November 3, 2007
Shabbat Shalom! Today was another wonderful Shabbat here at the Jerusalem Center. Since it was fast Shabbat, we were able to get some much needed sleep since we didn’t eat breakfast. It has definitely been a day of peace and rest.
Our church meetings were great today. We started off with Fast and Testimony meeting. As I sat in church listening to all of the testimonies of the students here, I was filled with joy. It is so great to see all of us having strong, personal spiritual experiences here and learning and growing so much because of them. We all left jobs, people, classes, opportunities at home to come here, and because of that, we have all had trials and struggles in our own way. Some have been harder than others, but as I listened in testimony meeting, it made me so happy to see everyone growing so much and learning to rely on the Lord in times of need. How great it is to be surrounded by people who are all trying to be their best and do everything right. We’re all becoming better, and it is so fun to see the light of Christ become stronger in everyone’s eyes.
Today we had a new Sunday School class, ‘Missionary and Temple Prep’, which will be taught by two returned missionaries. The lesson was an intro to both missionary and temple work, and it’s going to be a great class. There are many people who are in various stages of missionary prep, and a few girls here who are getting married soon. It will be a good class to prepare us for our exciting months ahead. I think to the future and where everyone will be in a year from now, and looking at the potential that is here, I think we’re all going to go on to do great things. Everyone here is such a great example to me and how I can be better and stronger. It’s so great to be surrounded by wonderful examples.
In Relief Society we had a lesson taught by Sister Huntington on the Second Coming and how we can prepare ourselves for it. We mostly talked about how we can fill our lamps spiritually to be as the 5 righteous virgins who were ready for the bridegroom. After church, most people took naps or studied the Old Testament in preparation for a paper and a final which are due this week. We’re all going to make it through and hopefully our hard work and study thus far will pay off after Wednesday. At 4:00 pm sharp, we broke our fast to a wonderful Sabbath meal. It’s funny how much our lives revolve around the times of meals. Since they are the most constant event here, they mean a lot to us.
As we near the end of our Old Testament studies, I look back on how much I’ve learned in this class. I came this semester having read only sections of the Old Testament, with a brief knowledge of stories. Now I know the stories and personalities in more depth, how they all fit together chronologically, and most importantly I’m not scared of the Old Testament anymore. It was always intimidating, but now that we’ve studied it so much, I’m excited to read it again soon and learn even more about it. My favorite sights during our Old Testament study have been the mountains that we’ve visited. First of all, climbing Mount Sinai was a wonderful experience as we were better able to picture the wandering of the Israelites in the wilderness and their fearless leader, Moses, leading them. It was great to have more understanding for their situation. Then we visited Mount Nebo, where Moses looked out over the Jordan River Valley into the Promised Land and was told by the Lord that he was not going to inhabit it. Being there and knowing this story made me appreciate Moses so much more for his leadership and obedience as a prophet. I could not have done what the Israelites did, and visiting the mountains where they traveled helped me learn more about them and appreciate what they did for me!
Monday, April 21, 2008
November 3, 2007
Meg Rampton
3 November 2007
In the Jerusalem center we have our Sunday worship services on Saturday. At first I thought that I wouldn’t like it very much and have a hard time getting used to it. But it quickly became one of the most restful days of the week. I love Shabbat! Today was fast and testimony meeting. It was wonderful. Many of the testimonies were about the love of Heavenly Father and that he hears and answers our prayers. I know this is true and that he does. Many of the testimonies testified of our Savior Jesus Christ. As I sat there in the beautiful chapel I overlooked the old city. I could see the top of the church of the Holy Sepulture as we as the Garden tomb. Both possibilities of Christ’s death, burial, and resurrection place. My heart was overfull with the knowledge that he lives and I was so grateful to be in this very place where he lived, taught, atoned, died, and resurrected all for me.
