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The Western Wall of Partition

“For he [Yeshua]  himself is our peace, who has made the two groups one and has destroyed the barrier, the dividing wall of hostility,  by setting aside in his flesh the law with its commands and regulations. His purpose was to create in himself one new humanity out of the two, thus making peace” (Ephesians 2:14-15).

Many Christians believe that the ‘dividing wall’ that Yeshua destroyed is the Torah, the instructions of God found in the first five books of the Bible.   The Torah is not, nor ever was destroyed by Yeshua. ‘Setting aside in his flesh the law’,  he destroyed the man-made regulations that separated men and women, Jew and gentile, and slave and free from worshiping the God of Israel in Spirit and in Truth.

Dividing Walls of 'Hostility"
Dividing Walls of ‘Hostility” at the Kotel

The Kotel or the Western Wall area still has dividing walls today.  There is an ‘outer court’ barrier between those who are just visiting as tourists (in the foreground) and an ‘inner court’  barrier between men and women (down the center).   And according to some man-made regulations,  reading a Torah scroll by women is still forbidden.  

When I was at the Western Wall on the Shabbat, I wondered why the men were dancing in circles and praising God with loud voices, but the women were not.  I asked some young women who were studying at a yeshiva (school for religious study)  in Jerusalem.  I was told that ‘only men dance’.  I  asked why they  could not praise God through the dance. Were they not joyful too?  It was the Shabbat after all!  They didn’t know the answer.

Fifteen minutes later these same women had a circle within a circle within a circle of 50-60 women dancing while singing the Psalms from their prayer books.  I joined one circle with a Swedish woman and we listened to these women’s voices beautifully harmonize the Psalms in Hebrew.  Together as women, Jew and gentile, we worshiped  just like the men (my husband was dancing with them).  This is the ‘one new man’ for which Yeshua gave his life.  This is the unity of worship the God of Israel desires between His chosen people and the nations.  Someday, when the gentiles come to their fullness of their calling, this will be the testimony of Yeshua for the world.

We visited The Kotel multiple times during our visit.   We noticed that most Christian tourists, those who most likely believe the ‘dividing wall’ was destroyed by Yeshua, actually stay behind the ‘outer court’ barrier rather than approach the Western Wall to pray with the brothers and sisters of Yeshua. By remaining behind the barrier (and taking photos), these Christians still believe a barrier exists and lose the opportunity to make Israel envious for their own Messiah.   I will never forget my Shabbat dancing at the Western Wall. While discussing dancing with those young women, I also had the opportunity to talk to them about Yeshua, the very reason they should be joyous on the Shabbat at the Western Wall.   Their salvation has come!

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Daniel, the Levite – February 10

My husband, daughter and I all had ‘appointed times’ at the Western Wall our last night there.  My husband met a man from Philadelphia who thought he was Jewish and began asking him questions.  My husband explained that he was not Jewish but considered himself Messianic and ‘grafted into the Olive Tree of Israel.’  He was able to answer all of the man’s questions until the man said, “I, too, must be Messianic!”  The man was so blessed by their conversation, he had a picture of the two of them taken. 

While I was at the Wall praying and crying for my dear friend’s son, my daughter finished her prayer time and went to the flag pole to wait for us.  An older Jewish gentleman came over to speak with her.  He said a blessing over her.  Later she told me that meeting him was an answer to one of her prayers.

When I was finished praying, I went to the flag pole to meet my daughter.  She was still visiting with the man whose name was Daniel.  He told me she was beautiful and wished he had a son young enough to marry her.  We laughed a little over that comment and then the conversation began.

Daniel told me that his family lineage goes back as far as Moses and the Levites.  His ancestors not only worshipped at the Temple, but were the priests who officiated the ceremonies and traditions.  Then his family went into exile into Yemen until the recent years when he made returned to Israel His sisters moved to New York and Chicago.  He desires them to make aliyah (return to the Land) because he misses them very much.

He asked me if I was Jewish and I told him that I was ‘goyim’, one of the nations.  He was fascinated by that because I stood in front of him with a traditional head covering and had just come from praying at the Wall.

