Meg Rampton September 14, 2007
MNE 347
Ramadan
As with all people of every religion duty to God falls in the highest importance. It is something that must be achieved in order to continue with a solid relationship with God. In the Muslim Religion there exist five different pillars or duties that form the back bone of the religion. These duties are Shahadah, Salah, Sakah, Sawm, and Hajj.
Ramadan is the observance of the Sawm or fasting during the ninth month of the Islamic Calendar. It is a celebration of when the Qur’an was revealed. The actual word Ramadan means “intense heat, scorched ground, and shortness of rations” which is actually the name of them month. In this holiday month, Sawm is observed daily when the members do not eat, drink, smoke, and obtain from sexual interaction. This only happens during the day light hours. Along with the fasting it is also essential to refrain from “anger, envy, greed, lust, sarcastic reports, backbiting, and gossiping;” this demonstrating more efforts that are put into the teaching of Islam.
The purpose of the fast is to grow closer to Allah, control one’s desires, and to focus more devoutly to God. There are some excepts to people that do not have the condition to fast which are woman who are pregnant or breast feeding, elderly, sick and young children who have not yet entered into puberty. Also women that are menstruating must not observe the fast; however, they are required to make up these days before the next month of Ramadan.
Fasting can have many benefits. These include a increased sense of fraternity and a need to take care of their hungry brothers and sisters. It is a time of giving charity and sharing meals to break the fast together. In the Qur’an it states, “O those who believe, the fasts have been enjoined upon you as were enjoined upon those before so that you be God-fearing [Surah Baqarah, 183].”
In my own fasting for religious purposes I have come to understand self discipline and the difficulties that come with the attempt to comply with the word of the Lord. I know that fasting can bring us to closer dependence on God to get through our every day tasks that we would have normally been fine to do on our own.
I have a great respect for the Muslim people and their efforts to complete their duty to God to show their love and respect for him. Although the said duties may differ
around the world, the completion of them unites the world one the same front of bringing together all who have a deep respect and love for God and the desire to do what is right to them.
As I have walked the streets of Jerusalem during this period I have noticed a difference in the people. There appears to be a higher reverence to their God and to each other. I am highly impressed by their dedication to God and to do what His teachers here on the earth have asked.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
September 20, 2007
September 20, 2007
Spencer Kelly
6:30 breakfast came a little too early for most this morning, after yesterday’s fun free day at the beach and the Old City. Jimmy outdid himself in the kitchen again and cooked us up French toast, eggs, and the cinnamon oatmeal, porridge stuff that we all can’t get enough of. 7:30 Old Testament class just could not come quick enough yet, we waited patiently for Bro. Ludlow to begin.
Our discussion revolved mainly around covenants. We learned that the word covenant means to cut a bond, or karat be’rith in Hebrew. A covenant is “a solemn agreement between two or more parties,” “a promise of God to His children,” “a solemn agreement between God and His children containing His promises to us.” Bro. Ludlow spoke of the seven basic elements of a covenant and their possible usefulness on a future quiz namely: introduction, historical context, stipulations, ritual act, rewards and punishments, witnesses, and perpetuation. Covenants can be either vertical or horizontal; vertical meaning between God and His children and horizontal meaning between humans, either as individuals or groups. To our dismay time flew by as usual and before we knew it 8:30 was upon us and it was time to move to the forum for our Judaism class.
Looming uncertainty hung about us on our long walk from classroom 3 to the forum where our first Judaism quiz awaited us. We would be quizzed on material that covered hundreds of pages of reading, which of course, we did long before this day approached. The forum usually frigid as the Siberian tundra, was sweltering with anticipation of what was about to take place. The battle with Jewish history was long and hard but our class came out victorious in end with only a few casualties.
After the battle, separate ways were taken, Hebrew speakers to class and Arabic speakers to bed. Nap time was thoroughly enjoyed and we Arabic speakers came to lunch feeling mabsootin. Overly confident after spending an hour with the legendary Judy Goldman, the Hebrew speakers greeted us with a newly learned song and dance.
Numbering close to 50, we left the Center to see the ever impressive Israel National Museum. Oohs and aahs fell freely, as we went from exhibit to exhibit, from the strange art to the stranger. Cultured and hungry we quickly returned home to the Center and called it a day.
Spencer Kelly
6:30 breakfast came a little too early for most this morning, after yesterday’s fun free day at the beach and the Old City. Jimmy outdid himself in the kitchen again and cooked us up French toast, eggs, and the cinnamon oatmeal, porridge stuff that we all can’t get enough of. 7:30 Old Testament class just could not come quick enough yet, we waited patiently for Bro. Ludlow to begin.
Our discussion revolved mainly around covenants. We learned that the word covenant means to cut a bond, or karat be’rith in Hebrew. A covenant is “a solemn agreement between two or more parties,” “a promise of God to His children,” “a solemn agreement between God and His children containing His promises to us.” Bro. Ludlow spoke of the seven basic elements of a covenant and their possible usefulness on a future quiz namely: introduction, historical context, stipulations, ritual act, rewards and punishments, witnesses, and perpetuation. Covenants can be either vertical or horizontal; vertical meaning between God and His children and horizontal meaning between humans, either as individuals or groups. To our dismay time flew by as usual and before we knew it 8:30 was upon us and it was time to move to the forum for our Judaism class.
Looming uncertainty hung about us on our long walk from classroom 3 to the forum where our first Judaism quiz awaited us. We would be quizzed on material that covered hundreds of pages of reading, which of course, we did long before this day approached. The forum usually frigid as the Siberian tundra, was sweltering with anticipation of what was about to take place. The battle with Jewish history was long and hard but our class came out victorious in end with only a few casualties.
After the battle, separate ways were taken, Hebrew speakers to class and Arabic speakers to bed. Nap time was thoroughly enjoyed and we Arabic speakers came to lunch feeling mabsootin. Overly confident after spending an hour with the legendary Judy Goldman, the Hebrew speakers greeted us with a newly learned song and dance.
Numbering close to 50, we left the Center to see the ever impressive Israel National Museum. Oohs and aahs fell freely, as we went from exhibit to exhibit, from the strange art to the stranger. Cultured and hungry we quickly returned home to the Center and called it a day.
September 19, 2007
Laura White
September 19, 2007
Today was a free day in order to prepare for the trip to Egypt. Some of the people in the group decided to go to Tel Aviv today, but I was among those that chose to stay in Jerusalem. In the morning a group of us went to Aladdin’s to change money for Egypt and proceeded to browse through the market on our way to West Jerusalem where a large group of students had decided to meet for lunch. We ate at a shop on Ben Yehuda Street, some of us buying schwarma and others trying falafel. It was fun to meet there all together and try some of the food – it was quite tasty. Mostly though I think everyone was dying of thirst and most of us bought water or soda or something.
After lunch the group decided to split and go in their various directions. A group of six of us wanted to explore West Jerusalem a little more so we found the Ethiopian (Abyssinian) Church on Ethiopia Street. It was on a small, un-crowded road with nice houses on both side and beautiful gardens we could glimpse over the walls. The Ethiopian church itself was in a small complex. We had to take our shoes off before entering the church itself which was a round building. It was colored brightly in pinks and blues and had an alter in the center, which we walked around. It was one of the most unique and colorful churches that I have been to here in the Holy Land though each one has been interesting. Across the street from the Ethiopian church was the house of Ben Yehuda – who “invented” and was a proponent for modern Hebrew. As far as we could tell, there was no tour or anything of the house so we just looked at it from the outside and wandered away.
Our wanderings took us to a rather large sign that indicated that we were about to enter Me’a She’arim – since we weren’t properly dressed to enter the area we decided to make our way back to the Jerusalem Center via the money changers (half our group hadn’t gone yet) and see what we could find on the way there. We tried to visit the Russian Church, but it was closed. Then we just walked outside of the Old City. It was a nice day and it got cooler as the day progressed. It was fun to explore West Jerusalem a bit because I hadn’t really been there yet. At first I just thought that West Jerusalem was too commercial, but as we explored some of the less busy streets they were really pretty. It was an enjoyable day – ending up in the Jerusalem Center with dinner and playing games that night.
September 19, 2007
Today was a free day in order to prepare for the trip to Egypt. Some of the people in the group decided to go to Tel Aviv today, but I was among those that chose to stay in Jerusalem. In the morning a group of us went to Aladdin’s to change money for Egypt and proceeded to browse through the market on our way to West Jerusalem where a large group of students had decided to meet for lunch. We ate at a shop on Ben Yehuda Street, some of us buying schwarma and others trying falafel. It was fun to meet there all together and try some of the food – it was quite tasty. Mostly though I think everyone was dying of thirst and most of us bought water or soda or something.
After lunch the group decided to split and go in their various directions. A group of six of us wanted to explore West Jerusalem a little more so we found the Ethiopian (Abyssinian) Church on Ethiopia Street. It was on a small, un-crowded road with nice houses on both side and beautiful gardens we could glimpse over the walls. The Ethiopian church itself was in a small complex. We had to take our shoes off before entering the church itself which was a round building. It was colored brightly in pinks and blues and had an alter in the center, which we walked around. It was one of the most unique and colorful churches that I have been to here in the Holy Land though each one has been interesting. Across the street from the Ethiopian church was the house of Ben Yehuda – who “invented” and was a proponent for modern Hebrew. As far as we could tell, there was no tour or anything of the house so we just looked at it from the outside and wandered away.
Our wanderings took us to a rather large sign that indicated that we were about to enter Me’a She’arim – since we weren’t properly dressed to enter the area we decided to make our way back to the Jerusalem Center via the money changers (half our group hadn’t gone yet) and see what we could find on the way there. We tried to visit the Russian Church, but it was closed. Then we just walked outside of the Old City. It was a nice day and it got cooler as the day progressed. It was fun to explore West Jerusalem a bit because I hadn’t really been there yet. At first I just thought that West Jerusalem was too commercial, but as we explored some of the less busy streets they were really pretty. It was an enjoyable day – ending up in the Jerusalem Center with dinner and playing games that night.
September 19 – Journal
Brittany Hofman
Wednesday, September 19th, was an open day for us to get ready for our upcoming week in Egypt . Everyone was free to do what they wanted to. After getting money changed into Egyptian pounds and purchasing necessary travel snacks, a small group of us ventured off into the Old City. Our original intentions of visiting the Dome of the Rock Mosque were crushed when we found out from another group of students that the temple mount was closed for the day. We quickly pulled out the map and made the decision to visit St. Anne's Church and the pools of Bethesda, two well known spots located in the Muslim Quarter, just outside of the Lion's Gate on the east side of the Old City.
I learned that St. Anne's Church is a 12th Century Crusader church, erected over the traditional site of the birthplace of Anne (Hannah), the mother of Mary. It was built to replace a previous Byzantine church. The church was eventually abandoned and fell into ruin until the Ottomans donated it to France in 1856. Most of what remains today is original. What I enjoyed most about this church was the simplistic nature about it. It wasn't too gaudy or overly decorated. In the crypt, there was a shrine commemorating the birth of Mary. Whether or not it really lies above the traditional birthplace of Mary's mother, Anne, there was a peaceful spirit that was very welcoming.
My favorite part of the visit was definitely being able to see the Pool of Bethesda – the site believed to be where Jesus healed a paralytic (as mentioned in John 5). This is one of the sites that I had been really excited to see before arriving in Jerusalem. Particularly because the famous painting by artist Carl Bloch of Christ healing at the Pool of Bethesda played an important role in helping me to know that serving a mission was what I was supposed to do in my life. From the first time I really took the time to admire the painting while sitting outside the Stake President's office (waiting for my final mission interview), to every time I saw the painting after that day, the Spirit bore witness to me that the decision that I had made was a good one.
The pools (or remains of the pools) included a spring-fed pool with five porches where invalids would wait their turn to step into the mysterious, or medicinal (as some called them) waters that were supposed to possess healing powers. The remains of the pools that we saw at Bethesda included these medicinal pools as well as two larger and much deeper pools (13 m in depth) that were used to collect rain water to be used in areas such as the temple complex. It was almost an unreal experience walking amongst these ruins, thinking about the account in John 5, and reflecting on the healing power of our Savior Jesus Christ. Not only did it bring the story of Christ healing the paralytic, but it helped me to reflect once again on the sacred opportunity that I had of serving a mission and helping others feel the healing power of the Lord in their life.
September 18
Amy Hill
Journal Entry
The Forum
On the eighteenth of September, 2007, students at the BYU Jerusalem Center went to class and studied. It was one of those relatively rare days with an afternoon class, and as a result, most of us stayed in the Center all day, instead of exploring the city.
I probably could say some things about the majority of the day, but I would rather focus on the evening’s forum. That evening Dr. So and so, a Palestinian Christian, came to talk to us about current political events in the Holy Land. He is a member of the Palestinian Parliament, and was previously teaching at Bethlehem University. Brother Huntington introduced him to us as a good and honest man, and it quickly became clear that Brother Huntington’s statement was accurate.
Allow me to list some of the things our speaker said that night:
“If we do not touch base with others’ truths, we cannot begin to understand them.”
“The best way to deal with differences is to accept the differences without believing in them.”
“Here in Jerusalem we walk down the streets and talk of King David, Muhammad, and Christ as if they lived yesterday. And yet we don’t live our religions! That failing, I think, has political implications.”
“There is hope, but we all need to give something.”
His observations were astute and I think all of us left with a lot to ponder.
Despite the seriousness of the topic, Dr So and so had a delightful sense of humor. At one point he told us that he had grown up in Jerusalem but attended a university in the southern United States. In response to a question at the end of the forum, he said that one day at the university a preacher found him and asked if he was a Christian. Dr So and so nodded, and the preacher started asking him questions about his personal conversion. Finally, after the question “do you know Jesus?” our speaker responded, “Do I know Jesus Christ? We practically grew up in the same neighborhood!” We all roared at that, and Dr. So and so grinned, saying, “I guess he thought I was crazy, because the preacher walked away after that.” It was an excellent end to an excellent forum.
Journal Entry
The Forum
On the eighteenth of September, 2007, students at the BYU Jerusalem Center went to class and studied. It was one of those relatively rare days with an afternoon class, and as a result, most of us stayed in the Center all day, instead of exploring the city.
I probably could say some things about the majority of the day, but I would rather focus on the evening’s forum. That evening Dr. So and so, a Palestinian Christian, came to talk to us about current political events in the Holy Land. He is a member of the Palestinian Parliament, and was previously teaching at Bethlehem University. Brother Huntington introduced him to us as a good and honest man, and it quickly became clear that Brother Huntington’s statement was accurate.
Allow me to list some of the things our speaker said that night:
“If we do not touch base with others’ truths, we cannot begin to understand them.”
“The best way to deal with differences is to accept the differences without believing in them.”
“Here in Jerusalem we walk down the streets and talk of King David, Muhammad, and Christ as if they lived yesterday. And yet we don’t live our religions! That failing, I think, has political implications.”
“There is hope, but we all need to give something.”
His observations were astute and I think all of us left with a lot to ponder.
