they speak of trusting in Him, sometimes more than Christians do as their need for Him is great. But then, after all, the whole Tenakh (O.T.) is filled with Jews giving praise to God. Why would then not now?
After the memorial service, we all went back to the home of the wife and in typical Jewish fashion, there was a lot of food. I have to add that the house was filled with Israeli art which was inspiring to me. All Biblical. Israel is about the Bible, no matter what level of faith one has.
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Some areas are sort of steep - going down is, needless to say, much easier than going up. I can feel myself growing stronger with each hike. After reading the portions of Scripture mentioned above, I felt like I was walking where David might have. At least I could "feel" what it must have been like on the trails for him. It's beautiful territory but the fact that this is where it all took place, makes the stories different. They don't feel so much like stories of way back when and over there when you're here. I know what it sounds like now to tramp down rock strewn mountain paths.
There's a constant welcoming of people. Hospitality is a way of life here. Last night 17 people came to 'our' home from a visiting group from all over America. They are a group called Hands to the Land, who come to be of help to Israel. They came last night for a concert of Alyosha's music followed by a time of refreshments and mingling. Somehow they all fit into the living room, plus the grand piano,though it's not a very large home. They welcomed the opportunity to be in the home of Israelis. What sweet people they were.
On Friday night, for Shabbat, we have 24 people from Germany coming for Shabbat dinner who are in the Land on some mercy mission. This week we will be accompanying them while visiting Holocaust survivors to bring gifts, love and joy and to let them know they're still cared about and haven't been forgotten. That from German believers, as I said in a previous email, who are intent on making up for what pain and sorrow Germany brought upon Jews. Every year a group comes from Germany for that purpose. It would seem a spirit of reconciliation is upon them - to which I say, Amen.
I had one really genuine Israel experience a few days ago. I went to a funeral, well actually a memorial service taking place a few months after this man died, when they put the stone on the grave. The man died of a physical condition but really of a broken heart. Why? Because his daughter was murdered by 2 Palestinian men while out walking one evening. The daughter was an adult and had her own daughter who was of course there with her grandmother. Many others gathered around the grave. When I first entered the cemetery I felt a sense of grief that was almost palpable. But when we got to the grave site a different feeling impressed me, one of a people bound together to survive, to be strong in the midst of sorrow. Death is not new to them.
The daughter of the murdered woman is around 16-18 years old. She is also the granddaughter of the deceased. She was wrapped in the arms by another woman but it wasn't clear who was holding who up, as both seemed to need support. I was told that K, the older of the two, was the survivor of another Palestinian attack in which she and a friend were grabbed and stabbed numerous times. K has a small knife which she was able to pull out and used to slice into one of the Palestinians. K's friend died but despite 19 knife wounds, K lived and was able to give the knife to the police who were able to obtain a DNA specimen that somehow enabled them to capture the Palestinians who are now in jail for murder. It was at the trial that K met the mother and father of the first mentioned murdered woman. They adopted each other and K became like the daughter they lost to the parents and quite close to that woman's daughter whom she was now holding on to.
The experience of being there, hearing them say the prayers in Hebrew that are always said at Jewish funerals was both familiar and foreign to me. The prayers are a praise to God, but in America most Jews don't understand enough Hebrew to know what it says, though Hebrew is used for prayers. But here in Israel, they know the words give glory to God even in the shadow of death. While most Christians would tend to think that without Yeshua these people wouldn't sense God's strength, His presence, or even His joy. But for those who have faith in God, they give him praise and sing His praises, often with great fervor and/or joy, and they speak of trusting in Him, sometimes more than Christians do as their need for Him is great. But then, after all, the whole Tenakh (O.T.) is filled with Jews giving praise to God. Why would then not now?
After the memorial service, we all went back to the home of the wife and in typical Jewish fashion, there was a lot of food. I have to add that the house was filled with Israeli art which was inspiring to me. All Biblical. Israel is about the Bible, no matter what level of faith one has.
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Thursday, October 17, 2013
More in Israel
Shalom again, folks. I've now been in Israel for more than a week, but it feels a bit like I've always been here in some ways. It feels like home, even though I cannot really speak much of the language. There are enough English speakers around to get by. This land wraps itself around your heart. It's God's land, after all, and you don't have to be Jewish to love it or to feel it.
