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Pumping Water to Jordan November 10, 2009

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Water Pipes

As we prepared to leave the Tiberias area, driving away from the Sea of Galilee, I pointed out to our tour guide a large pipe running above ground along the side of the road. Sections of the pipe seemed under construction, and others seemed fully functional. I ask what the pipe was for.

Our tour guide explained that Israel has a fairly good relationship with Jordan. Israel has signed a treaty with Jordan to provide water for them for irrigation. There are salty springs to the north of the Sea of Galilee. Israel doesn’t want this water running into the Sea of Galilee, and they’ve discovered that if they dilute this water, it can still be used to irrigate plants native to the Negev region – the dessert to the south. Jordan desperately needs this water. So, Israel mixes the water from these springs with recycled water from the sewer system in cities like Tiberias, and pumps 150 million cubic feet of water (per some time period that he didn’t specify; I imagine “per year”) to Jordan for irrigation.

At another point, earlier in the week, we saw a large hill inside which was the pump station for this waterway. Here’s a picture, though all you’re seeing is the electrical station on the outside of the hill. Still, I think this whole thing is fascinating.

Pump Station

What I didn’t think to ask – either time – is what Israel gets in return for this clearly vital service.

Mount of the Beatitudes November 10, 2009

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Mount of the Beatitudes

After another olive oil soaked breakfast, we made our way to the Mount of the Beatitudes to a spot near where Jesus is believed to have delivered the Sermon on the Mount. There is of course a church built there to commemorate this. It is the shape of an octagon, one side for each of the beatitudes. The grounds around it are beautifully kept. But what bothered me, like many of the commemorative churches, was the overpriced gift shop and refreshment areas, turning what would otherwise be a beautiful monument to Jesus’ great sermon into a place of business.

At any rate, the entire large group gathered in a little amphitheater built for groups like us to gather. Lindsay McCaul led worship. James assembled each of the pastors in our group from around the country and their wives, and each read a part of the Sermon on the Mount from Matthew 5-7. James then preached on the last few verses in chapter 7 where Jesus talks about the difference between building your house on the sand vs the rock.

I just love James. He walked through the text in his customary expository style, his delivery brimming with the expectation that we would actually apply the Word to our lives, not just listen to a message. And not only that, he managed to take a very familiar passage and introduce me to a new thought in teaching it. His point was that the man who builds his house on the sand looks pretty smart for a while. In fact, if troubles never come, then you’d rather be the sand guy. How much quicker and easier would it be to build on sand!? You’d be grilling burgers on the deck with your friends while the man building on the rock was still digging foundation.

Building your house on the rock only makes sense if troubles are going to come. But that’s the whole point: troubles always come. And even if you live a life of luxury and privilege in this world, the ultimate “trouble” awaits you: How will you answer a holy God who rightly demands that you give an account for your life? In this day of trouble, the sand will not provide adequate foundation to withstand the wind and the rain.

So James asked us (always moving toward application), “What would it look like for you to build your house on the rock?” At first blush, I didn’t know. Lately, I’ve been far too focused on answering questions like this in terms of career or geography or possessions. But man’s life simply doesn’t consist of the abundance of these things.

After James had finished his message, I walked down to the edge of the water — well, as close as I could with a banana plantation in the way that wasn’t there in the 1st century — and asked God to reveal to me the answer to James’ question. What I felt is that the answer isn’t about “what”, it’s about “how”. It’s not about what I do or what my address is or what I own, it’s about how I work and how I live and how I love others. Of course, this stuff requires time and margin and focus and discipline and intentional investment, but millions of people with every job, house, mortgage, car and salary imaginable both do these things well and do them poorly. It’s a matter of the heart, of belief, of a willingness to learn and rely on God’s promises, and on minimizing distraction.

So, I was grateful to God for that word. I’m pretty dense, so I’m still working through all of it. But I get absolutely stoked that God loves me so much, and I’m grateful for the freedom He gives and the way He takes care of me all the time.

Fantastic morning on the seashore.