Despite the seriousness of the topic, Dr So and so had a delightful sense of humor. At one point he told us that he had grown up in Jerusalem but attended a university in the southern United States. In response to a question at the end of the forum, he said that one day at the university a preacher found him and asked if he was a Christian. Dr So and so nodded, and the preacher started asking him questions about his personal conversion. Finally, after the question “do you know Jesus?” our speaker responded, “Do I know Jesus Christ? We practically grew up in the same neighborhood!” We all roared at that, and Dr. So and so grinned, saying, “I guess he thought I was crazy, because the preacher walked away after that.” It was an excellent end to an excellent forum.
September 19, 2007
Bryan Perry
September 19, 2007
(Egypt Free Day)
6:30 am, alarm goes off, but this is not like most days. I sit up in my bed, observe my surroundings and take in a breath of fresh air as the cool Mediterranean breeze causes the curtains to billow. As I begin to come to my senses after a night of serene slumber, my mind begins to examine the activities ahead of me. Suddenly, remembering the skits of the prior evening, and specifically Archie’s request of terrorism and plunder, I remember that today is THE DAY where we are to prepare for a majestic day in the white-capped waves of the Mediterranean.
I hastily jump out of my bed, get dressed, throw some clothes and a towel into my bag, and scuttle up the stairs to meet up with the rest of my fellow adventurers. As we are waiting at the curb at the top of the center, ever so patiently, the excitement begins to build, and enthusiasm fills the air. The tension and anticipation is so thick, you could cut it with a plastic butter knife. The excitement begins to crescendo as we see Fadi (aka Smiley) round the corner in the notorious white Ford. We scurry up to the van, throw ourselves and our paraphernalia in the rig and off we go.
After approximately 45 minutes of fun filled Arabic music videos and some hurdling of language barriers, we finally arrived at the Joppa Corners Beach. We proceeded to embark on our strenuous labors of body surfing, sun bathing, and sand castle building despite the awkwardness of one of the members of our parties beach attire. J
As our stomachs started to growl, we decided it was time to grub. After a little street contacting, we were able to ascertain the location of several different “cheap” locations. We came to the aforementioned site and surveyed the area. Popa’s (formerly Popeye’s) caught our attention and we proceeded to indulge ourselves in some modern day Manna.
As we finished eating, we decided to let our food settle after the gourging and we walked around the market of the old city. The ever familiar calls of street vendors and their ridiculous prices began to fill our ears as we sauntered up and down the various alley ways looking at items of relatively no value. Needless to say, the economy of the area received a much needed boost as shopping bags filled our hands and we set out for the beach for one last time.
Our timing was perfect and we arrived at the amphitheater overlooking the sea as the setting sun began to make its way towards the horizon. It was a time of self-introspection, spiritual alignment, and course corrections as we all basked in the majesty of Gods creations. As the sun faded over the horizon and its grandiose hues began to fade, all who were present offered up silent prayers of gratitude for the unforgettable ending to an unforgettable day.
September 19, 2007
(Egypt Free Day)
6:30 am, alarm goes off, but this is not like most days. I sit up in my bed, observe my surroundings and take in a breath of fresh air as the cool Mediterranean breeze causes the curtains to billow. As I begin to come to my senses after a night of serene slumber, my mind begins to examine the activities ahead of me. Suddenly, remembering the skits of the prior evening, and specifically Archie’s request of terrorism and plunder, I remember that today is THE DAY where we are to prepare for a majestic day in the white-capped waves of the Mediterranean.
I hastily jump out of my bed, get dressed, throw some clothes and a towel into my bag, and scuttle up the stairs to meet up with the rest of my fellow adventurers. As we are waiting at the curb at the top of the center, ever so patiently, the excitement begins to build, and enthusiasm fills the air. The tension and anticipation is so thick, you could cut it with a plastic butter knife. The excitement begins to crescendo as we see Fadi (aka Smiley) round the corner in the notorious white Ford. We scurry up to the van, throw ourselves and our paraphernalia in the rig and off we go.
After approximately 45 minutes of fun filled Arabic music videos and some hurdling of language barriers, we finally arrived at the Joppa Corners Beach. We proceeded to embark on our strenuous labors of body surfing, sun bathing, and sand castle building despite the awkwardness of one of the members of our parties beach attire. J
As our stomachs started to growl, we decided it was time to grub. After a little street contacting, we were able to ascertain the location of several different “cheap” locations. We came to the aforementioned site and surveyed the area. Popa’s (formerly Popeye’s) caught our attention and we proceeded to indulge ourselves in some modern day Manna.
As we finished eating, we decided to let our food settle after the gourging and we walked around the market of the old city. The ever familiar calls of street vendors and their ridiculous prices began to fill our ears as we sauntered up and down the various alley ways looking at items of relatively no value. Needless to say, the economy of the area received a much needed boost as shopping bags filled our hands and we set out for the beach for one last time.
Our timing was perfect and we arrived at the amphitheater overlooking the sea as the setting sun began to make its way towards the horizon. It was a time of self-introspection, spiritual alignment, and course corrections as we all basked in the majesty of Gods creations. As the sun faded over the horizon and its grandiose hues began to fade, all who were present offered up silent prayers of gratitude for the unforgettable ending to an unforgettable day.
18 September 2007
Kendra Crandall
Class Journal - 18 September 2007
The day today began with the usual early breakfast. Some of us then went on to our Arabic language class in which we learned more about the Islamic observation of Ramadan. We were amazed to learn that the children of our “ustadh” (teacher), Ayman Jebrar’s, begin fasting at age seven. I think that every one of us has marveled at the dedication of the Muslim people, especially during this time of fasting.
Next was our two-hour Old Testament class. Today we dove into Leviticus. At first many of us were wary of whether or not we had much to learn from this particular book of the Old Testament. As we learned about the Peace Offering, however, Brother Ludlow made it clear that Jewish customs under the Mosaic Law parallel our customs today. He likened the Peace Offering (Leviticus 3 and 7) unto the distribution of our tithing in the Church today. Then we discussed the significance of “clean and unclean” in the Jewish Tradition. I think that we were all a little surprised at the eccentricity with which Jewish people observe the Law, but we were still able to recognize its parallels with our modern Word of Wisdom. We then jumped into the book of Numbers, specifically discussing the Nazirite Vow (Numbers 6). This applies to the modern missionary’s commitment to serving the Lord for two years. I always enjoy going to Old Testament class and discovering how the Old Testament is very relevant to our day thousands of years later.
We had a free afternoon during which many people stayed around the Center to study. I personally went exploring the Hebrew University Campus with some classmates – we saw a lot of the campus, mostly because we were lost and couldn’t find the exit. Despite our circumstance, we were able to really enjoy the beauty of the Campus.
At 4:00 we met for a two-hour session with Dr. Adnan Mussallam, our Palestinian Narrative professor, and learned more about how the aftermath of World War I shaped the lives of the people here. That night we continued to learn about the reality of modern-day conflict when we listened to the forum speaker and his points of view as a Christian Palestinian. He was obviously a very good man with a strong faith. As his own punch line went, “Do I believe in Jesus Christ? Jesus Christ and I practically grew up in the same neighborhood!” He had some interesting remarks regarding religion and our relationships with others; for example, he spoke about how we use our religion to distance ourselves from others, unable to recognize that we cannot have a good relationship with God without having a good relationship with others. He concluded on a hopeful note; he believes that, as long as people are willing to give something up, they are ready for a solution. I’m personally skeptical of his optimism, but it was refreshing as we currently reside within such a troubled society.
Class Journal - 18 September 2007
The day today began with the usual early breakfast. Some of us then went on to our Arabic language class in which we learned more about the Islamic observation of Ramadan. We were amazed to learn that the children of our “ustadh” (teacher), Ayman Jebrar’s, begin fasting at age seven. I think that every one of us has marveled at the dedication of the Muslim people, especially during this time of fasting.
Next was our two-hour Old Testament class. Today we dove into Leviticus. At first many of us were wary of whether or not we had much to learn from this particular book of the Old Testament. As we learned about the Peace Offering, however, Brother Ludlow made it clear that Jewish customs under the Mosaic Law parallel our customs today. He likened the Peace Offering (Leviticus 3 and 7) unto the distribution of our tithing in the Church today. Then we discussed the significance of “clean and unclean” in the Jewish Tradition. I think that we were all a little surprised at the eccentricity with which Jewish people observe the Law, but we were still able to recognize its parallels with our modern Word of Wisdom. We then jumped into the book of Numbers, specifically discussing the Nazirite Vow (Numbers 6). This applies to the modern missionary’s commitment to serving the Lord for two years. I always enjoy going to Old Testament class and discovering how the Old Testament is very relevant to our day thousands of years later.
We had a free afternoon during which many people stayed around the Center to study. I personally went exploring the Hebrew University Campus with some classmates – we saw a lot of the campus, mostly because we were lost and couldn’t find the exit. Despite our circumstance, we were able to really enjoy the beauty of the Campus.
At 4:00 we met for a two-hour session with Dr. Adnan Mussallam, our Palestinian Narrative professor, and learned more about how the aftermath of World War I shaped the lives of the people here. That night we continued to learn about the reality of modern-day conflict when we listened to the forum speaker and his points of view as a Christian Palestinian. He was obviously a very good man with a strong faith. As his own punch line went, “Do I believe in Jesus Christ? Jesus Christ and I practically grew up in the same neighborhood!” He had some interesting remarks regarding religion and our relationships with others; for example, he spoke about how we use our religion to distance ourselves from others, unable to recognize that we cannot have a good relationship with God without having a good relationship with others. He concluded on a hopeful note; he believes that, as long as people are willing to give something up, they are ready for a solution. I’m personally skeptical of his optimism, but it was refreshing as we currently reside within such a troubled society.
September 17, 2007
Danny Sorenson
Religion 303
Professor Victor L. Ludlow
09-17-07
Journal for September 17, 2007
We started this day by attending our Jewish narrative, Arabic, and Old Testament classes. One of the first things that we discussed in our Arabic class was certain cultural and religious beliefs within Islam. I was amazed to be again reminded of how much there is in common between our religious communities. Some of the things we discussed were the paramount importance of God, the direction to continue to learn, and the need to respect our parents. I enjoy learning more about the various cultures, because too often we have the wrong impressions and ideas about various peoples. In our Jewish narrative class we discussed the evolution of Jewish practice and belief after the Second Temple period, which was also an enlightening experience. In our Old Testament Class we discussed the plagues that affected Egypt, as well as the beginnings of the Exodus that would eventually lead to the Israelites entrance into their Promised Land. One of the major things that we learned from that class was that God does, and will continue to protect the righteous. While the first few plagues were universal, they were also more annoying than life-threatening. But as the plagues became more serious to the point of death the Israelites, and finally those who were righteous, were protected from the lethal effects of the plagues. This is an important lesson for us today. While we will not be protected from all pain and suffering in this world, we can have the knowledge that God does know best and will ultimately save those that are righteous.
After classes a group of us went to the Church of St. Anne’s and to the Western Wall. The Church of St. Anne’s is one of the supposed locations of Mary’s birthplace, as well as the Pool of Bethesda. On the pamphlet that we were given it talked about the story of Christ healing the invalid man by the pool, and how that can relate to all people. This is a true statement; Christ’s atonement is all about healing, whether spiritually or physically. There is nothing that Christ’s atonement cannot heal, and there is no pain that Christ does not understand. In this sense, several of today’s themes ran together. While we cannot be entirely spared from the pain of life, we can be healed from all the pains of life.
Religion 303
Professor Victor L. Ludlow
09-17-07
Journal for September 17, 2007
We started this day by attending our Jewish narrative, Arabic, and Old Testament classes. One of the first things that we discussed in our Arabic class was certain cultural and religious beliefs within Islam. I was amazed to be again reminded of how much there is in common between our religious communities. Some of the things we discussed were the paramount importance of God, the direction to continue to learn, and the need to respect our parents. I enjoy learning more about the various cultures, because too often we have the wrong impressions and ideas about various peoples. In our Jewish narrative class we discussed the evolution of Jewish practice and belief after the Second Temple period, which was also an enlightening experience. In our Old Testament Class we discussed the plagues that affected Egypt, as well as the beginnings of the Exodus that would eventually lead to the Israelites entrance into their Promised Land. One of the major things that we learned from that class was that God does, and will continue to protect the righteous. While the first few plagues were universal, they were also more annoying than life-threatening. But as the plagues became more serious to the point of death the Israelites, and finally those who were righteous, were protected from the lethal effects of the plagues. This is an important lesson for us today. While we will not be protected from all pain and suffering in this world, we can have the knowledge that God does know best and will ultimately save those that are righteous.
After classes a group of us went to the Church of St. Anne’s and to the Western Wall. The Church of St. Anne’s is one of the supposed locations of Mary’s birthplace, as well as the Pool of Bethesda. On the pamphlet that we were given it talked about the story of Christ healing the invalid man by the pool, and how that can relate to all people. This is a true statement; Christ’s atonement is all about healing, whether spiritually or physically. There is nothing that Christ’s atonement cannot heal, and there is no pain that Christ does not understand. In this sense, several of today’s themes ran together. While we cannot be entirely spared from the pain of life, we can be healed from all the pains of life.
Monday, September 17
Monday, September 17, started out with classes in the morning. First, some people had Arabic class. Then, in Old Testament we learned about the book of Exodus. We spent time going over the 10 plagues that afflicted Egypt and the patterns that can be found in them. We also discussed the instructions the Lord gave to Moses concerning the Tabernacle and Priesthood. We also had our Judaism class. Our teacher, Ophir, discussed many important Jewish rituals and beliefs and brought some interesting Jewish ‘artifacts’ to class so that we might more fully understand some of the practices of Judaism.
Following classes and lunch in the Oasis the students had free time. Some of us went to the Biblical Zoo, others to the Old City. I went with a group to the Church of St. Anne and the Pools of Bethesda. We walked to the Western Wall first to see if it was possible for us to go up to the Temple Mount and see the Dome of the Rock. Unfortunately it was closed so we will have to try again another day. We walked back through the Old City to the church and the Valley of Bethesda. I was very impressed with the Church of St. Anne, which is dedicated to Mary’s mother, Anne and the place where many believe that Mary was born. Most of the churches I have been to have been very ornately decorated on the inside. This church however was very pristine in that it had no gaudy decoration but was made entirely of Jerusalem limestone. There were some windows inside, which seems to be very rare in these kinds of churches. They let in some light which made the limestone turn all shades of yellow and gold. It was very beautiful in a simpler way. The students that attended all stood together in the center of the church and sang a hymn or two because the church is supposedly renowned for its special echo. It is always neat to hear how beautiful the churches make our singing sound. I really enjoyed just sitting back and listening to the echo of our Latter Day Saint hymns throughout this beautiful church.
In the basement of the church there was a sanctuary of sorts dedicated to Mary’s birth. It was interesting to see the shrine where many pilgrims come to pray and entrust their needs to the Virgin Mary. Just several steps just outside of the church were the ruins of the Pools of Bethesda. I was very impressed with the magnitude and the level of preservation of these ruins. It was a lot of fun to explore and take pictures- both below and on top of many of the arches!