Two days ago we drove to Tiberias where the Galilee is, called the Galil (Gah-LEEL)in Hebrew. I only got a brief view of the lake though I would have liked to walk by the water's edge. The lake is HUGE with hills rising up from it all around. We met our friends for dinner and then there was a concert of Alyosha live! It was easy to use one's imagination and picture a storm, the guys in the boat being fearful and Yeshua walking across the water toward them from the other side where the mountains rise above the water. There I was where it happened! The story gets to be more than bible verses when you can see where it took place and you an easily imagine it taking place right there in front of you.
Driving through the Land the views are beautiful. High hills, mountains, and then flat planes with patchwork quilt looking squares of different colors of the different crops. Fruitfulness is everywhere.
As we were leaving Tiberias, it was bustling and busy, not exactly a tourist attraction where we were. I couldn't help but think of how villages in Yeshua's day would have also had the smells of cooking, the noise of people selling things, and as we were hearing a group of young people sitting on the ground singing some ethnic sounding songs, undoubtedly there would always have been music.
Yesterday Jody and I went for a hike - me hiking is not a usual happening but one much worth the jaunt. It is a natural park where Baron Rothchild who funded almost the entire establishment of Israel as a new nation in the late 1800s and his wife and sons are all buried - finally the generous Baron was living in Israel which he never did while alive. But support the vision for it he did. The trails are easily hikeable and the view is extraordinary once you reach the top.
Once at the top, the ruins of a Second Temple era large home sits in what must have been a most impressive dwelling - especially with that view. A tall strong arch stone entrance opens to both outside and internal walls, though its now much broken down. You can also see where grapes were turned into wine in a stone grinding wine press and where a ground deep well was the holding tank for the wine. It must have been a good bit of wine going on there that it needed an eight foot deep well. Once again, its enticing to use your imagination to try and picture what life must have been like living there. There's the remains of a threshing floor situated at the edge of the cliff, just where the strong breezes blow that we could feel as we stood there, that would have provided for the blowing away of chaff while the wheat would settle to the ground. There are also some indications of where the Byzantines in later years re-occupied the property and made it an agriculturally working property. A fascinating taste of yesteryear.
Today was an Israeli citizen adventure - we went food shopping. Perusing through a supermarket when you can't read the labels is a challenge. Pictures help. I try and sound things out in my limping Hebrew and wonder if when I get home some of the things I put in the cart will turn out to be nothing like what I thought they would be. Fortunately, Alyosha's fluent Hebrew helps but I didn't ask him about everything. The three of us spent at least two hours buying lots of veggies, fish, a chicken, and what I hope are munchies. Two challahs are for Shabbat tomorrow night when we have company coming.
Tonight after dinner we took a walk to the local park which has not shrubs or flowers but herb gardens galore all through the park. One can pick what herbs you need and Jody making her own herbal concoctions for healing purposes will be able to make some use of some of them. The park is beautiful and new, with a fountain in the middle where the spouting water at different heights change colors. We watched two little boys about 8 years old dancing in between the water jets from one side to the other with much glee. Part of the park is a kids playground with the most unique and clever climbing and swinging stuff I've ever seen. Wish I was uninhibited enough to climb up the rope jungle gym, or whatever it would be called here. Israelis are even creative and high tech about toys. Its been many years since I was on a swing but I couldn't resist this unique one. Fun stuff.
This week is the 40th anniversary of the Yom Kippur war. Tonight was the first time I've seen any TV since the airport in NY. On a rare occasion it was turned on tonight as we watched two documentaries about the 40 year anniversary of the Yom Kippur war. The '67 war was one Israel won with with a sense of victory. But the '73 war, in which Israel was taken by surprise on the holiest day of the year and most people, soldiers included, were in synagogue. It lasted three weeks and was a war that was very costly for them as they lost a lot of men, even though they won the war.
While some Arab nations around us here consider death a victory, Israelis take the death of any of their own very seriously. The Talmud says that if you save one person, you've saved the world. So the loss of one life is a loss to the world. Israelis value the life of each person, seemingly as God does. As peaceful as it seems to me here, and as much as life just goes on normally for most folks, except that every person out of high school is in the army, gals and guys, and there is still the awareness that Israeli is at war continually with her enemies. Still, as far as I have experienced, it feels less stressful or tense inducing here than in the States. Maybe its just where I've been so far, or that I'm more or less on vacation. Could be. But there is no war-like stress here or where I've been so far. I assume it's the peace of God among them.