He asked me how many children I had and their names.  As I told him their names, Yishai (Jesse), Yosiah (Josi), Ya’akov (Jacob) and Yemima (Jemima), he became very intrigued that they had Hebrew names.  When I finished with Yemima he said, “Like the daughters of Job who were so beautiful  there were no women like them in all the land.”  He continued, “You know that the Scriptures indicate that these women were not just beautiful at the time of Job,but has inferences to the end times and the coming kingdom that they are still the most beautiful women.”  I did not know that, but was extremely blessed by his prophetic words and blessing over my daughter.

I asked him what ‘traditions’ he still holds to and he explained that Pesach (Passover) and (Sukkot) along with Purim and Shabbat were his traditions.  I told him that our family keeps the Shabbat.  I don’t think he was too surprised by that, but when I told him that we celebrate Pesach and bring people into our home to teach them, he said “You are very good people.”  I explained that it was important for ‘gentiles’ to know that if people like him, the Levites and the Jews, had not been faithful for generations to pass the stories onto their children, we could not know the stories and celebrate with them.   Again, he said, “You are a good family.”

He then turned the conversation to the Western Wall.  He said that as they pray they wait for Messiah Ben David to come.   (Note: as they face the Western Wall to pray, they are looking EAST from where Messiah will come.  Every eye at that Wall WILL see Him coming in the clouds and they will look on the one they pierced and mourn even more than they do now.)

He asked if I knew about the Messiah Ben David.  Was I Messianic?  (Messiah Ben David, is the coming King Messiah, Yeshua who will reign from Jerusalem.)

I responded that I am Messianic and I know of Messiah Ben David.   I told him that I waited for him to return as King.  He was a little confused about the Messiah returning so I explained that as a Messianic, I was a follower of Yeshua, the Messiah of Israel.  He was definitely not offended and the conversation continued.

I asked him if he ever read the Brit Chadasah (the New Testament).  He said that he had not.  I told him he should read it because it’s all very Jewish because Yeshua was Jewish.

He said that Yeshua was very Jewish, but he was not a good Jew and did many things wrong.   Therefore he could not be the Messiah.  Though the Jewish people did not kill him, Pilate found enough wrong with him to have him crucified.  Like the Rabbi who claimed to be Messiah several years ago and died, he said Yeshua died too.  I agreed with him because Yeshua did die, but I said that Yeshua did not do anything wrong because he kept the Torah perfectly.  He said he could agree with that until the judgement by Pilate.

I asked him, “So what do you do with Messiah Ben Yosef.”  (Messiah Ben Yosef is known as the ‘suffering Messiah’ written about in Isaiah 53).  He said, “Oh, that is a good question.  Messiah Ben Yosef must come before Messiah Ben David.”  And, he is right.

I told him that according to the book of Daniel, the great prophet after whom he was named, said that the Messiah must come before the destruction of the Temple.  He agreed.  I then said, “Here we stand at what remains of that Temple.  Who came before that destruction that could be considered the Messiah Ben Yosef?”  He responded, “Good question.

I went on to explain that the Prophet Jeremiah said that a day would come when a new covenant would be given that would change the hearts of people and the Torah would be written on their hearts.  He blessed the great prophet Jeremiah and said the words I spoke were truth.  I went on to say that I believe that is what happened to me.  I believed that the Spirit of God wrote the words of Torah on my heart and I as a gentile could now follow the Messiah of Israel, Yeshua.  He responded, “But I follow Moses.”   And, because we love Torah, I was able to say, “We follow Moses, too.”

He then said, “But Christians have their own book that they created.”  I explained that they still have the Hebrew Scriptures, but they don’t read them like they should.  They do not embrace the fullness of the faith in the Scriptures.  Still, I said, he should give the Brit Chadashah a chance and read it.”

He told me they are very anxious for the Third Temple to be build.  I told him I was too!  The Third Temple will be where Messiah Ben David comes to and once again the Levitical priesthood will have their duties.  He, Daniel, will be one of them if Messiah returns in his lifetime.

One of my prayers at the Wall was about meeting someone who could give me some insight on the Jewish view of suicide.  I have heard everything from eternal damnation to salvation because ‘we never know’.    I wanted to know what the Jewish perspective was.  Here, in front of me was a Levite, one called to teach Torah, who I could ask.  So I did.