On the Sea of Galilee November 9, 2009

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Sea of Galilee

I’ve heard a couple people say that the trip just keeps getting better, and they’re right. Absolutely my favorite experience to-date is this next part. From Capernaum, we drove a short distance along the coast to the site of where a group of archeologists had unearthed a 2000 year old boat, similar to the kind Jesus used to sail about on the Sea of Galilee. It was accidentally, and it was a major feet of engineering genius to dig it out, move it, bath it in protective chemicals, place it in a stainless steel exoskeleton, and display it to the general public. A very interesting museum had been erected at the site to tell the story and display the boat. It was fascinating.

After reading all about it and doing a little shopping in the gift shop, we were herded out onto the dock to board our own 1st century replica ship to cruise across the lake back to our hotel in Tiberius. Being on the boat has been my favorite part of the trip so far.

First, we tethered three boats together, which was an adventure all in itself. I’m not really sure they were designed to do that. Actually, we had the first two boats together from the point of launch, and had to wait for the third to join us. This wasn’t in the plan, and there was some impatience over it, but it turned out to be pretty sweet in my opinion, because it gave us time for pictures and additional worship.

James, Kathy, Lindsay, and Abby recorded a video at the bow of the ship which I thought was really cool. That was also a pretty choice place for pictures, with the sun setting in the background. I enjoyed serving people by taking pictures of them together (it’s so easy to only have one of you in every picture when you vacation as a couple).

When the worship music broke out, that’s when I really started getting into it. It was pretty amazing to be out in the middle of the Sea of Galilee in a wooden boat worshipping God, knowing that the music was echoing across the lake the way Jesus’ voice had reached thousands on the shore millennia ago. I also greatly enjoyed watching the people there, knowing that they were each having a similar experience. Everyone interacted with the experience in their own personal way, which is such a picture of the church. One God, one holy place, many people, many experiences, many pathways to relate to God.

After Lindsay led worship, James preached on Matthew 14, when Jesus sent the disciples ahead of him on a boat out onto the Sea of Galilee, knowing that there would be a terrific storm. Caught out on the lake as the wind and waters raged against the boat, the disciples were afraid for their lives, fighting against the storm. In the middle of the night, Jesus walked out to them on the water, and they were terrified because they thought He was a ghost. He calls to them, Peter (the impetuous one that he is) asks Jesus to call to him to walk out on the water. Jesus does, and Peter with great faith jumps out of the boat and miraculously walks on the water to Jesus. But of course, as we do, he takes his eyes of Jesus, becomes afraid, and begins to sink. Jesus rescues him, and the disciples rightly worship Him.

James’ devotion on this passage focused on how Jesus orchestrated the whole thing to demostrate His faithfulness both to the disciples and to us, and that our role in the picture is to A) fix our eyes on Jesus and B) to jump out of the boat. Even if we sink, Jesus will be there to catch us. A classic message from this passage, but made more alive hearing it echo across the waters of the Sea of Galilee.

Before, during and after the message, it was beautiful to look out over the water and see the surrounding mountains, knowing that tens of thousands had sat on the shores of this lake to hear Jesus teach. The sunset was beautiful. After dark, the city of Tiberius was beautiful, lit up on the hillside. It reminded me of Jesus’ words in Matthew 6 that a city on a hill cannot be hidden.

Another great part of the ride was when one of the Israelis led us in a gospel song. Everyone got extremely rowdy, clapping and dancing, and it was great fun. Certainly unlike any other boatride I’ve ever taken. There was also a point when James and his daughter Abby danced together during the music. He both plays and devotes himself to the gospel and to his family with such reckless abandon, even in the presence of so many that are inclined to judge him or hold him to an impossible standard.

Capernaum, Jesus’ Adult Home November 9, 2009

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Capernaum

After lunch, we back around to the northern end of the Sea of Galilee to visit Capernaum. One of the things I have definitely been finding disturbing is that every place Jesus did anything significant in Israel now has a church, gift shop, and parking lot built on top of or next to it. Their version of being respectful and keeping the site holy is to require everyone to cover their shoulders and knees when we visit the site, but I’d much rather they forewent building something on top of the site and selling Coke for $3 a can. But when it really turns my crank is when they offer little urns of dirt or bottles of water that’s supposedly blessed because it came from that site. Ugh. I don’t see Jesus being happy about all that.