Well, I think I'll go see what one of those things I brought home for a snack are and then to bed. Big day tomorrow. Lila tov (good night).
Two days ago we drove to Tiberias where the Galilee is, called the Galil (Gah-LEEL)in Hebrew. I only got a brief view of the lake though I would have liked to walk by the water's edge. The lake is HUGE with hills rising up from it all around. We met our friends for dinner and then there was a concert of Alyosha live! It was easy to use one's imagination and picture a storm, the guys in the boat being fearful and Yeshua walking across the water toward them from the other side where the mountains rise above the water. There I was where it happened! The story gets to be more than bible verses when you can see where it took place and you an easily imagine it taking place right there in front of you.
Driving through the Land the views are beautiful. High hills, mountains, and then flat planes with patchwork quilt looking squares of different colors of the different crops. Fruitfulness is everywhere.
As we were leaving Tiberias, it was bustling and busy, not exactly a tourist attraction where we were. I couldn't help but think of how villages in Yeshua's day would have also had the smells of cooking, the noise of people selling things, and as we were hearing a group of young people sitting on the ground singing some ethnic sounding songs, undoubtedly there would always have been music.
Yesterday Jody and I went for a hike - me hiking is not a usual happening but one much worth the jaunt. It is a natural park where Baron Rothchild who funded almost the entire establishment of Israel as a new nation in the late 1800s and his wife and sons are all buried - finally the generous Baron was living in Israel which he never did while alive. But support the vision for it he did. The trails are easily hikeable and the view is extraordinary once you reach the top.
Once at the top, the ruins of a Second Temple era large home sits in what must have been a most impressive dwelling - especially with that view. A tall strong arch stone entrance opens to both outside and internal walls, though its now much broken down. You can also see where grapes were turned into wine in a stone grinding wine press and where a ground deep well was the holding tank for the wine. It must have been a good bit of wine going on there that it needed an eight foot deep well. Once again, its enticing to use your imagination to try and picture what life must have been like living there. There's the remains of a threshing floor situated at the edge of the cliff, just where the strong breezes blow that we could feel as we stood there, that would have provided for the blowing away of chaff while the wheat would settle to the ground. There are also some indications of where the Byzantines in later years re-occupied the property and made it an agriculturally working property. A fascinating taste of yesteryear.
Today was an Israeli citizen adventure - we went food shopping. Perusing through a supermarket when you can't read the labels is a challenge. Pictures help. I try and sound things out in my limping Hebrew and wonder if when I get home some of the things I put in the cart will turn out to be nothing like what I thought they would be. Fortunately, Alyosha's fluent Hebrew helps but I didn't ask him about everything. The three of us spent at least two hours buying lots of veggies, fish, a chicken, and what I hope are munchies. Two challahs are for Shabbat tomorrow night when we have company coming.
Tonight after dinner we took a walk to the local park which has not shrubs or flowers but herb gardens galore all through the park. One can pick what herbs you need and Jody making her own herbal concoctions for healing purposes will be able to make some use of some of them. The park is beautiful and new, with a fountain in the middle where the spouting water at different heights change colors. We watched two little boys about 8 years old dancing in between the water jets from one side to the other with much glee. Part of the park is a kids playground with the most unique and clever climbing and swinging stuff I've ever seen. Wish I was uninhibited enough to climb up the rope jungle gym, or whatever it would be called here. Israelis are even creative and high tech about toys. Its been many years since I was on a swing but I couldn't resist this unique one. Fun stuff.
This week is the 40th anniversary of the Yom Kippur war. Tonight was the first time I've seen any TV since the airport in NY. On a rare occasion it was turned on tonight as we watched two documentaries about the 40 year anniversary of the Yom Kippur war. The '67 war was one Israel won with with a sense of victory. But the '73 war, in which Israel was taken by surprise on the holiest day of the year and most people, soldiers included, were in synagogue. It lasted three weeks and was a war that was very costly for them as they lost a lot of men, even though they won the war.
While some Arab nations around us here consider death a victory, Israelis take the death of any of their own very seriously. The Talmud says that if you save one person, you've saved the world. So the loss of one life is a loss to the world. Israelis value the life of each person, seemingly as God does. As peaceful as it seems to me here, and as much as life just goes on normally for most folks, except that every person out of high school is in the army, gals and guys, and there is still the awareness that Israeli is at war continually with her enemies. Still, as far as I have experienced, it feels less stressful or tense inducing here than in the States. Maybe its just where I've been so far, or that I'm more or less on vacation. Could be. But there is no war-like stress here or where I've been so far. I assume it's the peace of God among them.