After exploring the area for a while we came back to the Jerusalem Center for dinner and to catch up on reading and other homework. At about seven o’clock we had our orientation for Egypt. We talked a lot about being safe- especially the girls- and about staying healthy. One of the highlights of the evening was the skit put on by Brother Hayes and many of the students to convey the possible outcomes (good and bad) of our trip to Egypt. I think that most of us left a little bit more anxious than we were before the orientation started, but definitely more excited for our wonderful trip to Egypt on Sunday!
Following classes and lunch in the Oasis the students had free time. Some of us went to the Biblical Zoo, others to the Old City. I went with a group to the Church of St. Anne and the Pools of Bethesda. We walked to the Western Wall first to see if it was possible for us to go up to the Temple Mount and see the Dome of the Rock. Unfortunately it was closed so we will have to try again another day. We walked back through the Old City to the church and the Valley of Bethesda. I was very impressed with the Church of St. Anne, which is dedicated to Mary’s mother, Anne and the place where many believe that Mary was born. Most of the churches I have been to have been very ornately decorated on the inside. This church however was very pristine in that it had no gaudy decoration but was made entirely of Jerusalem limestone. There were some windows inside, which seems to be very rare in these kinds of churches. They let in some light which made the limestone turn all shades of yellow and gold. It was very beautiful in a simpler way. The students that attended all stood together in the center of the church and sang a hymn or two because the church is supposedly renowned for its special echo. It is always neat to hear how beautiful the churches make our singing sound. I really enjoyed just sitting back and listening to the echo of our Latter Day Saint hymns throughout this beautiful church.
In the basement of the church there was a sanctuary of sorts dedicated to Mary’s birth. It was interesting to see the shrine where many pilgrims come to pray and entrust their needs to the Virgin Mary. Just several steps just outside of the church were the ruins of the Pools of Bethesda. I was very impressed with the magnitude and the level of preservation of these ruins. It was a lot of fun to explore and take pictures- both below and on top of many of the arches!
After exploring the area for a while we came back to the Jerusalem Center for dinner and to catch up on reading and other homework. At about seven o’clock we had our orientation for Egypt. We talked a lot about being safe- especially the girls- and about staying healthy. One of the highlights of the evening was the skit put on by Brother Hayes and many of the students to convey the possible outcomes (good and bad) of our trip to Egypt. I think that most of us left a little bit more anxious than we were before the orientation started, but definitely more excited for our wonderful trip to Egypt on Sunday!
Sunday September 16, 2007
Today, our second Sunday in the program, was mostly a day of class and studies. While it was an enlivening day in the Holy Land, I regret to say that my entry is not the most exciting to read.
Bro. Huntington taught us the climate zones of the Holy Land. Hearing about Mediterranean coastal plains, fertile steppes, and Judean wilderness, going west to east, made me think of the similar climate zones in Texas going the opposite direction east to west—gulf coastal plains, fertile hill country, and arid desert. I couldn’t help but recognize the similarities between these two locations, further supporting my theory that the nation-state of Texas truly is just as much a promised land as any other divinely appropriated territory.
Our Modern Near Eastern studies reviewed the history immediately after World War I to help us understand the background of the present Palestinian position. Britain, encouraging the Arabs to revolt against the Turkish Empire, promised that the Arabs after the war would rule and govern themselves. It turns out that Britain and France were to blame for the current conflict between Israel and Palestine because of their imperialistic impulses and desires to dominate territory and trade. They lied to the Arabs, dividing the territory and governing it from their far off western capitals. They also catalyzed the creation of a Jewish state, displacing millions of Arabs from their homeland in what was then known as Palestine.
Bro. Ludlow taught us of Moses’ early life and then his calling. Moses’ mission was threefold. He was to deliver Israel, teaching them of the one almighty Jehovah. He was to commission a covenant at Sinai, teaching them how receive and keep a commitment to be obedient to the commandments of the Lord God Almighty. Finally, he was to institute divine worship in the wilderness, teaching them that to maintain righteousness is to receive insurmountable blessings.
Those who left the Center visited such places as the Garden tomb to read scripture and the Armenian quarter to hear Christian monks sing and pray. There is also a museum in the Armenian quarter that portrays the first genocide of the twentieth century. Turkey to this day denies that it took place, but at the time of the First World War, the government in Turkey hanged, shot, beheaded, buried alive, and performed numerous other unmentionable deeds on, and resulting in the deaths of, 1.5 million Armenians in Turkey.
Evening brought us a remarkable performance with The Jerusalem Quartet. They entreated us to an eccentric rendition of string quartets by Franz Schubert and Johannes Brahms. Just as entertaining as hearing them play was watching them. What I love about professional performers is how they perform not only with their bow and strings but also with their body and soul. They played so exceedingly well that the audience applauded them to an encore and several final bows.
At the end of the day, our head hit our pillow, and we fell right to sleep. Many of us didn’t dream, and while that could be because we were so drained, I prefer to think that we didn’t even need to because we were already living in one.
Bro. Huntington taught us the climate zones of the Holy Land. Hearing about Mediterranean coastal plains, fertile steppes, and Judean wilderness, going west to east, made me think of the similar climate zones in Texas going the opposite direction east to west—gulf coastal plains, fertile hill country, and arid desert. I couldn’t help but recognize the similarities between these two locations, further supporting my theory that the nation-state of Texas truly is just as much a promised land as any other divinely appropriated territory.
Our Modern Near Eastern studies reviewed the history immediately after World War I to help us understand the background of the present Palestinian position. Britain, encouraging the Arabs to revolt against the Turkish Empire, promised that the Arabs after the war would rule and govern themselves. It turns out that Britain and France were to blame for the current conflict between Israel and Palestine because of their imperialistic impulses and desires to dominate territory and trade. They lied to the Arabs, dividing the territory and governing it from their far off western capitals. They also catalyzed the creation of a Jewish state, displacing millions of Arabs from their homeland in what was then known as Palestine.
Bro. Ludlow taught us of Moses’ early life and then his calling. Moses’ mission was threefold. He was to deliver Israel, teaching them of the one almighty Jehovah. He was to commission a covenant at Sinai, teaching them how receive and keep a commitment to be obedient to the commandments of the Lord God Almighty. Finally, he was to institute divine worship in the wilderness, teaching them that to maintain righteousness is to receive insurmountable blessings.
Those who left the Center visited such places as the Garden tomb to read scripture and the Armenian quarter to hear Christian monks sing and pray. There is also a museum in the Armenian quarter that portrays the first genocide of the twentieth century. Turkey to this day denies that it took place, but at the time of the First World War, the government in Turkey hanged, shot, beheaded, buried alive, and performed numerous other unmentionable deeds on, and resulting in the deaths of, 1.5 million Armenians in Turkey.
Evening brought us a remarkable performance with The Jerusalem Quartet. They entreated us to an eccentric rendition of string quartets by Franz Schubert and Johannes Brahms. Just as entertaining as hearing them play was watching them. What I love about professional performers is how they perform not only with their bow and strings but also with their body and soul. They played so exceedingly well that the audience applauded them to an encore and several final bows.
At the end of the day, our head hit our pillow, and we fell right to sleep. Many of us didn’t dream, and while that could be because we were so drained, I prefer to think that we didn’t even need to because we were already living in one.
Saturday September 15
Genesis 2:2 reads, “And on the seventh day God ended his work which he had made; and he rested on the seventh day from all his work which he had made.” God himself has shown that the eternal principle of the Sabbath is a day to rest from one’s labors and to partake of the word of God. Last Sabbath Brita Ball shared the word of God when she spoke about Zion. I particularly enjoyed that she emphasized that Zion is both created by individuals and destroyed by individuals. She gave the example of a previous BYU Jerusalem program where a close to Zion society existed. In the middle of the semester an individual within the group was caught acting inappropriately. This individual, rather than recognizing his mistake, strove to gain the support of the student body, and as a result, conflict erupted as peers took opposing sides on the issue. Zion disappeared.
Following sacrament, the Sunday school teacher encouraged each individual to be a more proactive participant in missionary work. Although members cannot proselyte here in Israel, it is my experience that people in Jerusalem can see the light that emanates from righteous Latter-day Saints. Part of this light that emanates comes from moral purity. As taught on Saturday, there is only one standard when it comes to chastity; complete fidelity.
Not only did I enjoy church services, but I also was uplifted by the activities that followed. After sacrament there was a Mix and Mingle activity to help everyone in the branch to get to know each other a little better. This event was well attended and included some excellent food: cookies, pita with humus, and some delicious salsa made by Sister Brown. I had an enjoyable time, but I wish that Sister Brown had made more salsa.
After the Mix and Mingle a large body of students decided to go to the Garden Tomb. By mistake, four of the students misunderstood the directions and thought the Garden Tomb was in the Old City. Consequently, these four wandered around through the teeming markets of the Old City for half an hour. These individuals eventually contacted the main group and made their way to the actual location. This excursion was my first opportunity to go to the Garden Tomb. Although I felt the spirit, there were many large groups of pilgrims, from India and Nigeria, whose noise detracted from the reverence of the place. During my time there I sat pondering the resurrection while many of the students read their scriptures. Eventually we sang several hymns in this beautiful setting. It was a wonderful experience, and I was touched when one of the pilgrims from India began to sing with us. I know that Christ lived and died for us. This trip has allowed the spirit to confirm that truth to me. I also hope that those who attended the Garden Tomb felt the spirit confirm this truth.
Following sacrament, the Sunday school teacher encouraged each individual to be a more proactive participant in missionary work. Although members cannot proselyte here in Israel, it is my experience that people in Jerusalem can see the light that emanates from righteous Latter-day Saints. Part of this light that emanates comes from moral purity. As taught on Saturday, there is only one standard when it comes to chastity; complete fidelity.
Not only did I enjoy church services, but I also was uplifted by the activities that followed. After sacrament there was a Mix and Mingle activity to help everyone in the branch to get to know each other a little better. This event was well attended and included some excellent food: cookies, pita with humus, and some delicious salsa made by Sister Brown. I had an enjoyable time, but I wish that Sister Brown had made more salsa.
After the Mix and Mingle a large body of students decided to go to the Garden Tomb. By mistake, four of the students misunderstood the directions and thought the Garden Tomb was in the Old City. Consequently, these four wandered around through the teeming markets of the Old City for half an hour. These individuals eventually contacted the main group and made their way to the actual location. This excursion was my first opportunity to go to the Garden Tomb. Although I felt the spirit, there were many large groups of pilgrims, from India and Nigeria, whose noise detracted from the reverence of the place. During my time there I sat pondering the resurrection while many of the students read their scriptures. Eventually we sang several hymns in this beautiful setting. It was a wonderful experience, and I was touched when one of the pilgrims from India began to sing with us. I know that Christ lived and died for us. This trip has allowed the spirit to confirm that truth to me. I also hope that those who attended the Garden Tomb felt the spirit confirm this truth.
Saturday September 15
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Shabbat Shalom! I quote one student here in saying, “Why can’t everyday be Shabbat?” We love Shabbat here at the Jerusalem Center. It’s a day of rest from homework, and a focus on spiritual matters. It is also a day of bonding and a day of opportunity to visit sacred spots here in the Holy Land.
Today’s church meetings were exciting, as many of the students were able to actively participate in church meetings with newly received callings. Also, we felt more connected with the Branch, as Brita Ball gave a talk focused on Zion and unity, and as Lauren Timmons, Lynn Gabrielson, Kerri Regher, and McCall Barrick sang a special musical number. It was fun to really start off the semester in our branch! This semester we are looking forward to our various Sunday School classes; Sister Hayes will be teaching “Women in the Scriptures” which we’re all excited about!
After church we had our branch “Munch & Mingle” where the students of the Jerusalem Center had the opportunity to talk with the long-term branch members. It was a great unifying activity. Each apartment brought some sort of goodie, but definitely the food item that was consumed the quickest was the pits bread! We love pita bread here! It was also a fun activity because we usually don’t have lunch on Shabbats, so we enjoyed the extra treats! In looking at the city of Jerusalem itself, we see peoples coming from all different places for different reasons, but ultimately living and working together. It is a city rich in history and culture. I feel like the branch is the same way, but on a different scale. We are all coming from different backgrounds and are here for different reasons, whether work, school, etc., but ultimately we live together and love each other through the Gospel and the Church being our glue.
After a time of rest, a large group of students made the hike into the city to visit the Garden Tomb. The streets of Jerusalem are quite an experience. They are lined with street vendors, food merchants, bumper-to-bumper traffic, and lots of people and noise. It’s fun to walk around and feel the city, but it’s also amazing how you can step not too far outside of those streets and feel peace and quiet. Walking into the Garden Tomb area brought this peaceful feeling. The park is well-kept by an English Christian church group, and they are very welcoming and kind to our students. As we walked around the park, we could feel the love of our Savior, and the testimony that our Savior lived and died for us. How great it is that we know this truth, and how truly blessed we are because of it. Looking at the Garden Tomb, where Christ was laid to rest, it is a humbling thought to think that He is resurrected and lives now. I pictured Mary Magdalene coming to the tomb after the third day and not seeing her Savior there. I think had we been her, we would have cried also. But then turning around and having Christ come to her and call her by name—wow. “He is not here, for He is Risen!” The feeling at the tomb was definitely one of humility, gratitude, and love. We congregated as students and proceeded to sing hymns of praise, such as “He is Risen” and “How Great Thou Art.” I think it was definitely a great experience for all of us to be there.
Shabbat is a special day, and we’re still getting used to having it on Saturday and then having classes on Sunday when our families are all going to church. We all look forward to future Shabbats when we may have similar growing experiences!
--Whitney George
Shabbat Shalom! I quote one student here in saying, “Why can’t everyday be Shabbat?” We love Shabbat here at the Jerusalem Center. It’s a day of rest from homework, and a focus on spiritual matters. It is also a day of bonding and a day of opportunity to visit sacred spots here in the Holy Land.
Today’s church meetings were exciting, as many of the students were able to actively participate in church meetings with newly received callings. Also, we felt more connected with the Branch, as Brita Ball gave a talk focused on Zion and unity, and as Lauren Timmons, Lynn Gabrielson, Kerri Regher, and McCall Barrick sang a special musical number. It was fun to really start off the semester in our branch! This semester we are looking forward to our various Sunday School classes; Sister Hayes will be teaching “Women in the Scriptures” which we’re all excited about!
After church we had our branch “Munch & Mingle” where the students of the Jerusalem Center had the opportunity to talk with the long-term branch members. It was a great unifying activity. Each apartment brought some sort of goodie, but definitely the food item that was consumed the quickest was the pits bread! We love pita bread here! It was also a fun activity because we usually don’t have lunch on Shabbats, so we enjoyed the extra treats! In looking at the city of Jerusalem itself, we see peoples coming from all different places for different reasons, but ultimately living and working together. It is a city rich in history and culture. I feel like the branch is the same way, but on a different scale. We are all coming from different backgrounds and are here for different reasons, whether work, school, etc., but ultimately we live together and love each other through the Gospel and the Church being our glue.