He was very grieved to hear that my friend’s son had killed himself.  He said that is very serious in Judaism.  If a Jewish person commits suicide they do not get buried in a Jewish cemetery.  The reason was because of the preciousness of the soul in the eyes of HaShem (God).  Each human has a soul and it is God’s determination when that soul must pass from this life to the next.  When we take that decision into our own hands, we commit a very grievous act.  He explained that we will all stand before God to give an account of our lives and the one who commits suicide will have to give a greater account – giving the reason why he did not cherish the soul given to him by God.  For those that do not walk in faith, there is greater grief as there is hopelessness too.   This was the most profound explanation of suicide I have ever heard in my entire life.  I thanked him and told him he had been an answer to my prayers at the Wall.  I believe he was overwhelmed by that, but it was the truth.

By this time my husband came from praying at the men’s wall and met Daniel, the Levite.  Daniel told my husband we are a very blessed family.  I said to him, “I, too, wish you had a son for my daughter.”  He responded, “You would have your daughter marry a Jew?”

Yes, Daniel, I would.

Pray that Daniel takes the seeds of Messiah Ben Yosef to heart.  Pray that he has a desire to read the Brit Chadashah and meets His own Messiah, the true Pesach Lamb, the Lord of the Sabbath, and the one who is returning to Jerusalem as Messiah Ben David, Yeshua.

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Ancient Paths – February 7

Shalom Aleichem means ‘peace be upon you.’  The response should be ‘Alecheim Shalom’, ‘upon you peace.’.  This is what Yeshua meant in Luke 10:5-6 when he told his disciples to put peace a upon a house they entered.

“When you enter a house, first say, ‘Shalom to this house.’ If someone who promotes shalom is there, your shalom will rest on them; if not, it will return to you.”  

I have been praying about why I have not had some poignant experience being in Jerusalem and walking the old streets.  The rocks are ancient, the people are a testimony to God’s faithfulness and the Western Wall is an inspiring remnant of the place were the Glory of Yahweh Elohim dwelt.

The Lord spoke to my heart and said, “Shalom.”  Shalom.  The Hebrew word means ‘peace’.  The Hebrew word pictures mean destruction of the leader of chaos.  Shalom.  Yes, there is shalom in this city.  For a country that is surrounded by enemies wanting to destroy it, there is shalom.

Ariela, from whom we’re renting our apartment, said that in spite of bombs, in spite of knowing that there could be war at any moment, the people keep on living.  They have to.  They cannot sit down and wait for life to pass them by because they are worried about the next violent event.  There is shalom.

Psalm 122 speaks about ‘praying for the shalom of Jerusalem.’  I know that our family prays and I know that many others around the world pray for the peace of  Jerusalem.  So, it rests here in a unique way.  I say unique, because Psalm 122 says those that love you shall prosper.  The true shalom that this city needs is the Sar HaShalom or the Prince of Peace, the Messiah of Israel.  He brings a different kind of peace – a peace in the heart.  A peace that truly prospers an individual’s spirit, mind, soul, and even body.   As His peace enters the hearts of Israelis that don’t know Him,  shalom will increase abundantly and this city will prosper.  I honestly can imagine that day and rivers of living water flowing from the center of Jerusalem.   Perhaps what I am sensing is the closeness of that day, the quickly approaching peace of the Prince of Peace.

Zechariah 14:7-9 “It will be a unique day—a day known only to the Lord—with no distinction between day and night. When evening comes, there will be light. On that day living water will flow out from Jerusalem, half of it east to the Dead Sea and half of it west to the Mediterranean Sea, in summer and in winter. The Lord will be king over the whole earth. On that day there will be one Lord, and his name the only name.”

Today we decided to spend in and around the Jewish Quarter of the Old City.  We began by walking through the Jaffa Gate and down David Street.  This is a narrow stone street with many vendors on the sides.  Eventually this street takes you to a small Kotel entrance in the Jewish Quarter.  Before going through security for the Kotel, we wanted to go to the Temple Institute.

The Institute is dedicated to re-building the the Third Temple on Mount Moriah. They are actively involved in research, raising public awareness about the Temple, and the central role that it occupies in the spiritual lives of Jews and the world.  They are most well-known for creating the furniture and objects necessary for Temple operation.  Unfortunately, the Temple Institute didn’t have any English tours on Friday.  We did, however, get to see the Temple Menorah as they had it on display outside.