But anyway… We visited the site of Capernaum. There’s nothing there now, but in Jesus’ day it was a thriving fishing village on the north end of the Sea of Galilee. Peter lived there before he was called to be an apostle, and it is probable that Jesus stayed in Peter’s home often, using it as a home base for his ministry in the Galilean region.

There is of course a church there, along with the ruins of ancient Canaanite temple, covered over by Jewish synagogues and pagan temples (read 1 and 2 Kings), covered over by a church (the Constantine era), covered by a masque (the Byzantine era), etc. So lots of layers and ruins and fun for archeologists. By the way, evidently Jesus did quite a few miracles in the synagogue that existed on this site in His day. Remember how Jesus condemned Capernaum in Matthew 11:23-24? “And you, Capernaum, will you be exalted to heaven? You will be brought down to Hades. For if the mighty works done in you had been done in Sodom, it would have remained until this day. But I tell you that it will be more tolerable on the day of judgment for the land of Sodom than for you.”

One thing I found interesting was that the new church built over the site of what was thought to be Peter’s home looked like the flying saucer from the movie Chicken Little. It has legs which suspend an octagonal spaceship-looking building over the archeological dig site. Weird. We later learned that the eight sides are significant because they represent the eight beatitudes with which Jesus opens the sermon on the mount in Matthew 5.

Fish Heads at Ein Gev November 9, 2009

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After our detour in the Golan Heights, we headed south along the east side of the Sea of Galilee to a little port village of Ein Gev, maybe 2/3 of the way down the lake. This was a place that served “Peter’s fish”, we were told. We were also warned that it would be served the way Peter would have eaten it to. So, when I got there, I discovered what this meant… The default order at this restaurant was a whole tilapia. Head. Tail. Bones. The whole deal. Plus a bunch of sides and salads served family style. Of course, that included pita and humus. (What doesn’t in Israel?!) However, if you felt you couldn’t handle the “Peter Special”, then you could get the head and/or tail removed in the kitchen, or just get fillets (which would be frozen not fresh), or even order a burger or pizza if you really couldn’t take it.

My philosophy… When in Israel, do like Peter did. Plus, the Philippines had numbed my senses. So I’m the only person I know of that ordered the default. And it came out whole, starring at me, and soaked in oil. Normally I like Tilapia, but I’m used to eating it grilled with mango chutney (long live Bone Fish Grill). But if pita and humus comes with every meal in Israel, then oil comes with every dish served at every meal. Sometimes I’m surprised I don’t see people walking around drinking the olive oil out of a glass.

So, I was once again the party guy. Everyone wanted pictures of my whole fish. A guy at my table, pretended to bite the head off his already-decapitated fish for a classic picture pose. I couldn’t be left totally out in the cold without a clever picture, so even though it was a distant second, I posed for cameras kissing mine. Yes, the fish. We made a cute couple. Here’s a picture…

Kissing Peter's Fish ... before I ate it

After doing my traditionally poor job of cleaning the bones of my dinner and supplementing it with 3 massive pieces of pita slathered with humus, we were back on the road heading for Capernaum.

Fish heads, fish heads, rolly polly fish heads……..

Tel Dan November 9, 2009

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Tel Dan

After breakfast, we departed the hotel in Tiberias and headed north along the Sea of Galilee, then through the Hula valley between the Ridge of Napthali on the Lebanese border and the mountains ridge of the Golan Heights, to Tel Dan. Tel Dan is located in the extreme north end of Israel. It’s one of the northernmost areas in the country, nestled on a “land peninsula” between Lebanon to the north and west and Syria to the east. I don’t think Dan is a modern city, but Tel Dan is the site of both a beautiful nature reserve and some very interesting ruins.

Our guide explained to us that 60% of the southern half of Israel (called the Negev) is desert. On the way to the Tel we encountered a fairly massive artificial hill on the northwest shore of the Galilee sea. This hill houses three underground (evidently fairly massive) pumps which extract fresh water from the Sea of Galilee and pump it south to the Negev for irrigation. This is one of the many ways that Israel has restored life to the region since being re-established as a nation in 1948. What’s most amazing about this is that pumping this water south from Galilee (below sea level) is entirely an uphill process, so it takes a lot of power and pressure.