Well, I think I'll go see what one of those things I brought home for a snack are and then to bed. Big day tomorrow. Lila tov (good night).
Sunday, October 13, 2013
SHALOM FROM ISRAEL
ISRAELI JOURNAL #1. I've been in Israel for 5 days now. It feels very much like home though I surely don't understand everything that's being said to me in Hebrew. On the plane over, I was amazed at how many Jews are so easily coming and going, from the States to the Land. When I consider that Israel was not even a nation until 65 years ago, and how many centuries after centuries Jewish people longed or their homeland, only God could have made it finally happen. And while the world 'kvetches' (complains) that Israel is stealing other people's territory - a ridiculous accusation when you consider the tiny size of Israel and the massive size of Arab lands - God continues to do what He said He would do, restore Israel to the land He promised.
Hanna owns the bakery. She speaks as little English as Jody speaks Hebrew but Jody looked up what her name means and had Alyosha write it out in Hebrew, as he is fluent. Then the Lord gave her a word of knowledge for her. Again, she had Alyosha write it out and when she gave it to her, Hanna cried, deeply touched. No one had ever known what she was feeling, but God did. They were able enough to communicate that God is with her. The note changed Hanna's life. They still can't talk much but Hanna hugs Jody each week when she comes for a Shabbat Challah bread. The door is now open for Alyosha to be able to speak more to her about Yeshua. It all happens slowly, slowly, in Hebrew liat, liat.
As I walked the streets of Israel I wondered where these people all came from. Many are new immigrants. I heard stats years ago that there are Jews coming home to Israel from something like 80 some nations speaking 112 different languages. Somehow they all are repatriated and they become Israelis. Almost everyone attends "Ulpan" which is Hebrew language school when they move here. How could you run a country if everyone didn't speak the same language? Others are here because their grandparents or parents came.and so they've been here for a few generations. It's an amazing country especially for being so young.
I'm living with my friends, Alyosha and Jody who some of you know from when you heard Alyosha's magnificent piano rhapsodies. Living with this kind of music off and on as he practices is just wonderful. A friend named Ann has come a few times to practice with him. Her soprano operatic voice singing Hebrew worship songs in quite stirring. They are practicing together now as I write for a concert they will be doing for a travel group from South Florida that is coming to Tiberias where we'll meet with them on Tuesday. It so happens that our family knows the rabbi and his family of that Messianic group - old family friends who are leading the tour so I'll be glad to see them.
The town Jody and Alyosha live in is one of the oldest towns in the country. It was a settlement of pioneers who came in the 1880's to begin reclaiming the land. It was desolate at the time and had malaria swamps as well as unproductive desert lands. But the town today has a charming European look of a few streets lined with colorful artsy shops and outdoor cafes and restaurants. Its more like a village than a town. The streets may in fact be original as they are of very unbalanced cobblestones. No cars are allowed, and the streets are too narrow anyway. People walk up and down leisurely, shopping or just being social. It is usual for people to come out after Shabbat is over, so Saturday nights is filled with people. The local ice cream shop is a favorite. I can boast of the strawberry Sorbet but the whiskey and dark chocolate ice cream -OMGosh.
We stopped to visit David in his pottery shop. Alyosha and Jody are amazingly loving as they make the people they have come to know in the town feel appreciated just for the people they are. These are all Jews, of course, Daniel believes in God but wants to know why people hurt one another and even kill one another in wars. Where's God? He knows they are believers but there is no hard sell to try and get him to "make a commitment." With David and numerous others, they are developing friendships and trust, so Daniel feels he can be open about his God thoughts. He in fact started the conversation. They assure him that God cares about him, and that God is looking out for him and he can trust Him. Its a gentle conversation. David seems soothed. He is by no means ready to accept the Lord. This will take a while but Jody and Alyosha will be there, letting him know he's important and precious to God because he's important to them. He hugged them goodbye like he didn't want to let go of them. They will see him again soon.