From there we headed down a long staircase toward the Davidson Center.    While walking down the stairs, we met an Orthodox Jewish man, one wearing all black and a black hat, who wanted to bless us (and of course he wanted alms for the poor as well, which we gave).  He blessed us with the Hebrew blessing I have been trying to learn and get into my head:  The Shehecheyanu:  “Blessed are you, Lord our God, King of the Universe who has given us life, has sustained us, and brought us to this moment.”

Baruch atah יהוה, Eloheinu melekh ha’olam sheecheyan ve’quiehmanu vehigiyanu lazman hazeh.

The Davidson Center is also known as the Jerusalem Archaeological Park.  It is an area still being unearthed at the southern wall of the Temple next to the Dung Gate.  We were able to walk up the steps and stand at the Hulda Gates (now closed)  where 2000 years ago Jewish pilgrims would enter the Temple Courts during the time of Yeshua.  We walked part of the southern wall and on the main street from the Second Temple time.  There were merchant stalls for buying sacrifices, a mikvah bath  and the stone structure from where the shofar would be blown for Shabbat and other Holy Day.

Before entering the Temple with a sacrifice, a man would have mikveh bath or a time of cleansing.  He would enter the bath down one set of stairs, wash to make himself clean, and return up the other side of the stairs.  Baptism is a mikveh and represents the death, burial and resurrection of Messiah in our lives.  Mikvot (plurah mikvah) however, were done often and for many different reasons.   For example, a woman after her monthly cycle would have so a mikveh.  

The shofar stone structure had been pushed off the Temple wall by the Romans in A.D. 70.  It was a huge stone with a type of bench for standing.  The Hebrew inscription remains on the rock which is how they knew what it was.

From the archaeological park’s Southern Wall of the Temple, we returned to the Western Wall to pray for those who sent us requests.  The activity at the Wall was different than the day before.  There were more security people – IDF soldiers preparing for Erev Shabbat – Evening Shabbat.

Each time I prayed at the Wall, I spoke these words in Hebrew: “Baruch ha’ba b’shem Adonai, Yeshua Hamashiach” from Matthew.  It is my desire that Messiah return and gather His people together, unify them in one in faith in Him.  He will only return with those in Jerusalem welcome Him back.

Matthew 23:37, 39 “Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you were not willing. For I tell you, you will not see me again until you say, ‘Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord.’” 

The rest of the day we wandered around the Jewish Quarter of the Old City.  Since we didn’t have a good map, we literally wandered around.  We walked up and down narrow stone streets and saw little children from the Tamid Torah – or Torah School.  When we finally made it to the Huldah Synagogue, we were starved.  We found the closest place that made schwarma and ate lunch in the Huldah Square.  It was a beautiful sunny day and while we ate, a street musician played “Jerusalem of Gold”.  We all commented that the moment could not be more perfect.

We wandered around a few more streets and walked the Cardo.  This is the most ancient street the Old City from Roman/Byzantine times and called the “Walk of Pillars.”  It, like the street by the Southern/Western Wall, is well below ground as millennia of civilizations have been built one on top of the other.  Today there are still Roman ruins and the area is an exclusive shopping area.

We also saw something called “Broad Wall” that is remnants of the very first city wall when King David would have lived there.  It had smaller city limits than Jerusalem today.

Before shops close at 2 p.m. to prepare for the Sabbath, we were able to buy a few little gifts for friends and then wandered our way out of the Jewish Quarter up David’s Street and back out the Jaffa Gate. We returned to our apartment to rest and prepare for our Shabbat.  We had been given Sabbath candles in the Jewish Quarter so we went to a local store to buy our challah bread and wine and wait for pre-sunset to return to the Old City once again.

Psalm 122:1-3 “I rejoiced with those who said to me, “Let us go to the house of the Lord.”Our feet are standing in your gates, Jerusalem. Jerusalem is built like a city that is closely compacted together.  That is where the tribes go up— the tribes of the Lord – to praise the name of the Lord according to the statute given to Israel.”

We went through the Jaffa Gate and back down David’s Street until we arrived at the checkpoint to enter the ‘courtyard’ of the Western Wall.  Shabbat celebrations were already beginning.   John put on his kippah (the small head covering for Jewish men) and walked to the men’s side which was a lot fuller than before.  My daughter and I went to the women’s side where we picked up a Sidur – Jewish Prayer Book.  It was in English and Hebrew.  Because I had taken requests to pray for people, I went up to the wall and prayed.  So many women weep at the wall.  Tears run down their faces as they read from their prayer books.