This semester of studying the Old Testament has been such an eye opener for me. I have learned so many things. Mostly the fear of the unknown in the Old Testament has been replaced with the spirit of power as I know and understand what happened in the Old Testament. Before I came to Jerusalem it had been 10 years since my high school freshman experience of studying it and I honestly don’t remember any of it. I have learned many things but I think mostly it has been able to place all of the stories in the context of history and location. Sadly I had no idea that the city of David was right here in Jerusalem let alone had I made the connection before that King David was the same David who beat Goliath. I am so grateful for this experience and so excited about the unexpected plethora of knowledge that has been acquired during my first two months in Jerusalem.
3 November 2007
In the Jerusalem center we have our Sunday worship services on Saturday. At first I thought that I wouldn’t like it very much and have a hard time getting used to it. But it quickly became one of the most restful days of the week. I love Shabbat! Today was fast and testimony meeting. It was wonderful. Many of the testimonies were about the love of Heavenly Father and that he hears and answers our prayers. I know this is true and that he does. Many of the testimonies testified of our Savior Jesus Christ. As I sat there in the beautiful chapel I overlooked the old city. I could see the top of the church of the Holy Sepulture as we as the Garden tomb. Both possibilities of Christ’s death, burial, and resurrection place. My heart was overfull with the knowledge that he lives and I was so grateful to be in this very place where he lived, taught, atoned, died, and resurrected all for me.
This semester of studying the Old Testament has been such an eye opener for me. I have learned so many things. Mostly the fear of the unknown in the Old Testament has been replaced with the spirit of power as I know and understand what happened in the Old Testament. Before I came to Jerusalem it had been 10 years since my high school freshman experience of studying it and I honestly don’t remember any of it. I have learned many things but I think mostly it has been able to place all of the stories in the context of history and location. Sadly I had no idea that the city of David was right here in Jerusalem let alone had I made the connection before that King David was the same David who beat Goliath. I am so grateful for this experience and so excited about the unexpected plethora of knowledge that has been acquired during my first two months in Jerusalem.
October 1, 2007
Natasha Antoniak
Brother Ludlow
Slumbering after Egypt
After adventuring in Egypt for over a week, we arrived late to the Jerusalem Center the night of September 30th. We returned only to face a full day of classes on October the first …..
However, I, along with my roommate (and best friend), Tuni did not participate in the aforementioned full day of classes. OOPS! We, through our complete, sincere, and utter exhaustion missed classes for the WHOLE day! We slept UNKNOWINGLY until 3 p.m.!! When we woke up-- late in the afternoon—we realized how hungry we were since we missed BOTH breakfast and lunch! We went on a search for a small group to go into the West side of Jerusalem for some good pizza. MM mm MMM!
We called up a taxi and arrived at ‘Big Apple Pizza’ off of Ben Yehuda Street around 4pm. We ordered the most delicious pineapple and onion pizza we had ever eaten. With our round of Fantas and freshly made-thin-crusted goodness called a “pizza pie,” we chowed it down while reminiscing of our memories and adventures of Egypt. We realized how much we had just learned from that 7 day trip and felt so grateful for the bonding and fun memories that were created. We just kept saying “we can’t believe just 24 hours again we were in EGYPT—a country in Northern Africa!” And then we would just start to laugh as we saw our current reality: that being, eating delicious pizza in Jerusalem!—another one of our lifetime goals and treasured memories.
When we got back later that evening, a lot of people congratulated us on sleeping for the whole day. They expressed their simple jealousy and how impressed they were that we could sleep so long. We, quite frankly, felt awful, even amidst silly praise and sarcasm that we had just slept through half of our day! We walked around trying to get all the notes and information from the classes we had missed but found, during our walk, a variety of people sleeping in the most random places! Along with the obvious pure exhaustion that was our group, there was a HUGE rush of laundry-doing on the 2nd floor, while others continued on with their homework, some decided to relax and watch movies, and most went to bed early to try to “catch up” on the sleep that was so direly needed!
Randomly, however, a select few who had so MUCH energy (BECAUSE they hadn’t slept in so long causing them to be on a constant 2nd wind) that were running in and out of the gym, chilling at the Shalom Shack, and just giddy from the week previous. I think the snickers and coke finally caught up with them and gave them the sugar rush we all needed from our long hours on those buses crossing the borders, yes?