Hanna owns the bakery. She speaks as little English as Jody speaks Hebrew but Jody looked up what her name means and had Alyosha write it out in Hebrew, as he is fluent. Then the Lord gave her a word of knowledge for her. Again, she had Alyosha write it out and when she gave it to her, Hanna cried, deeply touched. No one had ever known what she was feeling, but God did. They were able enough to communicate that God is with her. The note changed Hanna's life. They still can't talk much but Hanna hugs Jody each week when she comes for a Shabbat Challah bread. The door is now open for Alyosha to be able to speak more to her about Yeshua. It all happens slowly, slowly, in Hebrew liat, liat.
Today Talya came for a Bible study. She's been saved a few weeks. She works in one of the shops in the town where they had come to know her. One day recently she came to them and said "Tell me about Yeshua." As they had never mentioned Him or said anything about being a believer, how did she know? She said, "I knew the minute I met you, the way you are. I could see it in your faces." So they began to share with her and she came to the Lord. Now she comes for bible studies with them in Hebrew and she can't get enough of reading her bible. They tell me that her countenance has changed and they can see how she's changing. The marvel of Messiah!
A & J have a small fellowship group that consists of several couples, and a few singles who meet together weekly for worship and sharing the Word. But basically they just kind of live life together, having lunch or dinner together once or twice a week, or running errands together, helping one another. There aren't a lot of them, but they are devoted to one another. One has the distinct feeling that this must have been what it was like for the first century believers who met "house to house" pretty much daily. Jody is constantly turning out meals for whoever comes as their house which seems to be the primary meeting place since it houses Alyosha's piano. I think we've had at least one, sometimes two meals with friends almost every day since I've been here.
Shabbat was especially lovely. A couple who moved here from England, who were pastors at one time, but love this life here now came for brunch, then later we ate again as they were here till late in the afternoon. How the time went by. We talked about so many issues and aspects of the Lord and life in Him. It was such a wonderful day. I feel like I've known those folks for a long time. It's what I remember Shabbat being like at other times in my life. It's what it should be - a day off to rest in the Lord and share it with others who love Him. We ended the day with taking a walk and watching the sun set over the Mediteranean Sea. Glorious!
So far my time here has largely been how Jody and Alyosha live. He and I have been working together on writing a book on "Thinking Hebraically" he's been wanting to write based on his "Hebrew Nuggets" teachings. Alyosha's quite a Hebrew scholar and I must say being the scribe for this book, editing as we go, is a great honor. You're going to love this book when it comes out. Fascinating stuff!
Seeing the Word of God from a Hebrew perspective is wholly enlightening. One day Jody and I went to an organic farm for veggies somewhere in the hills. Oh yes, I almost forgot On the first day we took a tour of Beth El which is a German kibbutz but which has an enormous production of various kinds of technological wonders that are produced for the country. These devoted and Lord-loving German people began with the prayers of two women in 1958 who came to Israel to pray they the people so that somehow their prayers in some way could make up to the Jewish people for what had happened during WWII with the Nazis.
Today there are some nine hundred Christian Germans and their families living here in four communities in Israel to just be a blessing to the country, to love them, to let them know they care. They are here on visas that do not allow them to share the Lord, but they are a great blessing to the country. Hundreds of Israeli's work there and the products are enormously beneficial to Israel, including some of the apparatus that Israel uses for medical emergencies as First Responders to crises in the world which are produced by these godly people. The countenances on the faces of these folks is a sure testimony to the Lord. They have a choir that is part of the factory. Imagine, a factory choir. They came and sang hymns to us during our factory tour. Quite an extraordinary experience.
Well, by now I'm sure you're tired of reading, for those of you still here. I will write every few days to share with you what's going on here.
Good night for now from Israel.
Lonnie
Monday, October 7, 2013
Agreeing With God About Israel
Agreeing with God is the way to success |
This certainly is an historic time for Israel and (consequently) for the world. Does that sound like an outrageous statement? When God tells us to "Pray for the peace of Jerusalem," it isn't just about Jerusalem. He goes on to say, "May they prosper who love you," meaning those who love Jerusalem. This prosperity isn't a word to only mean financially, but don't we need prosperity in every area of our lives. Those of us who are Yeshua's want spiritual prosperity in every way God has made available to us, don't we? It may sound like an outrageous statement to say that our love for Israel, of which Jerusalem is the capital, is the plumb line for whether we are spiritually prosperous or not, but here are the facts, folks.