After a time of rest, a large group of students made the hike into the city to visit the Garden Tomb. The streets of Jerusalem are quite an experience. They are lined with street vendors, food merchants, bumper-to-bumper traffic, and lots of people and noise. It’s fun to walk around and feel the city, but it’s also amazing how you can step not too far outside of those streets and feel peace and quiet. Walking into the Garden Tomb area brought this peaceful feeling. The park is well-kept by an English Christian church group, and they are very welcoming and kind to our students. As we walked around the park, we could feel the love of our Savior, and the testimony that our Savior lived and died for us. How great it is that we know this truth, and how truly blessed we are because of it. Looking at the Garden Tomb, where Christ was laid to rest, it is a humbling thought to think that He is resurrected and lives now. I pictured Mary Magdalene coming to the tomb after the third day and not seeing her Savior there. I think had we been her, we would have cried also. But then turning around and having Christ come to her and call her by name—wow. “He is not here, for He is Risen!” The feeling at the tomb was definitely one of humility, gratitude, and love. We congregated as students and proceeded to sing hymns of praise, such as “He is Risen” and “How Great Thou Art.” I think it was definitely a great experience for all of us to be there.
Shabbat is a special day, and we’re still getting used to having it on Saturday and then having classes on Sunday when our families are all going to church. We all look forward to future Shabbats when we may have similar growing experiences!
--Whitney George
September 14
So Thursday night I got almost no sleep at all. The few hours of precious sleep that I got were that kind of half sleep which doesn't really do a whole lot for you. I woke up—or really I just got out of my bed—exhausted on Friday morning and that persisted throughout the rest of the day. My main goal was to get through my quiz in 336 so that I could get back to my bed and, possibly, get some real sleep.
I went to breakfast, studied for the quiz for about an hour before class, and went to have the worst of it. Luckily, I did decently on the quiz, scoring a 7/8. You could tell that Kerri, Danny, and I all studied together because we all missed the last question. Apparently, when you travel from Jerusalem to Bethlehem to Bethel, the elevation increases and does not decrease, which is not what we thought. After all, didn't we learn that you always go "up to Jerusalem?" This must be the exception.
So after the quiz I took refuge in my bed and slept for a few hours through lunch. I had a little snack and then hit the books. My studying was fairly ineffective, but it at least gave me license to play that evening, which I did.
\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>Before dinner I played volleyball for an hour or so, which was muy fun.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>I had some dinner, and then I went to the IMPROV TALENT SHOW.\n\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>Whoever organized that—I'm thinking Rachel Briggs—did a great job.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>It was well-done, and very fun. \u003cspan\> \u003cspan\>\u003c/span\> \u003c/span\>My group was assigned to do a puppet show, which we pulled off splendidly.\n\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>My favorites were probably the Kearl interpretive dance and the poetry reading. \u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>\u003c/font\>\u003c/p\>\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0in 0in 10pt;line-height:150%\"\>\u003cfont face\u003d\"Calibri\"\>\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>After this spectacular event we played "Do You Love Your Neighbor?" in the Oasis. \u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>It turned out to be very fun, and it gave us a chance to get to know one another a little better.\n\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>The only bad aspect was the destruction of one of the chairs by our dear friend Archie. \u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>They are fragile chairs…\u003c/font\>\u003c/p\>\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0in 0in 10pt;line-height:150%\"\>\u003cfont face\u003d\"Calibri\"\>\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>After that rousing game I headed downstairs—all the way down—and ironed my dress for Shabbat. \u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>\nThis took a surprisingly long time.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>I next read The Kite Runner, then some scriptures, said my prayers, and hit the sack.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>Fortunately, I was able to sleep.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>\u003c/font\>\u003c/p\>\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0in 0in 10pt;line-height:150%\"\>\u003cfont face\u003d\"Calibri\"\>THE END\u003c/font\>\u003c/p\>\n",0]
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Before dinner I played volleyball for an hour or so, which was muy fun. I had some dinner, and then I went to the IMPROV TALENT SHOW. Whoever organized that—I'm thinking Rachel Briggs—did a great job. It was well-done, and very fun. My group was assigned to do a puppet show, which we pulled off splendidly. My favorites were probably the Kearl interpretive dance and the poetry reading.
After this spectacular event we played "Do You Love Your Neighbor?" in the Oasis. It turned out to be very fun, and it gave us a chance to get to know one another a little better. The only bad aspect was the destruction of one of the chairs by our dear friend Archie. They are fragile chairs…
After that rousing game I headed downstairs—all the way down—and ironed my dress for Shabbat. This took a surprisingly long time. I next read The Kite Runner, then some scriptures, said my prayers, and hit the sack. Fortunately, I was able to sleep.
THE END
I went to breakfast, studied for the quiz for about an hour before class, and went to have the worst of it. Luckily, I did decently on the quiz, scoring a 7/8. You could tell that Kerri, Danny, and I all studied together because we all missed the last question. Apparently, when you travel from Jerusalem to Bethlehem to Bethel, the elevation increases and does not decrease, which is not what we thought. After all, didn't we learn that you always go "up to Jerusalem?" This must be the exception.
So after the quiz I took refuge in my bed and slept for a few hours through lunch. I had a little snack and then hit the books. My studying was fairly ineffective, but it at least gave me license to play that evening, which I did.
\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>Before dinner I played volleyball for an hour or so, which was muy fun.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>I had some dinner, and then I went to the IMPROV TALENT SHOW.\n\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>Whoever organized that—I'm thinking Rachel Briggs—did a great job.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>It was well-done, and very fun. \u003cspan\> \u003cspan\>\u003c/span\> \u003c/span\>My group was assigned to do a puppet show, which we pulled off splendidly.\n\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>My favorites were probably the Kearl interpretive dance and the poetry reading. \u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>\u003c/font\>\u003c/p\>\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0in 0in 10pt;line-height:150%\"\>\u003cfont face\u003d\"Calibri\"\>\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>After this spectacular event we played "Do You Love Your Neighbor?" in the Oasis. \u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>It turned out to be very fun, and it gave us a chance to get to know one another a little better.\n\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>The only bad aspect was the destruction of one of the chairs by our dear friend Archie. \u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>They are fragile chairs…\u003c/font\>\u003c/p\>\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0in 0in 10pt;line-height:150%\"\>\u003cfont face\u003d\"Calibri\"\>\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>After that rousing game I headed downstairs—all the way down—and ironed my dress for Shabbat. \u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>\nThis took a surprisingly long time.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>I next read The Kite Runner, then some scriptures, said my prayers, and hit the sack.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>Fortunately, I was able to sleep.\u003cspan\> \u003c/span\>\u003c/font\>\u003c/p\>\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin:0in 0in 10pt;line-height:150%\"\>\u003cfont face\u003d\"Calibri\"\>THE END\u003c/font\>\u003c/p\>\n",0]
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Before dinner I played volleyball for an hour or so, which was muy fun. I had some dinner, and then I went to the IMPROV TALENT SHOW. Whoever organized that—I'm thinking Rachel Briggs—did a great job. It was well-done, and very fun. My group was assigned to do a puppet show, which we pulled off splendidly. My favorites were probably the Kearl interpretive dance and the poetry reading.
After this spectacular event we played "Do You Love Your Neighbor?" in the Oasis. It turned out to be very fun, and it gave us a chance to get to know one another a little better. The only bad aspect was the destruction of one of the chairs by our dear friend Archie. They are fragile chairs…
After that rousing game I headed downstairs—all the way down—and ironed my dress for Shabbat. This took a surprisingly long time. I next read The Kite Runner, then some scriptures, said my prayers, and hit the sack. Fortunately, I was able to sleep.
THE END
September 12, 2007
Amber Patterson
Brother Ludlow
Journal Entry
Today was the first day of Arabic for half the students in the center, and the other half will begin Hebrew in about a week. After class this morning, some of us decided to go to St. James’ Monastery in the Armenian section.
When our group arrived at the church they told us to come back in an hour or so if we wanted to go in. We walked around while we waited instead of sitting around in front of the church and found ourselves in the Jewish Quarter. While we were in the Jewish Quarter, we stumbled upon what one man told us was an Ancient Roman marketplace. He offered to take our group on a small tour, about fifty minutes, and told us we could pay him whatever we felt he deserved at the end of the tour. We discussed the prospect and, since we could not go on the tour and go to the St. James’ Monastery and because visiting the chapel was the reason we had gone to the Armenian section in the first place, our group decided to go back to the chapel.
When we arrived at the monastery the priests let us into a small courtyard with a metal gate. We walked through the gate and into the chapel. A sign by the door requested that visitors be covered and not to cross their legs. The chapel was small and dark with incense lamps and a chandelier hanging in the center of the room. Hard, low wooden benches lined the perimeter of the room and, as our eyes adjusted to the dim light, we could see that other students from the Jerusalem Center were already sitting along the wall. We sat in the back right corner just as the service began.
The priests came out and chanted various songs and prayers for, what seemed to me, like a very long time. I struggled to keep my eyes open, not from lack of interest, but because the environment of the chapel was very relaxing. The steadiness of their deep chanting, combined with the heavy incense in the air and the very dim atmosphere brought me to the edge of slumber. As I looked around I noticed others, but not many, struggling to keep their eyes open and their legs uncrossed as well. When the priests had finished and had exited, we were allowed to explore the chapel and take pictures.
As we were leaving we ran into a man from Utah. One of the priests offered to show us a few extra areas of the monastery so we followed him. The man from Utah came with our group and, as we were walking through the plaza, announced that his son attended BYU and was single. No one had any idea how to respond to that statement so we simply looked at each other and didn’t say anything.
The Priest showed us the tree to which tradition says Jesus was tied before being taken to Annas to be tried. Afterwards he showed us a sculpture of Mary and Jesus and talked a little about the Orthodox beliefs on the matter. Soon afterwards, we walked back through the Old City to the center and, some studied and prepared for our field trip the next day while others socialized.
Brother Ludlow
Journal Entry
Today was the first day of Arabic for half the students in the center, and the other half will begin Hebrew in about a week. After class this morning, some of us decided to go to St. James’ Monastery in the Armenian section.
When our group arrived at the church they told us to come back in an hour or so if we wanted to go in. We walked around while we waited instead of sitting around in front of the church and found ourselves in the Jewish Quarter. While we were in the Jewish Quarter, we stumbled upon what one man told us was an Ancient Roman marketplace. He offered to take our group on a small tour, about fifty minutes, and told us we could pay him whatever we felt he deserved at the end of the tour. We discussed the prospect and, since we could not go on the tour and go to the St. James’ Monastery and because visiting the chapel was the reason we had gone to the Armenian section in the first place, our group decided to go back to the chapel.
When we arrived at the monastery the priests let us into a small courtyard with a metal gate. We walked through the gate and into the chapel. A sign by the door requested that visitors be covered and not to cross their legs. The chapel was small and dark with incense lamps and a chandelier hanging in the center of the room. Hard, low wooden benches lined the perimeter of the room and, as our eyes adjusted to the dim light, we could see that other students from the Jerusalem Center were already sitting along the wall. We sat in the back right corner just as the service began.
The priests came out and chanted various songs and prayers for, what seemed to me, like a very long time. I struggled to keep my eyes open, not from lack of interest, but because the environment of the chapel was very relaxing. The steadiness of their deep chanting, combined with the heavy incense in the air and the very dim atmosphere brought me to the edge of slumber. As I looked around I noticed others, but not many, struggling to keep their eyes open and their legs uncrossed as well. When the priests had finished and had exited, we were allowed to explore the chapel and take pictures.
As we were leaving we ran into a man from Utah. One of the priests offered to show us a few extra areas of the monastery so we followed him. The man from Utah came with our group and, as we were walking through the plaza, announced that his son attended BYU and was single. No one had any idea how to respond to that statement so we simply looked at each other and didn’t say anything.
The Priest showed us the tree to which tradition says Jesus was tied before being taken to Annas to be tried. Afterwards he showed us a sculpture of Mary and Jesus and talked a little about the Orthodox beliefs on the matter. Soon afterwards, we walked back through the Old City to the center and, some studied and prepared for our field trip the next day while others socialized.
September 14, 2007
Ryan Taylor
Professor Ludlow
Class Journal Entry Today is a very rare day indeed. Ramadan, the Islamic holiday consisting primarily of a month long fast, started yesterday. Their main worship services are every Friday and so today is a very special day to them, as it is the first holy day of Ramadan. As for the Jews, we are in the middle of one of their holidays as well, and the Rosh Hoshanna Sabbath starts tonight. The reason that this occurrence is so rare is that the two religions use different calendars, with Islam based on a lunar calendar while the Jews use a luni-solar calendar. Therefore, Ramadan is at a different time every year (according to the Gregorian calendar) while Rosh Hoshanna is usually in September. As a result, the holy sites in Jerusalem are extremely populated. The Al-Aska Mosque is expecting hundreds of thousands of visitors for the Friday prayers. Similarly, the West Wall will undoubtedly see more activity as it is a Jewish high holiday. Add on top of that the tensions and problems already in the air between the Palestinians and the Jews; it makes for quite a day. Over the city we could see the police blimps equipped with cameras to monitor the crowds. Fortunately, there were no major incidents.
The down side to the great cultural experience and excitement is that we had to view it all from the balcony seats. The center was on complete shutdown for the day, thus students were not allowed to go anywhere. Luckily, we have some very creative students that took the initiative to prepare an activity: an improv-talent show. Now, nobody knew exactly what that meant, and rumors abounded about what we would be expected to do, many of them quite dramatic and even fearful. Regardless, the majority of the students were brave enough to show their faces, and the event was quite fun. We broke into groups, each required to perform some sort of improvised skit. We were entertained by an interpretive dance “featuring” professor Kearl and his instructive orientation. The crowd was delighted by a human puppet show of our trip from Utah to the Holy Land. One group showed their impressive acting skills by performing various interpretations of our flight over the Atlantic, ranging from underwater acting to gangster passengers. The entire forum was rocked by an “opera” musical of Joseph in Egypt. Turning to a different style of music, we were enlightened by a rap song about our headphone fanny packs and their incredible utility. Last, but certainly not least, we were all smitten by a romantic poetry reading concerning forbidden love here at the center. Everyone had a great time, both performing and laughing. However, I am concerned that the professors and service couples were there to enjoy all the fun, yet they were never given the opportunity to embarrass themselves as well. This will have to be corrected in the future. In the end, it was a great way to break up a day that would have otherwise been spent in study and inevitable boredom during the lockdown.