I say the Shema* and the welcome words for Yeshua to return for His people – to not forget them –  and pray for my friends; some who I don’t know very well at all.  May YHVH Elohim answer all of the prayers not because of the Wall, but because of His faithfulness to His people.  Truly, the hundreds and hundreds of Jewish men, women, and children at the Western Wall on the Shabbat are evidence of His faithfulness to His people.

Jeremiah 31:34-36  “This is what the Lord says, he who appoints the sun to shine by day, who decrees the moon and stars to shine by night, who stirs up the sea so that its waves roar— the Lord Almighty is his name:  “Only if these decrees vanish from my sight,” declares the Lord, “will Israel ever cease being a nation before me.”

Obviously there were not just Jewish people at the Wall as we’re not Jewish.  However,  very few from the nations go to the wall.  VERY FEW.  Most just stand behind the barrier and and watch the events happening.   They honestly do not understand, if they are believers, they are grafted into the Olive Tree of Israel. Going ‘boldly before the throne of grace’ means they can walk to the Wall, too.  My husband said he feels very sad for the people who come all the way to the Western Wall, but stay behind the barrier.  It reminds him of the ‘wall of partition’ that has been put back up separating the Jew from the gentile, the very ‘dividing wall’ that Yeshua brought down.  We, as the nations, need to go forth reverently and weep for the people of Israel, the Jewish people who do not know Yeshua, but definitely know the Shabbat of our God.

After praying at the Wall, my daughter and I sat on a bench near the back.  On our right, we watched gentile women stand on chairs to look over the men/women barrier.  Signs everywhere request ‘modest dress’ and ‘proper head coverings’.  Few, if any respect the signs.  For many of these women, it was ‘entertainment’ and reminded me of when I lived in the Amish country and people gawked at how the people were dressed or rode in buggies.  On our left, four or five young Jewish women sat praying, eyes closed with their prayer books.

Listening to the men singing and knowing they were dancing, it was hard for me to sit still.  Those of you who know me, know I dance.  I love to dance and to dance at the Western Wall on Shabbat – priceless.  So, I approached the young women and asked them if they danced.  They all looked at me like I was crazy.  Several shook their heads and one girl said, “No, only the men dance!”  I then asked them if only the men were allowed to have joy.  They stared at me not knowing what to say.  I went on: “It is the Shabbat, why can’t women at least do the hora?”  They didn’t know the answer so I told them I loved to dance.  One girl then said that SOMETIMES there’s dancing, but not often.  I then asked if only the men were allowed to express their joy to the Lord because I have a lot of joy.  By this time, they were listening, but not sure about me.  Again, those of you who know me, understand.  I continued.  “I have joy because I know Yeshua as the Messiah of Israel.  It’s Shabbat and I want to dance for joy to Him.”  No, I did not get prayer books thrown at me.  One girl told me that was nice,  but no one dances and she would like to sometime. They all sullenly agreed and then one by one left the bench.  Well, I thought, at least I spoke the name Yeshua!

I received a text message. Without going into a lot of details, it was my friend who leads the Inner Court Dancers.  She was watching the web cam of the Wall and looking for me and my daughter.  Eventually she saw us and sent a blessing to us.

For a short time, my daughter and I watched my husband on the men’s side.  He stood outside a circle of Orthodox Jewish men who were dancing and he was clapping his hands and trying to sing the Hebrew songs.  Eventually, he moved to another circle of men – IDF soldiers and began dancing with them.  What a Sabbath celebration for my husband!