On the not-so-good side, there were still people from Brother Draper and Brother Ludlow’s classes suffering from what I like to call “Montezuma’s revenge” or lack of a better phrase “the Egypt experience.” They spent the majority of their first day back in Jerusalem in the bathroom, visiting Dr. Heyes for more Immodium, and picking at their food at dinner—scared to eat. We all empathized and sympathized. However, none of us regretted our experience and embraced the consequences of exhaustion and upset stomachs that come so naturally with getting to travel amidst this Jerusalem Study abroad.
Bottom line, I think as a collective whole we were all just happy and grateful that we just returned from such an incredible experience. Even if we celebrated it by sleeping half the day away…
Brother Ludlow
Slumbering after Egypt
After adventuring in Egypt for over a week, we arrived late to the Jerusalem Center the night of September 30th. We returned only to face a full day of classes on October the first …..
However, I, along with my roommate (and best friend), Tuni did not participate in the aforementioned full day of classes. OOPS! We, through our complete, sincere, and utter exhaustion missed classes for the WHOLE day! We slept UNKNOWINGLY until 3 p.m.!! When we woke up-- late in the afternoon—we realized how hungry we were since we missed BOTH breakfast and lunch! We went on a search for a small group to go into the West side of Jerusalem for some good pizza. MM mm MMM!
We called up a taxi and arrived at ‘Big Apple Pizza’ off of Ben Yehuda Street around 4pm. We ordered the most delicious pineapple and onion pizza we had ever eaten. With our round of Fantas and freshly made-thin-crusted goodness called a “pizza pie,” we chowed it down while reminiscing of our memories and adventures of Egypt. We realized how much we had just learned from that 7 day trip and felt so grateful for the bonding and fun memories that were created. We just kept saying “we can’t believe just 24 hours again we were in EGYPT—a country in Northern Africa!” And then we would just start to laugh as we saw our current reality: that being, eating delicious pizza in Jerusalem!—another one of our lifetime goals and treasured memories.
When we got back later that evening, a lot of people congratulated us on sleeping for the whole day. They expressed their simple jealousy and how impressed they were that we could sleep so long. We, quite frankly, felt awful, even amidst silly praise and sarcasm that we had just slept through half of our day! We walked around trying to get all the notes and information from the classes we had missed but found, during our walk, a variety of people sleeping in the most random places! Along with the obvious pure exhaustion that was our group, there was a HUGE rush of laundry-doing on the 2nd floor, while others continued on with their homework, some decided to relax and watch movies, and most went to bed early to try to “catch up” on the sleep that was so direly needed!
Randomly, however, a select few who had so MUCH energy (BECAUSE they hadn’t slept in so long causing them to be on a constant 2nd wind) that were running in and out of the gym, chilling at the Shalom Shack, and just giddy from the week previous. I think the snickers and coke finally caught up with them and gave them the sugar rush we all needed from our long hours on those buses crossing the borders, yes?
On the not-so-good side, there were still people from Brother Draper and Brother Ludlow’s classes suffering from what I like to call “Montezuma’s revenge” or lack of a better phrase “the Egypt experience.” They spent the majority of their first day back in Jerusalem in the bathroom, visiting Dr. Heyes for more Immodium, and picking at their food at dinner—scared to eat. We all empathized and sympathized. However, none of us regretted our experience and embraced the consequences of exhaustion and upset stomachs that come so naturally with getting to travel amidst this Jerusalem Study abroad.
Bottom line, I think as a collective whole we were all just happy and grateful that we just returned from such an incredible experience. Even if we celebrated it by sleeping half the day away…
October 2, 2007
James L. Archibald II
Journal Entry 2 November 2007
2 November 2007 was the first full day the students spent at the Center since their trip to Jordan. Some students (including the author) spent their first hours of the day watching movies in the lounge or otherwise goofing off (this lasted until about 2:00am).
Breakfast was served mercifully late, though still too early for some sleepy-heads who managed to either miss it or return back to their beds right afterward. Some groups went to Tel Aviv, but most stayed in the international area of indeterminate status pending the resolution of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict (at least, that’s what Kyler (the EQP) of the U.S. Consulate told us Jerusalem was).