Professor Ludlow
Class Journal Entry Today is a very rare day indeed. Ramadan, the Islamic holiday consisting primarily of a month long fast, started yesterday. Their main worship services are every Friday and so today is a very special day to them, as it is the first holy day of Ramadan. As for the Jews, we are in the middle of one of their holidays as well, and the Rosh Hoshanna Sabbath starts tonight. The reason that this occurrence is so rare is that the two religions use different calendars, with Islam based on a lunar calendar while the Jews use a luni-solar calendar. Therefore, Ramadan is at a different time every year (according to the Gregorian calendar) while Rosh Hoshanna is usually in September. As a result, the holy sites in Jerusalem are extremely populated. The Al-Aska Mosque is expecting hundreds of thousands of visitors for the Friday prayers. Similarly, the West Wall will undoubtedly see more activity as it is a Jewish high holiday. Add on top of that the tensions and problems already in the air between the Palestinians and the Jews; it makes for quite a day. Over the city we could see the police blimps equipped with cameras to monitor the crowds. Fortunately, there were no major incidents.
The down side to the great cultural experience and excitement is that we had to view it all from the balcony seats. The center was on complete shutdown for the day, thus students were not allowed to go anywhere. Luckily, we have some very creative students that took the initiative to prepare an activity: an improv-talent show. Now, nobody knew exactly what that meant, and rumors abounded about what we would be expected to do, many of them quite dramatic and even fearful. Regardless, the majority of the students were brave enough to show their faces, and the event was quite fun. We broke into groups, each required to perform some sort of improvised skit. We were entertained by an interpretive dance “featuring” professor Kearl and his instructive orientation. The crowd was delighted by a human puppet show of our trip from Utah to the Holy Land. One group showed their impressive acting skills by performing various interpretations of our flight over the Atlantic, ranging from underwater acting to gangster passengers. The entire forum was rocked by an “opera” musical of Joseph in Egypt. Turning to a different style of music, we were enlightened by a rap song about our headphone fanny packs and their incredible utility. Last, but certainly not least, we were all smitten by a romantic poetry reading concerning forbidden love here at the center. Everyone had a great time, both performing and laughing. However, I am concerned that the professors and service couples were there to enjoy all the fun, yet they were never given the opportunity to embarrass themselves as well. This will have to be corrected in the future. In the end, it was a great way to break up a day that would have otherwise been spent in study and inevitable boredom during the lockdown.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Lauran Lloyd
V.L. Ludlow
My day started out with yet another delicious breakfast in the Oasis. I was paranoid about being late, so I ended up being a decent fifteen minutes early. Everyone more or less got on the bus on time (Archie, you’re my hero!). We deliberated over our notebook choice, heard a few words from Brother Ludlow, then pulled out at a decent 8:02.
Our Geography Field Tripping Adventure began at the Seven Arches outlook. As we settled into the not-quite-frigid shade and laughed at Brian and Brother Ludlow’s exchange of earphones and five shekels, the view awed us. We listened to Brother Ludlow extol the treasures found in the geography of this rich country while sitting on the ridge of the Mount of Olives with a beautiful sunrise view of the City of Gold. Is there a better way to start out the day? If there is, then it was definitely beat out by the appearance of a camel who (it was rumored throughout the bus) made a cameo appearance with my fellow field trippers in many a camera.
We all piled back onto the bus and, serenaded by Lance and James from favorites selected out of a pocket hymnbook, continued on our way to the Augusta Victoria Church Tower. The first thing I noticed when I walked into the church (well, first after the ‘living vine’ from a plant growing outside the inside entrance) were the breathtaking mosaics surrounding the altar and the vividly painted ceilings. I was in the group that first stayed in the chapel. Brother Huntington painted a vivid picture of his own of Kaiser Wilhelm II who built this church and named it after his wife who was the daughter of Queen Victoria and, supposedly, a direct descendent of King David. After ooh-ing and aah-ing and flashing way too many pictures we went outside and saw more geopgraphical points that are hopelessly lost to my un-innate sense of direction. Brother Ludlow finally called us up the tower. We raced up to the… twentieth step, maybe. Most of us wimped out at one dozen. And then we had to keep walking and walking and walking and… you get the idea. We made it to the top of the tower with the giant bells and saw more east, north, west, and south panoramas. More stairs (downward this time) and then a few hymns in the incredible acoustical chapel – very stirring.
Next was Haas Promenade overlook. This spot was wonderful because lunch was included. We pulled out our sack lunches after another stimulating geographical direction session from Brother Ludlow. It was nice to see rahter large patches of green grass that, being relatively garbage free, we could sit on. Meandering, conversation, and laughter ensued, and priceless pictures were taken before we headed on to our next stop at Deir Mar Elyas, or the Elias Monastery. We didn’t go into the building, but we saw an amazing view of Bethlehem – our first view of Christ’s birthplace.
More bus ride (still to the spectacular serenading skills of James and Lance) and more downpour of knowledge from our beloved professor. Out last out-of-center stop was Nebi Samwill, or the Tomb of Samuel. Situated up in the Benjamin Plataeu, the lookout from the roof of this building was quite vast and very magnificent. The sun at this point began to beat down quite hard, and after stairwell snapshots we headed back to the center. The adventure wasn’t over quite yet, however – we spent another half an hour out by the maps on the verandah. It was fascinating but too much for my sensitive skin to handle – my neck and arms were quite red by the time I made it back to my room. Homework, napping, and waiting finally brought dinner to pass, and a full stomach brought on some one-on-one basketball with Risa. Being exhausted, I planned on going to bed after I finished messing around on the piano around ten o’clock, but too many amazing people living in this building were still up, so two o’clock found me still up and chatting the night away. Memories are infinitely preferable to a few forgotten hours of lost sleep, right?
V.L. Ludlow
My day started out with yet another delicious breakfast in the Oasis. I was paranoid about being late, so I ended up being a decent fifteen minutes early. Everyone more or less got on the bus on time (Archie, you’re my hero!). We deliberated over our notebook choice, heard a few words from Brother Ludlow, then pulled out at a decent 8:02.
Our Geography Field Tripping Adventure began at the Seven Arches outlook. As we settled into the not-quite-frigid shade and laughed at Brian and Brother Ludlow’s exchange of earphones and five shekels, the view awed us. We listened to Brother Ludlow extol the treasures found in the geography of this rich country while sitting on the ridge of the Mount of Olives with a beautiful sunrise view of the City of Gold. Is there a better way to start out the day? If there is, then it was definitely beat out by the appearance of a camel who (it was rumored throughout the bus) made a cameo appearance with my fellow field trippers in many a camera.
We all piled back onto the bus and, serenaded by Lance and James from favorites selected out of a pocket hymnbook, continued on our way to the Augusta Victoria Church Tower. The first thing I noticed when I walked into the church (well, first after the ‘living vine’ from a plant growing outside the inside entrance) were the breathtaking mosaics surrounding the altar and the vividly painted ceilings. I was in the group that first stayed in the chapel. Brother Huntington painted a vivid picture of his own of Kaiser Wilhelm II who built this church and named it after his wife who was the daughter of Queen Victoria and, supposedly, a direct descendent of King David. After ooh-ing and aah-ing and flashing way too many pictures we went outside and saw more geopgraphical points that are hopelessly lost to my un-innate sense of direction. Brother Ludlow finally called us up the tower. We raced up to the… twentieth step, maybe. Most of us wimped out at one dozen. And then we had to keep walking and walking and walking and… you get the idea. We made it to the top of the tower with the giant bells and saw more east, north, west, and south panoramas. More stairs (downward this time) and then a few hymns in the incredible acoustical chapel – very stirring.
Next was Haas Promenade overlook. This spot was wonderful because lunch was included. We pulled out our sack lunches after another stimulating geographical direction session from Brother Ludlow. It was nice to see rahter large patches of green grass that, being relatively garbage free, we could sit on. Meandering, conversation, and laughter ensued, and priceless pictures were taken before we headed on to our next stop at Deir Mar Elyas, or the Elias Monastery. We didn’t go into the building, but we saw an amazing view of Bethlehem – our first view of Christ’s birthplace.
More bus ride (still to the spectacular serenading skills of James and Lance) and more downpour of knowledge from our beloved professor. Out last out-of-center stop was Nebi Samwill, or the Tomb of Samuel. Situated up in the Benjamin Plataeu, the lookout from the roof of this building was quite vast and very magnificent. The sun at this point began to beat down quite hard, and after stairwell snapshots we headed back to the center. The adventure wasn’t over quite yet, however – we spent another half an hour out by the maps on the verandah. It was fascinating but too much for my sensitive skin to handle – my neck and arms were quite red by the time I made it back to my room. Homework, napping, and waiting finally brought dinner to pass, and a full stomach brought on some one-on-one basketball with Risa. Being exhausted, I planned on going to bed after I finished messing around on the piano around ten o’clock, but too many amazing people living in this building were still up, so two o’clock found me still up and chatting the night away. Memories are infinitely preferable to a few forgotten hours of lost sleep, right?
Sept. 12, 2007
Jocelyn Schmidt
Class Journal
We had a really exciting day today. After attending an early morning Arabic class and Old Testament class, we had the rest of the day off to do what we chose. After grabbing a bite to eat, we decided we’d go see the King David Museum down in the Eastern part of the Old City. Unfortunately, nobody checked a reliable source for the open hours. A group of about thirty of us made the 20 minute trek down to the gates just in time to find out that we missed the deadline by three minutes! Some people wanted to go shopping and another group wanted to see if the Church of the Holy Sepulcher was open. The group I was with decided we would try the Rockefeller Museum as an alternative, but lo and behold we missed that deadline by five minutes as well- horrible luck. Hot and frustrated we were ready to give up and go home, but in a last attempt someone suggested we try the Garden Tomb. So we turned around and after only a few wrong turns we found the right place. At one point we saw the “old man’s face” on Golgotha’s hill and thought we had found the correct street. Not long after we turned, we noticed a large gathering of people on the dead-end street (most of them staring at us), a large garbage bin with smoke billowing out of it and an overwhelming feeling of vulnerability. It wasn’t until that point that we also noticed the buses and deducted that we had entered the off-limits bus stop area. We quickly departed from that area and found our real destination. Entering through a large gate and a visitor’s area, we discovered to our delight that we would finally be able to take a tour. Our guide was a pleasant British Christian man. He gave us the history of the gardens, some insights of the crucifixion and bore his testimony of the Savior. The gardens were absolutely beautiful and it was fascinating to listen to our guide’s opinions and knowledge concerning the place. We took pictures around the empty tomb and of the garden grounds. On the way home, we also stopped by St. Stephen’s Basilica, which is a Cathedral built in honor of the first Christian martyr. We weren’t able to get a tour or a full description of the history, but we spent some time just looking at the grounds and buildings. It had a beautiful courtyard in the entrance with pillars and statues and the inside of the cathedral was really spacious and pretty as well. That night, things quieted down and most people either worked on their homework or played soccer in the gymnasium.
Class Journal
We had a really exciting day today. After attending an early morning Arabic class and Old Testament class, we had the rest of the day off to do what we chose. After grabbing a bite to eat, we decided we’d go see the King David Museum down in the Eastern part of the Old City. Unfortunately, nobody checked a reliable source for the open hours. A group of about thirty of us made the 20 minute trek down to the gates just in time to find out that we missed the deadline by three minutes! Some people wanted to go shopping and another group wanted to see if the Church of the Holy Sepulcher was open. The group I was with decided we would try the Rockefeller Museum as an alternative, but lo and behold we missed that deadline by five minutes as well- horrible luck. Hot and frustrated we were ready to give up and go home, but in a last attempt someone suggested we try the Garden Tomb. So we turned around and after only a few wrong turns we found the right place. At one point we saw the “old man’s face” on Golgotha’s hill and thought we had found the correct street. Not long after we turned, we noticed a large gathering of people on the dead-end street (most of them staring at us), a large garbage bin with smoke billowing out of it and an overwhelming feeling of vulnerability. It wasn’t until that point that we also noticed the buses and deducted that we had entered the off-limits bus stop area. We quickly departed from that area and found our real destination. Entering through a large gate and a visitor’s area, we discovered to our delight that we would finally be able to take a tour. Our guide was a pleasant British Christian man. He gave us the history of the gardens, some insights of the crucifixion and bore his testimony of the Savior. The gardens were absolutely beautiful and it was fascinating to listen to our guide’s opinions and knowledge concerning the place. We took pictures around the empty tomb and of the garden grounds. On the way home, we also stopped by St. Stephen’s Basilica, which is a Cathedral built in honor of the first Christian martyr. We weren’t able to get a tour or a full description of the history, but we spent some time just looking at the grounds and buildings. It had a beautiful courtyard in the entrance with pillars and statues and the inside of the cathedral was really spacious and pretty as well. That night, things quieted down and most people either worked on their homework or played soccer in the gymnasium.
9/11/07
Tiffany Dunn
Journal
Today there was quite a bit of activity going on in the center. The day was so full and we had so much homework that only a couple (and by couple I mean about 5) people went into the city. The rest of us stayed in and worked. Well, pretended we were working anyway.
The day was crazy busy class wise. We had class from 7:30-11 and then again from 4-6. Let me say, that is a lot of class for one day. I do have to confess that towards the end of class, I had a bit of trouble staying awake. I blame jetlag.
Our Modern Near Eastern Studies from the Israeli perspective was very interesting. That’s my favorite class at the moment. During class today we talked about the differences between the zealots, Pharisees and Sadducees and the items that they did not agree about. We were talking about these three groups and their reactions to the destruction of the temple in 70 CE. I thought it very interesting that the Sadducees were so willing to acculturate to try and survive, but regardless of their efforts they still became, for lack of a better term, extinct. The Pharisees on the other hand survived. They wanted to keep their religion, but they realized that some adaptation would have to occur. Thus they adapted. The Rabbis came from the Pharisees.
Between our Israeli perspective and Palestinian perspective classes most people studied. A lot of people meant to study but ended up taking naps instead. That jetlag is a killer! We also had our first linen exchange. That was an adventure. We went down and got our sheets, towels and bathroom mats and waited to get our fresh new ones.
At 7:30 we had a forum. Mike Ross, from the US Consulate, came and talked to us. Ross is the Head of Security and he came and talked to us about the complex situation between the Palestinians and Israelis. He mentioned that the US gave Israel 33 billion dollars to help with things going on in Israel. He also talked about the security measures that are being taken. He spent some time on the terrorist groups. He was asked to name some, the most threatening, and he said that there were at least 30 different groups that he had reports on every morning. Some of note are the Muslim Jihad, Al-Qaida, etc. It was really interesting.
After the forum a couple of us went and played soccer in the gym. It was way fun. We had people that were really good and played in high school and those who had never played before. We also didn’t sustain any injuries that night.
Journal
Today there was quite a bit of activity going on in the center. The day was so full and we had so much homework that only a couple (and by couple I mean about 5) people went into the city. The rest of us stayed in and worked. Well, pretended we were working anyway.
The day was crazy busy class wise. We had class from 7:30-11 and then again from 4-6. Let me say, that is a lot of class for one day. I do have to confess that towards the end of class, I had a bit of trouble staying awake. I blame jetlag.
