Friday, January 8, 2010

Holy Moly, Holy Land!

Forgive me Blogger for I have sinned. It has been four months since my last post and I come to you with a spirit of contrition, ready to repent. Because now, more than ever, I have something to blog about.
J.E.R.U.S.A.L.E.M.
Why haven't we met before? For me and Jerusalem, it was love at first sight. Like Romeo and Juliet, Cleopatra and Mark Antony, Bread and Cheese--we were meant to be together! As I stepped off the plane in Tel Aviv, I felt something special about this place. Then when I watched all the old Jewish men in the arrivals gate tenderly embrace and kiss eachother's cheek with their earlocks bobbing around, I knew it was true.
I know that the religious significance of this place has caused thousands of years of war and countless lives shed, but how many people in this world are willing to die for their religion? Most people in our world go to church because it's something to do on an Easter Sunday, or because their parents did it, but they don't feel strongly enough about their convictions they'd lay their mortal lives on the line to protect it.
I'm not trying to endorse self-inflicted martyrdom, but there's something about the devotion of the people here that is so thick you can almost breathe their piety. It's like the severe reverence of the city makes it even more animated. Just walking outside I can tell my body loves this city. Whether it's smelling so deeply the incense-spice-hookah-tea filled air until you feel like you're actually using your skin to absorb the scents through osmosis, or letting the beautiful Arabic call to prayer song echo deep in your soul as it radiates throughout the city.
My spirit loves this city. I have never felt more at one with the Lord as well as the world than when I was kneeling to kiss the monument of His tomb with a creaky and old Greek Orthodox woman one on side of me, and a large and powerful Nigerian man on the other side of me. All brought together by the love of our Savior.
My only hope is that I can remember forever that what happened here changed the world, and I know it has the power to change me.

9 comments:

Amy said...

So I take it that you're in Jerusalem. That is awesome. This post kinda touched me in a way. Thanks for sharing that moment. Its true though. I often find myself in the category of going to church just because its required. I wonder how much more religion could play in my life if I let it. I love you girl. Thanks for your insights.

Jordyn said...

BWAAHH is the only word that can convey my a) jealousy, b) excitement for you, c) happiness that you're finally blogging again, d) wishing that either I were there or you were here, e) guilt for saying that when you're going to have the best experience EVER, f) frustration that I can't remember where I was going with this. Well anyways, I love this and you and your new blog layout.

alison said...

ahhh i got chills reading this. i am so excited for you / jealous of you!

donnette perkins said...

Good on ya, girl. Drink it all in. You're my kind of traveler.

Musing Elitist said...

oh it makes me think back...i'm so happy for you. it will continue to change your life...

Janet said...

Love hearing what you are seeing and feeling. I just remember being constantly surprised and overwhelmed when I least expected it. Soak it all in. Love you and are thinking about you.

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Vitality Spa said...
Perfect descriptions. As I read it, I fell in love too! So glad you are having this experience. I love when I go through things that change my life forever :) You are wonderful

Lauren said...

alex this is beautiful. i can't wait to hear about your adventures! miss you!