Another thing we saw along the way was very rocky soil, the result of volcanic activity in the area millennia ago. I was reminded of the parable of the four soils in Matthew 13. It was very obvious that the people listening to Jesus would have known exactly what he was talking about. I have pictures, but like many things they don’t really do it justice.

Despite some very rocky areas, we saw fruits and vegetables growing everywhere. Pretty much anything you can imagine: avocados, bananas, oranges, apples, grapefruit, dates, and so on. Every field had something different growing in it. It’s not hard to understand why Israel is the bread basket of the Middle East, why God called it a land flowing with milk and honey, or why everyone and their brother in that area (who are living in squalor in the dessert) wants to take it away from them (or destroy it if they can’t have it).

It was also pointed out that there are generally very few workers harvesting crops in the fields or working on roads, etc. When Faith and I visited the Philippines, we noticed how little equipment there was, and that most construction was accomplished by large numbers of men with very rudimentary tools. In Israel, much like in the United States, there is a lot of technology applied to construction and agriculture. One example I found amusing is that they have automated cow milkers. These are unmanned robotic stalls stuck out in a field of dairy cows. The cows eat all they want in the field, but there are treats dispensed by the robots. The cow comes into the stall to get the treat, the doors closed, and the robot milks the cow. It is then released back into the field. If the same cow tries to come back too soon, it is rejected by the milker robot and has to come back later. How cool!

But I digress. On to Tel Dan…

Tel Dan

Dan was originally called Lyeish in the days of Moses and Abraham. The first thing we saw at the nature reserve that stands there now was the River Dan, one of the three tributaries which converge in northern Israel to form the Jordan river. Two of the three fountainheads of the Jordan originate in this area of the country. As the Jordan supplies much of the fresh water to Israel, it’s easy to understand why Israel wouldn’t want to give up control of it by giving up the territory in the Golan Heights.

We saw the ruins of an ancient site of one of the two pagan ritual centers that King Jeroboam built in about 1700 BC. The other was in Beth’El, Even so closely following the reigns of David and Solomon, the kingdom was divided and the people began intermarrying with pagan nations and following their gods. Jeroboam set up these two ritual centers to make it more convenient for people to get them rather than going all the way to Jerusalem (which I sortof understand having seen how far they’d have had to walk to get there). As our guide talked about how the Hebrews forgot God once they began to intermingle with their pagan neighbors, I thought about how much easier and more convenient it is to “follow” a god of your own making or choosing. It’s so much harder to build a real relationship with the One True God of the Universe.

At both of ritual centers, the rebellious Hebrews erected golden calves to be worshipped and to whom to sacrifice. The temple was set on a hill overlooking the Lebanon border, and I found it quite intimidating to be able to look down into a valley and see one town on the Israeli side and another on the Lebanese side. It was the first time I felt uncomfortable being so close to a spot where real war and conflict had been and could be again so easily. This was especially true after we spent a great deal of time while the bus was en route discussing conflict experienced with Lebanon and Syria over the years, including recent times when Syria thought it would be a good idea to lob thousands of rockets over the border into villages on the northern end of Israel. We saw those villages. Can you imagine living *there*? You’d think frequent rocket attacks would be hard on property values.

Coming over a hill, we were faced with a large downward slope. Ahead of us were the high ridges of the Golan Heights and Mount Hermon. Our guide explained that there were only a limited number of routes through mountain passes in this range, so again another extreme value of this territory. The main roads connecting places like Damascus with Jerusalem or Egypt pretty much have to come through the Golans, so Israel is pretty motivated not to give them up.

Next we came to a very well preserved gate section of a wall that once protected a Canaanite city there. These ruins were about 3700 years old. In fact, Abram is thought to have passed through these very gates in pursuit of the kings who kidnapped his nephew Lot in Genesis 14. Pretty cool to have walked in a place where Abram walked.

We also saw another entrance into the city where the king would sit to judge or listen to news as people approached. See 2 Samuel 19 as an example.

An interesting fact about Tel Dan. The excavation of archeological sites in this area revealed the only place where the term “House of David” has ever been found.

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