Our Modern Near Eastern Studies from the Israeli perspective was very interesting. That’s my favorite class at the moment. During class today we talked about the differences between the zealots, Pharisees and Sadducees and the items that they did not agree about. We were talking about these three groups and their reactions to the destruction of the temple in 70 CE. I thought it very interesting that the Sadducees were so willing to acculturate to try and survive, but regardless of their efforts they still became, for lack of a better term, extinct. The Pharisees on the other hand survived. They wanted to keep their religion, but they realized that some adaptation would have to occur. Thus they adapted. The Rabbis came from the Pharisees.
Between our Israeli perspective and Palestinian perspective classes most people studied. A lot of people meant to study but ended up taking naps instead. That jetlag is a killer! We also had our first linen exchange. That was an adventure. We went down and got our sheets, towels and bathroom mats and waited to get our fresh new ones.
At 7:30 we had a forum. Mike Ross, from the US Consulate, came and talked to us. Ross is the Head of Security and he came and talked to us about the complex situation between the Palestinians and Israelis. He mentioned that the US gave Israel 33 billion dollars to help with things going on in Israel. He also talked about the security measures that are being taken. He spent some time on the terrorist groups. He was asked to name some, the most threatening, and he said that there were at least 30 different groups that he had reports on every morning. Some of note are the Muslim Jihad, Al-Qaida, etc. It was really interesting.
After the forum a couple of us went and played soccer in the gym. It was way fun. We had people that were really good and played in high school and those who had never played before. We also didn’t sustain any injuries that night.
September 11, 2007
Brother Ludlow
Tuni Rose
Journal Article from 9/11
Today was our first class period of Palestinian Civilization with Dr. Adnan Musallam. He taught us a few words and phrases in Arabic, reviewed the general history of Arabia (the difference between Arab East and Arab West), and began to describe the importance of adapting/creating our own individual geography. He said that geography is inhibited by our cultural knowledge, meaning it creates false expectations and preconceived notions that unconsciously govern our lives. After this lecture we also had a better understanding of Jerusalem’s current demographics (approximately 7 million Israelis, 4 million Palestinians, and 180,000 Christians).
Our classes occupied the morning and a few hours in the afternoon. Because we had limited free time some people went out to visit the Old City while others played in the gym, studied or slept. Lots of us are still recovering from JETLAG!!! We also had our first linen exchange and were reminded about the cleaning check tomorrow. After dinner we participated in our first forum given by Michael Ross, Regional Security Officer at the U.S. Consulate.
Officer Ross’s comments focused on three current issues among Israeli and Palestinian groups. He explained the complications of his job due to the history and motivation of the conflict saying that ‘everyone has their own version of truth. One man could be viewed as a terrorist or a freedom fighter. People here are looking for stability, safety and security no different than you or I’. The Middle East has become a high profile region in recent months due to visits from various governmental officials. Peace talks are scheduled in Washington next month to help resolve existing problems.
Tuni Rose
Journal Article from 9/11
Today was our first class period of Palestinian Civilization with Dr. Adnan Musallam. He taught us a few words and phrases in Arabic, reviewed the general history of Arabia (the difference between Arab East and Arab West), and began to describe the importance of adapting/creating our own individual geography. He said that geography is inhibited by our cultural knowledge, meaning it creates false expectations and preconceived notions that unconsciously govern our lives. After this lecture we also had a better understanding of Jerusalem’s current demographics (approximately 7 million Israelis, 4 million Palestinians, and 180,000 Christians).
Our classes occupied the morning and a few hours in the afternoon. Because we had limited free time some people went out to visit the Old City while others played in the gym, studied or slept. Lots of us are still recovering from JETLAG!!! We also had our first linen exchange and were reminded about the cleaning check tomorrow. After dinner we participated in our first forum given by Michael Ross, Regional Security Officer at the U.S. Consulate.
Officer Ross’s comments focused on three current issues among Israeli and Palestinian groups. He explained the complications of his job due to the history and motivation of the conflict saying that ‘everyone has their own version of truth. One man could be viewed as a terrorist or a freedom fighter. People here are looking for stability, safety and security no different than you or I’. The Middle East has become a high profile region in recent months due to visits from various governmental officials. Peace talks are scheduled in Washington next month to help resolve existing problems.
Monday, September 10, 2007
McCall Barrick
Brother Ludlow
Journal Entry
Today we started Arabic classes, for those of us who are taking Arabic. Ayman Jebrar is our teacher and he is hilarious. My favorite part of the class today was when Ayman told us of a time he asked a girl to dance and she could tell that he had the accent of a farmer. She asked him if he was a farmer and then refused to dance with him when he told her that he was. He told us that when she denied him, many thoughts went through his head, specifically the thought that the girl was ugly. The way he described it to us was highly amusing. The class was really entertaining, in part because of our teacher, and also in part because none of us really know what we are doing. However, we did start to get a feel for the class in general, which was nice.
For those in our group who are not taking Arabic, there was some time after breakfast before our other classes started. This allowed some people time to do their homework, while others used the opportunity to get some more sleep. Naps are often necessary since we are all still suffering from varying degrees of jet lag. Classes started for everyone at 9:30 when we had our first Modern Near East class with Ophir Yarden. It was a really interesting class and it was good to see the course through his perspective in addition to that of Dr. Musallam. After Professor Yarden’s class we split in to two groups for our Old Testament classes. It is incredible to be in a place where we can learn about things from the Old Testament in an environment where we can see the places and things that we are learning about in class.
After classes were over most people stayed in the center to catch up on homework. However, some people ventured out into the Old City for a couple of hours. Of those that did go out, most people either wandered along the streets looking at shops or walked around the top of the city wall.
Since it is Monday night and we are still attending BYU, tonight we had Family Home Evening. Lauran Lloyd and Ashley Askelsen organized the activity for us. It was a scavenger hunt with different pieces of a puzzle hidden all over the center. People were running up and down all of the staircases in the center looking for the puzzle pieces. Everyone who participated had a lot of fun. It was definitely a success! Plus, there were cookies at the end, and who doesn’t like cookies? Overall, today was another incredible day in the Holy Land. There were a lot of first for all of us here. It was a pleasant mixture of study and socializing and I can think of no better place on earth to do eit
Brother Ludlow
Journal Entry
Today we started Arabic classes, for those of us who are taking Arabic. Ayman Jebrar is our teacher and he is hilarious. My favorite part of the class today was when Ayman told us of a time he asked a girl to dance and she could tell that he had the accent of a farmer. She asked him if he was a farmer and then refused to dance with him when he told her that he was. He told us that when she denied him, many thoughts went through his head, specifically the thought that the girl was ugly. The way he described it to us was highly amusing. The class was really entertaining, in part because of our teacher, and also in part because none of us really know what we are doing. However, we did start to get a feel for the class in general, which was nice.
For those in our group who are not taking Arabic, there was some time after breakfast before our other classes started. This allowed some people time to do their homework, while others used the opportunity to get some more sleep. Naps are often necessary since we are all still suffering from varying degrees of jet lag. Classes started for everyone at 9:30 when we had our first Modern Near East class with Ophir Yarden. It was a really interesting class and it was good to see the course through his perspective in addition to that of Dr. Musallam. After Professor Yarden’s class we split in to two groups for our Old Testament classes. It is incredible to be in a place where we can learn about things from the Old Testament in an environment where we can see the places and things that we are learning about in class.
After classes were over most people stayed in the center to catch up on homework. However, some people ventured out into the Old City for a couple of hours. Of those that did go out, most people either wandered along the streets looking at shops or walked around the top of the city wall.
Since it is Monday night and we are still attending BYU, tonight we had Family Home Evening. Lauran Lloyd and Ashley Askelsen organized the activity for us. It was a scavenger hunt with different pieces of a puzzle hidden all over the center. People were running up and down all of the staircases in the center looking for the puzzle pieces. Everyone who participated had a lot of fun. It was definitely a success! Plus, there were cookies at the end, and who doesn’t like cookies? Overall, today was another incredible day in the Holy Land. There were a lot of first for all of us here. It was a pleasant mixture of study and socializing and I can think of no better place on earth to do eit
September 10, 2007
Bailey Porter
Brother Ludlow
We have been here for less than a week, but already we seem to know the routine of things. Today was a little different though. We started both Modern Near Eastern Studies from an Israeli point of view, and for half of us, Arabic. The other half were able to sleep in, since class didn't start for them until 9:30. We also had our first family home evening in the Holy Land.There are two Arabic sections. I'm in the second, and was waiting for the first class to leave so I could take my seat. As the class before me was leaving they were laughing and wishing us good luck. At least they weren't groaning and saying it. The teacher was funny, which is good because otherwise the class may be a little tedious. We were trying to say a particular word and someone said it slightly wrong, a barely noticeable error. The meaning however was changed from whatever we were saying to, how is your uncle doing? It should be a pretty difficult class, but also fun since we will be learning more of the Palestinian culture.After Arabic we went to meet our teacher of Modern Near Eastern Studies/Israeli perspective. This was my favorite class yet. We learned more about the Jewish culture and history involving Hanukah. The only downfall to this class is how much reading is expected. Many of us thought that both the reading for our first (which we would have to catch up on) and second day were due the following day. This would have given us that afternoon and evening to read 111 pages along with any homework from other classes. Not many went into the city for that reason. It turns out that we had until our third class to do the assigned reading.Later that evening we had family home evening. This was our first one since we'd arrived. We met next to the Oasis around eight and were split up into groups. We were then given a clue piece that began a scavenger hunt around the center, ranging from the bottom gate up to the security on the 8th floor. By the time the last clue completed the puzzle everyone that ran up and down the stairs was thoroughly exhausted.
Brother Ludlow
We have been here for less than a week, but already we seem to know the routine of things. Today was a little different though. We started both Modern Near Eastern Studies from an Israeli point of view, and for half of us, Arabic. The other half were able to sleep in, since class didn't start for them until 9:30. We also had our first family home evening in the Holy Land.There are two Arabic sections. I'm in the second, and was waiting for the first class to leave so I could take my seat. As the class before me was leaving they were laughing and wishing us good luck. At least they weren't groaning and saying it. The teacher was funny, which is good because otherwise the class may be a little tedious. We were trying to say a particular word and someone said it slightly wrong, a barely noticeable error. The meaning however was changed from whatever we were saying to, how is your uncle doing? It should be a pretty difficult class, but also fun since we will be learning more of the Palestinian culture.After Arabic we went to meet our teacher of Modern Near Eastern Studies/Israeli perspective. This was my favorite class yet. We learned more about the Jewish culture and history involving Hanukah. The only downfall to this class is how much reading is expected. Many of us thought that both the reading for our first (which we would have to catch up on) and second day were due the following day. This would have given us that afternoon and evening to read 111 pages along with any homework from other classes. Not many went into the city for that reason. It turns out that we had until our third class to do the assigned reading.Later that evening we had family home evening. This was our first one since we'd arrived. We met next to the Oasis around eight and were split up into groups. We were then given a clue piece that began a scavenger hunt around the center, ranging from the bottom gate up to the security on the 8th floor. By the time the last clue completed the puzzle everyone that ran up and down the stairs was thoroughly exhausted.
Sunday September 9. 2007
This was our first Sunday in Jerusalem! Also the first Sunday any of us have ever had classes. Our Near Eastern History class taught by Adnan Musallam started today. He lived in the United States but has lived here and taught here and at Bethlehem University for a number of years so he knows and understands the Palestinian history and the basis for the conflicts here, in the Middle East. He is Palestinian Christian and English is his second language. Just in the first class I learned a lot about Arabic people and their history that I had never heard before. He talked about our preconceived notions of the geography of the Middle East and how by visiting we dispel those notions. By the end of the semester our perspective of the Middle East will be completely different because we will have toured Israel, Egypt and Jordan. By being here we will be able to learn far more than we could have studying in a classroom.
It was an overcast day, nice and cool with no homework so everyone went out into the city. I went to walk the sites of the Via Delarosa. Because it was Sunday, the Christian Sabbath we were not able to go into all the sites but we did visit the first three, the place where Christ was condemned, where he was whipped, and then where he was given the cross. As I looked at these sites I had to convince myself that this was where important parts of Christ’s life took place. We were able to see where the Romans could have been while they cast lots for Christ’s cloak. There was carving in the floor from the game they played. The worker pointed out to us the type of plant that was used to make the crown of thorns that was part of Christ's suffering. Observing all this made all the biblical stories more real to me. I am starting to understand more about him and his life.
Some other students went up to the temple mount. They were able to see the Dome of the Rock and the Al Aqsa mosque and walk where Jesus taught.
Other students walked around the city on the wall surrounding Jerusalem. They were able to see the entire city, the Armenian Quarter, the Christian Quarter, the Muslim Quarter and the Jewish Quarter.
Another group went into the Old City to go shopping! I love how the merchants push their way in front of you to block your path and welcome you into their store. Mormons! 50% off!
Coming to Jerusalem has taught me things about Christ’s life that I couldn’t possibly learn anywhere else. Even though this city has changed a lot since he walked here so much history is still present and we are able to experience it!
It was an overcast day, nice and cool with no homework so everyone went out into the city. I went to walk the sites of the Via Delarosa. Because it was Sunday, the Christian Sabbath we were not able to go into all the sites but we did visit the first three, the place where Christ was condemned, where he was whipped, and then where he was given the cross. As I looked at these sites I had to convince myself that this was where important parts of Christ’s life took place. We were able to see where the Romans could have been while they cast lots for Christ’s cloak. There was carving in the floor from the game they played. The worker pointed out to us the type of plant that was used to make the crown of thorns that was part of Christ's suffering. Observing all this made all the biblical stories more real to me. I am starting to understand more about him and his life.
Some other students went up to the temple mount. They were able to see the Dome of the Rock and the Al Aqsa mosque and walk where Jesus taught.
Other students walked around the city on the wall surrounding Jerusalem. They were able to see the entire city, the Armenian Quarter, the Christian Quarter, the Muslim Quarter and the Jewish Quarter.
Another group went into the Old City to go shopping! I love how the merchants push their way in front of you to block your path and welcome you into their store. Mormons! 50% off!
Coming to Jerusalem has taught me things about Christ’s life that I couldn’t possibly learn anywhere else. Even though this city has changed a lot since he walked here so much history is still present and we are able to experience it!
September 9, 2007
Mikelle Laker
Religion 303
Journal Entry
Today was a day of firsts. It will be one of many to come, I’m sure. I went into East Jerusalem with my roommate Kira, and Whitney, Amie and Lance. Up to this point, I had only been out of the Center with the big Orientation group. So going exploring without a tour guide was definitely an adventure.
I’m not sure how much I enjoy the ups and downs of actually getting to this city. It’s hard to understand the hilly nature of Jerusalem until you’ve actually been there and experienced it. It seems like we will probably experience it many times this semester. The sun seems especially strong here or maybe it’s just the humidity. But, it gets really warm on the way up to the city.
We first found our way to Aladdin’s Money Changer. I guess we all felt the most comfortable going to him because so many students have gone there before us. I had no idea what to expect. I half thought he would just be sitting behind a little table in a room, but it was much more set up than that. We successfully easily exchanged our money. I’m amazed at the level of trust that there is between the merchants and the “Mormons” as we’re called. Some stores in Provo won't even take my out of state check and yet, Aladdin himself (in Jerusalem of all places) is happy to take it.
