Reflecting Back on Israel
Posted by Orrin Woodward on March 7, 2013
I love reading Chris Brady’s blog post. So much information, humor, and the ability to make you think wrapped up into one. This particular post shares about our trip to Israel shortly before the launch of the LIFE Business. What a fascinating trip and experience! One of the dreams of getting out of the 9 to 5 lifestyle was an ability to travel and see all the history that I routinely read about. This dream has been answered many times thanks to compensated community building. What travel dreams do you have on your bucket list?
Stone steps greet my weary feet once again, while the sun keeps up its constant beaming from above, pounding on my hat and searing my skin. The bag on my back, though small, irritates me from long companionship, and the camera that produces the pictures I so love is an annoyance. My senses are overloaded and my brain is full. It’s been another full day of touring the Holy Land.
From Dan to Beer-Sheva, and Caesarea (Maritime) to En-Giev, we’ve covered this land. We swam in the Sea of Galilee and bobbed in the Dead Sea (this latter event so comical I couldn’t stop giggling at the curious situation of lying on top of the water). We’ve surveyed archeological digs both old and new, gathered smooth stones from the Brook of Elah where David did so to the great chagrin of Goliath, and drove to the military installations along the borders of the Golan Heights. We passed through the Palestinian checkpoint at Jericho where the soldier there (Palestinian) was watering flowers. I’ve seen the Israeli soldiers, many of them young girls with cute pony-tails bouncing down the backs of their uniforms, toting AR 15 machine guns as if they were shopping bags. We have pushed through crowded, narrow market streets while the Muslim call to prayer boomed loudly from speakers mounted to minarets high above. I’ve seen monks in their brown robes with white ropes, nuns in their hobbits, and beggars of several faiths.
We walked into many an old church, usually constructed dead atop some Biblically important site, now entirely obliterated by the building meant to commemorate the very event it now obscures. Perhaps the most adventurous activity was wading through the narrow (and sometimes short) tunnel of Hezekiah, a 1750 foot wonder that snakes around back and forth under the old City of David and takes water from the Gihon Spring to the Pool of Siloam. This required feet that could withstand long exposure to the cold and still flowing spring water, a flashlight, and the ability to duck repeatedly, as well as a decent ability to fight off claustrophobia. But we all made it through, shamed by the 90 year old lady who soldiered through it with us without a word of complaint or even a slow step. Climbing the recently unearthed ceremonial staircase from the Pool of Siloam to the Temple Mount above (way above, I might add) turned into another spelunking adventure as we ended up squeezing between ancient ashlars that framed a drainage system (at least that was our best guess)