My daughter and I returned to the women’s side as I began to hear lots of singing coming from there.  We walked down the ramp to see 25 girls in a circle DANCING!  I couldn’t believe it.  I even recognized two of the girls I had been talking to earlier.  They were all in an Orthodox Jewish School and were learning Hebrew.  I ran up to the circle and so wanted to join in, but wasn’t sure.  Another woman, who only spoke Spanish, looked at me and I at her, and we nodded.  We broke the chain of hands and joined the circle of dancing.  Of course, how could I NOT?!  Then I started reading the prayer book of the girl dancing next to me and they were singing the Psalms.  Sometimes they were just singing ‘na na na na na’, so it was easy to join in singing and dancing by the Western Wall, Jerusalem, Israel.    A moment in my life I will never, ever forget because I am a foreigner, keeping the Sabbath, holding fast to the covenant and brought to the holy mountain.  Not only was I dancing with joy for Yeshua, but all those young woman who desired to dance were also dancing at the western wall of His house of prayer for all nations!  Bo Mashiach – Come Messiah.  For as these people stand at the Western Wall, someday soon, Yeshua will return to enter through the closed Eastern Gate and they WILL SEE HIM!

Shabbat Shalom
Shabbat Shalom!

Isaiah 56:6-7 “And foreigners who bind themselves to the Lord to minister to him, to love the name of the Lord, and to be his servants, all who keep the Sabbath without desecrating it and who hold fast to my covenant— these I will bring to my holy mountain and give them joy in my house of prayer … for my house will be called a house of prayer for all nations.”

We returned to our little apartment on Mendele Mocher Sforim full of joy. Our two Sabbath candles, challah bread and wine waited for us.  We said the traditional blessings, ate some apples and leftover schwarma, and entered into an erev Shabbat that we will remember for the rest of our lives.

*Shema Israel, Adonai Eloheinu, Adonai Echad, Baruch shem k’vod malchutot l’olam v’ed. Hear O Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is One Blessed be the Name of His glorious Kingship forever.

If you’re ever interested in seeing the Western Wall live, here’s the link:

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Jerusalem – February 6

We have arrived in the Promised Land.   The sun is shining and we’re feeling rather warm after being in blistering cold for the past several days.  We leave the plane and walk through a beautiful international terminal in Tel Aviv.  There’s virtually no Customs and we receive our Visas with our Passport.

Israel is doing new type of Visa that is not an actual stamp in the Passport.  This is for people who would like to travel to Israel and then one of the neighboring Arab countries.  Since the neighboring countries do not acknowledge Israel as a sovereign country, they do not allow you to enter if you have an Israeli Visa stamp.

We cruise through the airport to pick up our rental car.  It is brand new and very small.  We can barely fit our suitcases and carry-ons in it, but we’re used to squishy and it makes for an adventure.  The drive from Tel Aviv to Jerusalem is short and nearly all uphill.  After all, the tribes ‘go up to Jerusalem’ because it is on a mountain.

Isaiah 2:3 “Many nations will come and say, “Come, let us go up to the mountain of theLord, to the temple of the God of Jacob. He will teach us his ways, so that we may walk in his paths.” The law will go out from Zion, the word of the Lord from Jerusalem.”

We had no difficulty at all finding our apartment, Ariel gave excellent directions even though the route was full of cars and skinny roads.  We have a lovely place to call home for a few days.

Soon after ‘unpacked’, we headed for the Old City of Jerusalem.  The walk is about 20 minutes to the Jaffa Gate, however, instead of walking on the rock walkway, we followed traffic and came to the gate from the road.  There is a mezuzah on the side of the gate that many Jewish people touch before entering the city.  This comes from the Shema in Deuteronomy 6:4-9 where the Israelites are commanded to write the words of the covenant on their doorposts.  Of course, as we entered the city, we touched the mezuzah as is the custom.

“Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one (echad) Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. These commandments that I give you today are to be on your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. 8 Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. 9 Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates.”

From the inside of the gate, we decided to do a walk of the ramparts or around the top of the south wall of the city.  This walk would take us to the Western Wall of the Temple.  We were not prepared for the cold and wind after the warmth of Tel Aviv and so the walk was rather chilly.

The views of the city of Jerusalem from the ramparts were spectacular.  Trying to imagine standing let alone running on these ramparts while in the heat of battles was overwhelming.  There are very nice iron railings that weren’t there hundreds or thousands of years ago.  The rocks were difficult to walk on and the stairs were steep and scary.

Isaiah 62:6-7 I have posted watchmen on your walls, Jerusalem; they will never be silent day or night.  You who call on the Lord, give yourselves no rest, and give him no rest till he establishes Jerusalem and makes her the praise of the earth.”