A visit to east Jerusalem wouldn’t be complete without a visit to Omar’s. He had a lot to tell us about his olive wood carvings. They were beautiful but very expensive. I think I’m going to be keeping my eye out for lower priced carvings. We enjoyed his stories and jokes. I think he knows more Book of Mormon stories than I do! A few of us wanted Bethlehem blankets so we were excited to get some of those.
It was a day filled with new, exciting adventures. I still can’t get over the fact that the view from my room is the Holy City. Not too many people can say that! It will be a privilege every day to live here and I’m looking forward to many more days to come.
Religion 303
Journal Entry
Today was a day of firsts. It will be one of many to come, I’m sure. I went into East Jerusalem with my roommate Kira, and Whitney, Amie and Lance. Up to this point, I had only been out of the Center with the big Orientation group. So going exploring without a tour guide was definitely an adventure.
I’m not sure how much I enjoy the ups and downs of actually getting to this city. It’s hard to understand the hilly nature of Jerusalem until you’ve actually been there and experienced it. It seems like we will probably experience it many times this semester. The sun seems especially strong here or maybe it’s just the humidity. But, it gets really warm on the way up to the city.
We first found our way to Aladdin’s Money Changer. I guess we all felt the most comfortable going to him because so many students have gone there before us. I had no idea what to expect. I half thought he would just be sitting behind a little table in a room, but it was much more set up than that. We successfully easily exchanged our money. I’m amazed at the level of trust that there is between the merchants and the “Mormons” as we’re called. Some stores in Provo won't even take my out of state check and yet, Aladdin himself (in Jerusalem of all places) is happy to take it.
A visit to east Jerusalem wouldn’t be complete without a visit to Omar’s. He had a lot to tell us about his olive wood carvings. They were beautiful but very expensive. I think I’m going to be keeping my eye out for lower priced carvings. We enjoyed his stories and jokes. I think he knows more Book of Mormon stories than I do! A few of us wanted Bethlehem blankets so we were excited to get some of those.
It was a day filled with new, exciting adventures. I still can’t get over the fact that the view from my room is the Holy City. Not too many people can say that! It will be a privilege every day to live here and I’m looking forward to many more days to come.
Saturday September 8, 2007
KatieVargo
Today was the first Shabbat of the semester. It was nice to be able to sleep in, but do to the effects of jet lag, it was hard to kill the time before we could go to breakfast and choir practice. In choir practice we sang a great arrangement of a hymn done by Bro. Galbraith. It seemed like nearly everyone was in the choir. It was fun to sing and look out and see The Old City of Jerusalem. It was much easier to stay focused on the Savior during the sacrament, considering our surroundings. We did not have sunday school, but instead an extended Relief Society and Priesthood meeting. We met in the Dome Theater and the acoustics were amazing. We did not need a microphone and because of the dome shape of the ceiling it felt like you could whisper and everyone around could still hear what you were saying. We went around the room and everyone introduced themselves and said an interesting fact. It was fun to hear all the different personalities of each girl. Sister Ludlow gave a wonderful lesson on keeping the sabbath day holy. She ended with a great quote from Ezra Taft Benson about how the Lord blesses those who live His gospel.
After church it seemed like most people took a little nap, and then at 3 PM, a lot of people went to the Garden of Gethsemane and the Church of All Nations. The reality of what occurred there was hard to believe. It was nothing what i thought it was going to be like. There were no large spiritual experience walking through the area. It was a testimony to me that just because we are here, in this land where all of these events occurred it does not make the atonement any more real to me. It was amazing to see the Church of All Nations. It was a beautiful building with stain glass and elaborate depictions of the atonement, but the spirit was not there. Then the guard let us into the gate across the road where it was locked. Most tourists were in the main part, but i guess the security guard let us in because we were the Mormon students. Through this gate it felt more what i thought it would be like. There were a lot of olive trees and path ways to walk around, it was very pleasant. We all came back and ate dinner which tasted great. I think everyone was pretty hungry. We had ward prayer and then a bunch of people were mingling in the snack bar area. Stephi was attempting to give everyone nick names. It was quite comical to hear everyone talk. There were also fireworks for a wedding around 10 PM. It took me off guard to hear, i thought it was shooting at first. Then i saw bright lights in the sky. They were kind of small fireworks.
Today was the first Shabbat of the semester. It was nice to be able to sleep in, but do to the effects of jet lag, it was hard to kill the time before we could go to breakfast and choir practice. In choir practice we sang a great arrangement of a hymn done by Bro. Galbraith. It seemed like nearly everyone was in the choir. It was fun to sing and look out and see The Old City of Jerusalem. It was much easier to stay focused on the Savior during the sacrament, considering our surroundings. We did not have sunday school, but instead an extended Relief Society and Priesthood meeting. We met in the Dome Theater and the acoustics were amazing. We did not need a microphone and because of the dome shape of the ceiling it felt like you could whisper and everyone around could still hear what you were saying. We went around the room and everyone introduced themselves and said an interesting fact. It was fun to hear all the different personalities of each girl. Sister Ludlow gave a wonderful lesson on keeping the sabbath day holy. She ended with a great quote from Ezra Taft Benson about how the Lord blesses those who live His gospel.
After church it seemed like most people took a little nap, and then at 3 PM, a lot of people went to the Garden of Gethsemane and the Church of All Nations. The reality of what occurred there was hard to believe. It was nothing what i thought it was going to be like. There were no large spiritual experience walking through the area. It was a testimony to me that just because we are here, in this land where all of these events occurred it does not make the atonement any more real to me. It was amazing to see the Church of All Nations. It was a beautiful building with stain glass and elaborate depictions of the atonement, but the spirit was not there. Then the guard let us into the gate across the road where it was locked. Most tourists were in the main part, but i guess the security guard let us in because we were the Mormon students. Through this gate it felt more what i thought it would be like. There were a lot of olive trees and path ways to walk around, it was very pleasant. We all came back and ate dinner which tasted great. I think everyone was pretty hungry. We had ward prayer and then a bunch of people were mingling in the snack bar area. Stephi was attempting to give everyone nick names. It was quite comical to hear everyone talk. There were also fireworks for a wedding around 10 PM. It took me off guard to hear, i thought it was shooting at first. Then i saw bright lights in the sky. They were kind of small fireworks.
Saturday September 8, 2007
Kerri Regehr
Victor Ludlow
Religion 303
Today started like most days have here at the Jerusalem Center, being woken up by my Muslim prayer call alarm clock. Other than that, today was a special day, a day of rest! We had to come dressed in our church clothes to breakfast today because it’s Shabbat, and the meal was delicious as always. After breakfast we had ward choir practice in the auditorium and almost everyone showed up to sing. We learned a song that we sang an hour later in Sacrament meeting, and I really enjoyed the acoustics in that room.
I thought it would be weird to have church on Saturday, but I actually think I like it better. There are a couple of families in our branch, and also some students from the Hebrew University. I’ve never lived in a branch before, especially not one with mostly single students and just a few families, so this is a new and pretty cool experience for me. All through the meeting I couldn’t take my eyes of the big window facing Jerusalem. I am still so amazed that I am here! As I partook of the Sacrament, I thought about Christ’s suffering for me in the Garden of Gethsemane, not too far from where I was sitting. It’s hard not to have a different feeling here in Sacrament meeting, but that doesn’t make the gospel any truer. Perhaps it makes it a little easier to relate to though, more real.
After the block of meetings, several people wanted to go to the Garden of Gethsemane and some wanted to go to the Garden Tomb. I went with the Gethsemane group and had a wonderful time. Gethsemane was different than I expected, it’s a pretty small walled garden with extremely old olive trees surrounded by rocks and gravel paths. Next to the garden is the beautiful Church of all Nations which we spent some time in. There is a street running right along the garden wall, so it was pretty noisy the whole time.
When we finally made the long, hot trek back to the Jerusalem Center, or Home as I’ve come to call it, dinner was waiting for us. After we ate, most people headed off to various places in the building to tackle their homework. I ended up in the lounge with a whole slew of people not conducive to studying at all. It was fun though, and I’m glad I had at least that one night to grow closer to my new friends. All in all, it was a wonderful Shabbat, and I have a feeling it will fast become my favorite day of the week!
Victor Ludlow
Religion 303
Today started like most days have here at the Jerusalem Center, being woken up by my Muslim prayer call alarm clock. Other than that, today was a special day, a day of rest! We had to come dressed in our church clothes to breakfast today because it’s Shabbat, and the meal was delicious as always. After breakfast we had ward choir practice in the auditorium and almost everyone showed up to sing. We learned a song that we sang an hour later in Sacrament meeting, and I really enjoyed the acoustics in that room.
I thought it would be weird to have church on Saturday, but I actually think I like it better. There are a couple of families in our branch, and also some students from the Hebrew University. I’ve never lived in a branch before, especially not one with mostly single students and just a few families, so this is a new and pretty cool experience for me. All through the meeting I couldn’t take my eyes of the big window facing Jerusalem. I am still so amazed that I am here! As I partook of the Sacrament, I thought about Christ’s suffering for me in the Garden of Gethsemane, not too far from where I was sitting. It’s hard not to have a different feeling here in Sacrament meeting, but that doesn’t make the gospel any truer. Perhaps it makes it a little easier to relate to though, more real.
After the block of meetings, several people wanted to go to the Garden of Gethsemane and some wanted to go to the Garden Tomb. I went with the Gethsemane group and had a wonderful time. Gethsemane was different than I expected, it’s a pretty small walled garden with extremely old olive trees surrounded by rocks and gravel paths. Next to the garden is the beautiful Church of all Nations which we spent some time in. There is a street running right along the garden wall, so it was pretty noisy the whole time.
When we finally made the long, hot trek back to the Jerusalem Center, or Home as I’ve come to call it, dinner was waiting for us. After we ate, most people headed off to various places in the building to tackle their homework. I ended up in the lounge with a whole slew of people not conducive to studying at all. It was fun though, and I’m glad I had at least that one night to grow closer to my new friends. All in all, it was a wonderful Shabbat, and I have a feeling it will fast become my favorite day of the week!
9/07/07
James Heaton
Journal Entry – Today was the first day of class and I am definitely glad to get underway with our new schedule. Our first class was Old Testament with Brother Victor Ludlow. I think that this is the first religion class that I have ever been nervous about, mainly because the Old Testament isn’t as familiar to me as all of the other standard works. Brother Ludlow briefly mentioned a few of the historical Old Testament sites that we would be visiting, and it made me wonder what it will feel like to actually be places where miracles were performed, battles were fought, and the Gospel of Jesus Christ was taught to children of God. As Brother Ludlow began to end class for the day, he counseled us to remember what we are like right now. He left us with a promise that if we would make good choices, the next four months would drastically alter the direction and course our lives will take.
Our next class was our Ancient Near Eastern Studies class with Brother Huntington. There we received more detail about our class outings and the requirements for his class. It seems so surreal that we actually get to go and visit all these places that we have read about in the scriptures for so long.
The highlight of the day came in the evening as we ventured into Old Jerusalem to the Western Wall (a.k.a. Wailing Wall). We were told that we were going to observe the start of the Jewish Shabbat which traditionally begins every Friday night at Sunset. So, at the stroke of 5:20pm, our class met Brother Ludlow at the base exit of the Jerusalem Center. He led us into Jerusalem, explaining a little more about some of the common customs practiced by Israel and history about some of the sites. Having never been in the Old City that late, it was interesting to see the crowds of Islamic people closing down their shops and heading home for the evening. Many of the people here recognize us as “the Mormons”. Here in Jerusalem is the probably the only place on earth where we appreciate being known as “the Mormons” instead of members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. So, after a brief walk through the center of Old Jerusalem, we arrived. Having never even heard of the Western Wall, I didn’t really know what to expect to find once we got there. And I definitely wasn’t expecting what I found. Of all the experiences I have had with different religions, I have never experienced anything so completely foreign. Yet at the same time I caught little glimpses of practices that seemed so strikingly similar to my own religion that it made me feel at ease during my time there. The Western Wall is not the Wall of the Temple. It is the wall of the courtyard that is east of the site where the Jewish temple was in the days of Jesus Christ. It is a place where the Jewish people mourn for the loss of their temple. They also write on little pieces of paper that they insert in crevices of the wall. These papers are prayers offered to God, pleading with Him to grant them specific blessings. The wall is divided into two sections. One section is where the Jewish men are permitted to come and offer prayers, read scriptures, and sing hymns. The other section is for the Jewish women. It was fascinating for me to see men of all ages brought together by a common belief to worship at a holy site. I guess it isn’t surprising that this experience made me reminisce about priesthood gatherings. To see fathers bring their small sons and teach them the traditions of their religion that is so important to their everyday lives was inspiring to say the least. Another aspect that also really hit me was how different some of the Jews worshipped. There were both Secular Jews and Orthodox Jews present at the holy site. But even those in the same sects worshipped differently which reminded me of the conversion process and how each being’s personal relationship with God is so important and special. I guess coming out of that experience, I felt a deep admiration and respect for the Jewish people that I haven’t ever felt before. I feel like I walked away with the experience of seeing the personal beliefs of hundreds of God fearing, faithful people.
Journal Entry – Today was the first day of class and I am definitely glad to get underway with our new schedule. Our first class was Old Testament with Brother Victor Ludlow. I think that this is the first religion class that I have ever been nervous about, mainly because the Old Testament isn’t as familiar to me as all of the other standard works. Brother Ludlow briefly mentioned a few of the historical Old Testament sites that we would be visiting, and it made me wonder what it will feel like to actually be places where miracles were performed, battles were fought, and the Gospel of Jesus Christ was taught to children of God. As Brother Ludlow began to end class for the day, he counseled us to remember what we are like right now. He left us with a promise that if we would make good choices, the next four months would drastically alter the direction and course our lives will take.
Our next class was our Ancient Near Eastern Studies class with Brother Huntington. There we received more detail about our class outings and the requirements for his class. It seems so surreal that we actually get to go and visit all these places that we have read about in the scriptures for so long.