Jerusalem is called "the city of God." Zion is another name for Jerusalem. Psalm 87:2,3 says, "The Lord loves the gates of Zion more than all the other dwelling places of Jacob. Glorious things are spoken of you, O city of God. Selah." Selah means, stop and give this some insightful thought.
Scripture tells us that at some point the nations of the world will come against Israel -- but God will fight for her to keep all His promises to her for shalom, which does not mean just peace but wellbeing and - here's that word again, prosperity. The United Nations is certainly representative of the "nations of the world," is it not? And the UN as that representative has proven to be anti-Israel. Why? Why would such a tiny nation as Israel, no bigger than the state of New Jersey, seem to warrant such animosity from the rest of the nations? It doesn't make sense. At least in the natural. But if we look at it as Israel being God's representation in the world that He will one day reclaim the whole earth as His own, we can understand why the Adversary of God is so fearful of Israel's existence. In Hebrew the word for adversary is satan (which rhymes with baton). It's a title - a statement of condition, in this case, one who is against God; it not a proper name.
Israel is the only nation in the UN assembly that has no right of vote. Picture a two sided list: One side is all the nations in the world with a vote in the UN, the other side, the not-allowed-to vote
side, has only one - Israel. Why? Is it a picture of the world against God? Not that Israel is always godly; it's not, but God's promises remain and will be fulfilled. Our part is to agree with Him so we're included on the God side of the prophetic list.
Recently Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu gave an historic message to the UN Assembly. He spoke as if he were the leader as perhaps King David would have spoken if he were leader of Israel at this time. He spoke Biblically. He spoke God's word and God's truth for this time - and for all time. Below is a transcript of his message. I suggest that in the coming days, there will be little more important than each of our decisions than which side of the page we will align ourselves, for or against Israel.
We do not support Israel because we like her politics, or her leaders, or because of any reason other than God likes Israel! God has put His name, that is to say His reputation as the Sovereign and Faithful Almighty who promises and keeps His word, on what happens to Israel. Does that mean He doesn't love or care for those who may in ignorance (without knowledge) be unaware of His ways? Of course not. He offers the same forgiveness through Yeshua to those who create BIG sins as He does to those who create little sins. A sin is a sin is a sin. It may be worth mentioning here that it is reported by those in the know that literally millions of Muslims throughout the Middle East and elsewhere have been coming to faith in Yeshua. And when they do, they no longer hate Israel. Isn't that a God-sized miracle (not that all miracles aren't.)
In my Bible study just last week we were studying the story of Jacob and Esau and who got the blessing. There is so much that is applicable to today going on there. Its as if that day reverberates down to us now. May I mention that Jacob didn't steal the birthright promise from Esau, Esau had already relinquished it to Jacob; he gave it away to him over the issue of a stew, a soup. Years later, Isaac wanting a stew, a soup before he blesses Esau, "mistakenly," as far as he was concerned, gave the blessing to the one God said was to have it before the boys were born - Jacob. Note: Be careful of your decisions when you're hungry!!
But the astounding backstory to all that is how God reveals to us first Isaac's terror upon realizing what just happened. He begins to tremble violently. Why such fear? Was it because he realized he was about to act against God's explicit will and bless the wrong son? Which, not incidentally, would have affected the whole course of history. We are then also shown the agony of Esau. Read the story in Genesis 27. It's very explicit if you can picture what was taking place and the emotions involved here. We are not given such insight into Jacob or his mother's feelings other than that Jacob really ought to get out of town to flee from Esau's anger. Twenty years later Jacob returns and there is a very touching scene of reconciliation between the two brothers. Even today, such a reconciliation seems to take place in the hearts of descendants of bothJacob and of Esau when they come to Yeshua - who has taken down the middle wall that separates them. See Ephesians 2:12-14.
What we see here is that God, knowing all the animosity that would take place for generations later, even though the choice was for Jacob and not Esau, shows us that He intensely cares about the feelings, the agony, the pain, the sorrow, the loss of anyone in the throes of life. He sees our hearts. Many angry people are those who experience Esau's same kinds of emotions. Apart from Yeshua there is no hope for release from those angers and frustrations. The great miracle today is that there is an increasing number of people of every language and nation, who are aligning themselves on the side of the list with Israel - which is to say, with God, even if the governments of the world do not. Which side are you on?
Following is PM Netanyahu's speech. It is ricocheting around the world as the word of the Lord coming from Jerusalem, though it was spoken in NY.
Benjamin Netanyahu: Thank you, Mr. President.
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