Psalm 48:12-14 “Walk about Zion, go around her, count her towers,consider well her ramparts, view her citadels, that you may tell of them to the next generation. For this God is our God for ever and ever; he will be our guide even to the end.”

Psalm 122:7 “May there be peace within your walls and security within your citadels.”

At the end of the rampart walk is the Kotel or the Western Wall of the Temple.  Many people milled around taking group photos or just watching the prayers at the wall.  We each went to our separate sides – my daughter and me to the women’s side; my husband to the men’s.

It was a quiet and awe-inspiring moment to stand at the Wall and pray with women from all over the world.  I leaned my head on one of the ancient rocks and prayed many of the prayer requests people had given us.    The most important one was “Do not forget your people, Israel.”  Yes, Lord, don’t forget all of these women who prayed and cried at what remains of Your Temple.

When I had finished praying,  I stood next to the ‘dividing wall’ and listened to a young boy of about 12 (his voice had not changed yet) pray the afternoon Hebrew prayers from the Sidur – prayer book.  Old and young men joined him in responses.  While listening to him, I thought about how he is the next generation of thousands to pray the ancient prayers and cry out to the God of Israel.    I recognized many of the Hebrew words, but the one that he spoke twice penetrated my ears as he prayed for Yerushalayim: yeshua.  He prayed for yeshua, salvation of Jerusalem.

Isaiah 38:2-3 Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the Lord, “Remember, Lord, how I have walked before you faithfully and withwholehearted devotion and have done what is good in your eyes.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.”

My husband seemed to have disappeared, but he went into a room for men next to the Wall.  Inside were ancient scrolls and more men praying and blessing the Lord.  Though these men and women do not know Yeshua personally, they do know how to reverence Him, call on Him, and desire Him in ways that most people do not.

My daughter and I watched many women go to the wall, scantily dressed and uncovered, even though there were many signs that requested ‘proper dress and heat attire’.  The lack of respect for the people who have guarded our Scriptures for millennia and who birthed the Messiah, saddens me.   Even more so, the lack of understanding of how important the Western Wall is to the Jewish people and prophecies waiting to be fulfilled.

We will be returning to the Wall tomorrow evening to join Yeshua’s brothers and sisters; and our family in the commonwealth of Israel to bring in the Sabbath at sunset.  No cameras or cell phones will be allowed on the Shabbat so this time will be very special to us as we meet Yahweh on His Appointed Time in the place where Yeshua will return someday soon.

From the Kotel we walked back toward the Jaffa Gate.  It is such a blessing to see young families with children walking on the streets – obvious residents.  I was reminded how Scripture says the ‘voice of the bridegroom and the bride’ will be heard in the streets again.  These little children are the evidence of that promise and yet, there are greater promises to come.

We spent a few moments around  Zion Gate.   Two young men in gym shorts bouncing basketballs entered the Old City through the gate.   I wonder what it must be like to live in the Old City and go to and from Zion’s gate.  A gate where battles were fought and now cars try to squeeze through. The walls of this particular gate has a lot of damage, but is just as impressive as Jaffa Gate.    We stood for a few minutes and listened to a tour guide explain the bullet holes in the wall from the wars for Independence.

From there we walked through the Armenian Quarter.  We laughed and talked about our son’s Armenian college roommate from last year.  For Nicolay, we said,  and took photos of the Armenian words and ceramic pottery.   For those unfamiliar with the country of Armenia, they were the first country to accept the message of Messiah fully and completely.

As the sun set, the colder it became.   We weren’t completely prepared for the colder weather (we foolishly left our jackets at the apartment)  so we stopped in at Christ Church Cafe near the Jaffa Gate to get something hot to drink.   The coffees were delicious!

We left the Old City through Jaffa Gate that we had entered several hours earlier and walked back along the rock walkway to King David Street.  The beauty of the lights on the exterior walls makes Jerusalem look golden.  We walked down King David Street and passed the King David Hotel.  A beautiful old stone building that is beautifully lit and a treasure to this city.    We passed King Solomon Street along with George Washington St. and Lincoln Street until we came to Keren Hayesod.

We had a wonderful dinner with a very special waiter who allowed us to practice our Hebrew.  We did a quick shopping trip to the grocery store for breakfast items and finally ended this long day.  As my daughter said, “It feels like we’ve been up 24 hours.”  In many ways we have been and tomorrow is another day.

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