The highlight of the day came in the evening as we ventured into Old Jerusalem to the Western Wall (a.k.a. Wailing Wall). We were told that we were going to observe the start of the Jewish Shabbat which traditionally begins every Friday night at Sunset. So, at the stroke of 5:20pm, our class met Brother Ludlow at the base exit of the Jerusalem Center. He led us into Jerusalem, explaining a little more about some of the common customs practiced by Israel and history about some of the sites. Having never been in the Old City that late, it was interesting to see the crowds of Islamic people closing down their shops and heading home for the evening. Many of the people here recognize us as “the Mormons”. Here in Jerusalem is the probably the only place on earth where we appreciate being known as “the Mormons” instead of members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. So, after a brief walk through the center of Old Jerusalem, we arrived. Having never even heard of the Western Wall, I didn’t really know what to expect to find once we got there. And I definitely wasn’t expecting what I found. Of all the experiences I have had with different religions, I have never experienced anything so completely foreign. Yet at the same time I caught little glimpses of practices that seemed so strikingly similar to my own religion that it made me feel at ease during my time there. The Western Wall is not the Wall of the Temple. It is the wall of the courtyard that is east of the site where the Jewish temple was in the days of Jesus Christ. It is a place where the Jewish people mourn for the loss of their temple. They also write on little pieces of paper that they insert in crevices of the wall. These papers are prayers offered to God, pleading with Him to grant them specific blessings. The wall is divided into two sections. One section is where the Jewish men are permitted to come and offer prayers, read scriptures, and sing hymns. The other section is for the Jewish women. It was fascinating for me to see men of all ages brought together by a common belief to worship at a holy site. I guess it isn’t surprising that this experience made me reminisce about priesthood gatherings. To see fathers bring their small sons and teach them the traditions of their religion that is so important to their everyday lives was inspiring to say the least. Another aspect that also really hit me was how different some of the Jews worshipped. There were both Secular Jews and Orthodox Jews present at the holy site. But even those in the same sects worshipped differently which reminded me of the conversion process and how each being’s personal relationship with God is so important and special. I guess coming out of that experience, I felt a deep admiration and respect for the Jewish people that I haven’t ever felt before. I feel like I walked away with the experience of seeing the personal beliefs of hundreds of God fearing, faithful people.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
September 6, 2007
April Palmer
Orientation, Orientation, Orientation!
I didn’t really believe the professors when they said that we would all be awake at 3:30am, but sure enough at 3:45 Thursday morning I was staring wide-eyed at the city from the balcony. Wanting to get over jet lag quickly, I went back to bed only to be awakened again an hour later by the Muslim prayer calls. Not quite a song, not quite a moan, and not quite a chant, but very beautiful the call is indescribable. Watching from my balcony, I could see that I was not the only one awake—I don’t know of one student that was able to sleep through the call that first morning.
After a quick breakfast of eggs, cereal, yogurt, French toast, fruit, and pita bread we met in the Forum at 7:15 for our third full-blown orientation meeting. We were given instruction about housing regulations, health and safety, etc. Half asleep and anxious to embark on our first walk in the city, I am not sure how well we were listening. Something must have sunk in though, because every time we wash our hands now someone is bound to smilingly quote Dr. Hayes: “Why are these students so happy? Because they washed their hands!”
Two hours later we split up into groups of ten and began our 5.2-mile orientation walk around Jerusalem. Exclamations of “I can’t believe we are actually here,” echoed through the streets as we passed the Church of the Holy Sepulcher and the Garden Tomb. Jaws dropped as we traipsed through the crowded markets of the old city. And there were giggles and smiles when we were accosted by merchants saying, “We make good price for Mormon students; 50% off everything!” Amid the very foreign sights, sounds, and smells there was a special feeling about the city. This feeling just attested to the fact that we were in a very significant place at a special time.
Returning to the Jerusalem Center hot, sweaty, and tired we ate lunch and returned to the Forum for yet another orientation meeting, this one focusing mainly on security. Boundaries, curfews, cell phones, and ID tags were among the hot topics of the day. These instructions were soon needed when 30 of us decided to venture out after dinner. In groups of three or more we prowled around West Jerusalem; the highlight for me being when I introduced some of the other students to “pop rocks chocolate.” After a worrisome ride home (the taxi driver went the wrong way on three one-way streets) we made it safely back home.
All in all it was a great day, and we went to bed very oriented, or disoriented…I am not sure which!
Orientation, Orientation, Orientation!
I didn’t really believe the professors when they said that we would all be awake at 3:30am, but sure enough at 3:45 Thursday morning I was staring wide-eyed at the city from the balcony. Wanting to get over jet lag quickly, I went back to bed only to be awakened again an hour later by the Muslim prayer calls. Not quite a song, not quite a moan, and not quite a chant, but very beautiful the call is indescribable. Watching from my balcony, I could see that I was not the only one awake—I don’t know of one student that was able to sleep through the call that first morning.
After a quick breakfast of eggs, cereal, yogurt, French toast, fruit, and pita bread we met in the Forum at 7:15 for our third full-blown orientation meeting. We were given instruction about housing regulations, health and safety, etc. Half asleep and anxious to embark on our first walk in the city, I am not sure how well we were listening. Something must have sunk in though, because every time we wash our hands now someone is bound to smilingly quote Dr. Hayes: “Why are these students so happy? Because they washed their hands!”
Two hours later we split up into groups of ten and began our 5.2-mile orientation walk around Jerusalem. Exclamations of “I can’t believe we are actually here,” echoed through the streets as we passed the Church of the Holy Sepulcher and the Garden Tomb. Jaws dropped as we traipsed through the crowded markets of the old city. And there were giggles and smiles when we were accosted by merchants saying, “We make good price for Mormon students; 50% off everything!” Amid the very foreign sights, sounds, and smells there was a special feeling about the city. This feeling just attested to the fact that we were in a very significant place at a special time.
Returning to the Jerusalem Center hot, sweaty, and tired we ate lunch and returned to the Forum for yet another orientation meeting, this one focusing mainly on security. Boundaries, curfews, cell phones, and ID tags were among the hot topics of the day. These instructions were soon needed when 30 of us decided to venture out after dinner. In groups of three or more we prowled around West Jerusalem; the highlight for me being when I introduced some of the other students to “pop rocks chocolate.” After a worrisome ride home (the taxi driver went the wrong way on three one-way streets) we made it safely back home.
All in all it was a great day, and we went to bed very oriented, or disoriented…I am not sure which!
Thursday September 6, 2007
Lance Evanson
The Morning Prayer call was next to unusual today at dawn; not because of its nature but because of its foreign firm resonance. When professor Kearl told us that 4:00am would be the probable time our eyelids would peel back I wasn’t sure for what strange reason, though today I found out why. Jet lag accompanied with a firm reverberating melody caught me up at the early hour as promised.
An early breakfast did not come soon enough seeing as I woke up a few hours earlier than I had planned and it seemed so far that things at BYU Jerusalem were definitely not what I had bargained for. That was really more my stomach talking than my real feelings of apprehension of the beginning of a distinctively unique semester.
The daily schedule: Breakfast 6:30 to 7:10 followed by orientation scheduled for… as long as it takes, Jerusalem orientation walk- when the first orientation is over, Lunch, and to finish the day’s planned schedule- Orientation continuation!
From the lower of the two exiting entrances groups were organized and sent out from the center to begin our first tour of the Old City. We broke up into parties of eight led by one of the senior couples and we started down Mount Scopus and up Mount Mariah towards the gates of Jerusalem. As my eyes wandered from each section of the visible surroundings to the next I realized abruptly, Jerusalem 2007 is not the Jerusalem in my mind (Jerusalem 33 C.E.). Quickly a short list of differences and experiences; dirty streets, sidewalks, and empty garbage cans; friendly people who knew exactly who we were, The Mormons! The smell of burning trash and exhaust, race cars to quick to notice the pedestrians in the cross walks, city walls rising high from hewn stone, shops, cafes, merchants, an old city modernized. Places that I had only read about and seen in movies were passed left and right, the Garden Tomb to the left and the Church of the Holy Sepulcher of to the right. We went to the top of the hospice and quartered Jerusalem giving some sense to how these three religious denominations could all share one holy city.
Coming back into the Jerusalem center Jacob 5 came to life as I for the first time saw an Olive Tree and recognized it for what it was. At X years old the tree top began to perish and began to shoot up young and tender branches. Today the tree stands with its branches removed so its stump only remains; the young and tender branches have become firm standing trees round about the root. That brought new insight to the allegory of the Olive tree. I can see now how difficult it would be to lose such a magnificent and old tree but how marvelous it is to bring forth new life.
Oh Jerusalem how much I have longed to be here with you, a dream from my past is as real today as the memories of my childhood. Oh Zion I so very much love being here with you.
The Morning Prayer call was next to unusual today at dawn; not because of its nature but because of its foreign firm resonance. When professor Kearl told us that 4:00am would be the probable time our eyelids would peel back I wasn’t sure for what strange reason, though today I found out why. Jet lag accompanied with a firm reverberating melody caught me up at the early hour as promised.
An early breakfast did not come soon enough seeing as I woke up a few hours earlier than I had planned and it seemed so far that things at BYU Jerusalem were definitely not what I had bargained for. That was really more my stomach talking than my real feelings of apprehension of the beginning of a distinctively unique semester.
The daily schedule: Breakfast 6:30 to 7:10 followed by orientation scheduled for… as long as it takes, Jerusalem orientation walk- when the first orientation is over, Lunch, and to finish the day’s planned schedule- Orientation continuation!
From the lower of the two exiting entrances groups were organized and sent out from the center to begin our first tour of the Old City. We broke up into parties of eight led by one of the senior couples and we started down Mount Scopus and up Mount Mariah towards the gates of Jerusalem. As my eyes wandered from each section of the visible surroundings to the next I realized abruptly, Jerusalem 2007 is not the Jerusalem in my mind (Jerusalem 33 C.E.). Quickly a short list of differences and experiences; dirty streets, sidewalks, and empty garbage cans; friendly people who knew exactly who we were, The Mormons! The smell of burning trash and exhaust, race cars to quick to notice the pedestrians in the cross walks, city walls rising high from hewn stone, shops, cafes, merchants, an old city modernized. Places that I had only read about and seen in movies were passed left and right, the Garden Tomb to the left and the Church of the Holy Sepulcher of to the right. We went to the top of the hospice and quartered Jerusalem giving some sense to how these three religious denominations could all share one holy city.
Coming back into the Jerusalem center Jacob 5 came to life as I for the first time saw an Olive Tree and recognized it for what it was. At X years old the tree top began to perish and began to shoot up young and tender branches. Today the tree stands with its branches removed so its stump only remains; the young and tender branches have become firm standing trees round about the root. That brought new insight to the allegory of the Olive tree. I can see now how difficult it would be to lose such a magnificent and old tree but how marvelous it is to bring forth new life.
Oh Jerusalem how much I have longed to be here with you, a dream from my past is as real today as the memories of my childhood. Oh Zion I so very much love being here with you.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
September 5 2007
Allie Braby
We left for Jerusalem on Tuesday, departing from the Salt Lake International Airport at 1:42 pm and with a three hour layover in Atlanta before continuing our journey to Tel Aviv. After a relatively quiet flight and many BYU heads popping out amongst the seats, we made it for a three hour layover in Atlanta, which must be one of the longest airports known to man. We were able to entertain ourselves, with some of us playing Phase 10 or listening to the guy playing the guitar at our gate. We also made a magnificent discovery of a giant flying cornstalk and a giant carrot with a spinning lima bean on top. After a final security check and our first chat with native Jerusalem dwellers, we boarded the plane for a twelve hour flight. Although it was long, not many of us slept for more than a few hours, if we were able to sleep at all. Besides the occassional chat next to the lavatory, the ride was relatively quiet. After what seemed like months, the plane finally descended to the Tel Aviv airport. As the plane lowered, I noticed how the buildings were all grouped together, all made from the same kind of stone. What was more peculiar was that all of these little towns were all on the tops of hills. It brought to life the scripture that says a city set on a hill cannot be hid. We, as BYU students studying in the Holy Land will not be hid either. We unloaded the plane and headed off through the airport, getting our passports stamped and reloading onto buses set for Jerusalem. Most of us set off across the different regions of Isreal while a small group waited at the airport, searching for their missing luggage. The wait was fruitful as one exploded bag was found and only one suitcase was lost for the night. The ride to Jerusalem seemed long as jet-lag was finally starting to kick in. But as we started up Mount Scopus and arrived at the front gate of the Jerusalem Center, it was all worth it. As I walked into the gates and looked at the arches and trees lining the pathway, I started to get more and more excited. We were finally here. We’ve been working and waiting for months to be able to get here, and we finally were it. The place itself, and the feeling when we walked inside the grounds, was one of awe. I couldn’t stop smiling as we were greeted and let to the Oasis for the first time. For the first time in many hours, we had a real meal, with its kick of spices, but a real meal that wasn’t plane food. The group that was stuck at the airport joined us and we met in the Upper Assembly room for our first orienation. The view overlooked the whole city, with the Dome of the Rock glowing against the dark sky. It was amazing to be able to see the walls of the Old City, to actually be here, in the Holy Land. Our meeting began with an opening hymn and again, I was amazed at the power and strength of our voices as our small number sang together. We were introduced to quite a few people, then were led on tours throughout the building. Fortunately, the guys carried our bags downstairs for us and we were all off to bed after that.
We left for Jerusalem on Tuesday, departing from the Salt Lake International Airport at 1:42 pm and with a three hour layover in Atlanta before continuing our journey to Tel Aviv. After a relatively quiet flight and many BYU heads popping out amongst the seats, we made it for a three hour layover in Atlanta, which must be one of the longest airports known to man. We were able to entertain ourselves, with some of us playing Phase 10 or listening to the guy playing the guitar at our gate. We also made a magnificent discovery of a giant flying cornstalk and a giant carrot with a spinning lima bean on top. After a final security check and our first chat with native Jerusalem dwellers, we boarded the plane for a twelve hour flight. Although it was long, not many of us slept for more than a few hours, if we were able to sleep at all. Besides the occassional chat next to the lavatory, the ride was relatively quiet. After what seemed like months, the plane finally descended to the Tel Aviv airport. As the plane lowered, I noticed how the buildings were all grouped together, all made from the same kind of stone. What was more peculiar was that all of these little towns were all on the tops of hills. It brought to life the scripture that says a city set on a hill cannot be hid. We, as BYU students studying in the Holy Land will not be hid either. We unloaded the plane and headed off through the airport, getting our passports stamped and reloading onto buses set for Jerusalem. Most of us set off across the different regions of Isreal while a small group waited at the airport, searching for their missing luggage. The wait was fruitful as one exploded bag was found and only one suitcase was lost for the night. The ride to Jerusalem seemed long as jet-lag was finally starting to kick in. But as we started up Mount Scopus and arrived at the front gate of the Jerusalem Center, it was all worth it. As I walked into the gates and looked at the arches and trees lining the pathway, I started to get more and more excited. We were finally here. We’ve been working and waiting for months to be able to get here, and we finally were it. The place itself, and the feeling when we walked inside the grounds, was one of awe. I couldn’t stop smiling as we were greeted and let to the Oasis for the first time. For the first time in many hours, we had a real meal, with its kick of spices, but a real meal that wasn’t plane food. The group that was stuck at the airport joined us and we met in the Upper Assembly room for our first orienation. The view overlooked the whole city, with the Dome of the Rock glowing against the dark sky. It was amazing to be able to see the walls of the Old City, to actually be here, in the Holy Land. Our meeting began with an opening hymn and again, I was amazed at the power and strength of our voices as our small number sang together. We were introduced to quite a few people, then were led on tours throughout the building. Fortunately, the guys carried our bags downstairs for us and we were all off to bed after that.
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