After lunch about 40 students paid a whopping 14 shekels each for a trip to a park in West Jerusalem. Though the cost was surprisingly high, it managed to engender only mock consternation among the eager group. The plan was to play Ultimate Frisbee.
The issue of whether or not the students were allowed to wear shorts was a tricky one that most resolved by careful consideration of relevant precedents. The statute in question was the one that forbids students from wearing shorts anywhere except the gym (including while jogging). However, it was well-known (or at least widely-accepted) that Sister Galbraith had asked Dr. Kearl if she could wear shorts while playing tennis at the Hebrew U. Dr. Kearl replied that she could as long as she wore pants while travelling to and from the facility. Thus, the students had to decide whether the playing fields were sufficiently similar to the tennis courts at Hebrew U. (and therefore the gym) that the exception to the pants-only rule extended to them for the duration of their athletic activity. They must also have determined whether Sister Galbraith’s case was germane to theirs (Sister Galbraith is not a student). Additional considerations included their assessments of the weather, possible reactions of other park patrons and the decisions that other students made on the matter. Hopefully their decisions are never appealed.
The group split into two groups, one of whom played on a small, hilly field adjacent to a street. This field also featured such obstacles as holes in the ground and small children who would occasionally dart into the game. Despite this, the students still managed to play quite competitively. They were careful and none of the children was hurt, though Jessica Bringhurst did manage to find one of the holes and injure herself with it.
That night, some people went to Ophir Yarden’s synagogue. It was the first of many trips. The experience received uniformly positive reviews, though this author did not attend.
The final event of the day was the semester’s second Shalom-Shack-sponsored shindig. The theme was Halloween and all were required to concoct some kind of costume. The level of creativity and ingenuity displayed was quite impressive. The students, faculty and service couples also showed a remarkable spirit of camaraderie as they worked together to produce decent-looking costumes. Remarkably, the level of compliance with the rules was also extremely high (i.e. people wore shoes, modest clothing (no shorts) and didn’t remove any of their bedding from their rooms as far as this author knows). Many dressed in regional garb; while others impersonated other students or faculty members (James H. and Ryan T. impersonated one another with great success). Among this author’s favorite costumes was one that depicted the son of William Tell (Walter) complete with an apple affixed to the top of his head (full disclosure: this costume was produced and worn by the author). Other noticeable costumes were produced almost exclusively by persons whom this author kind-of likes in a way that he cannot express fully until leaving the Jerusalem Center. Practically everyone attended the party and no one reported having failed to have fun.
The party was typical of dance parties in warm rooms in that nearly everyone took occasional breaks from the heavy dance beats and body heat to stop sweating (full disclosure: maybe not everyone does this, but the author sure does). The music was better-played than the first Shalom-Shack Sha-Bang since the students used the Center’s speakers. Other activities for the night included taking pictures, dancing and eating stuff from the Shalom Shack, which provided complimentary bread and chocolate.
An Insight from the Old Testament
That the Old Testament is difficult to understand is quite cliché. The infrequency and superficiality of my study of the OT earlier in my life is such that it required a leap of faith to believe that the OT contained coherent writings at all outside its handful of well-known stories. To accept it as a divinely inspired work that belongs in the canon I relied as much on deductive reasoning and my testimony of modern prophets as I did on an actual belief in its substance. Subsequent failure to understand much of its message resulted in frustration and occasional hostility towards it, punctuated by occasional enlightenment that came as the result of sincere study. I wondered why the Lord, who speaks every language, who reveals things to men in their own tongues so they can understand, would insist that we use (and lug around) an imperfect translation of a book that was revealed to a people whose culture has very little to do with our own. Why burden us with documents we barely understand? Why talk about a legal code that seems so strange when viewed by modern eyes? Why talk of a history where the Lord seems so much meaner than He does in the other standard works? Why emphasize the legacy of a nation that was neither righteous most of the time nor particularly advanced relative to its neighbors in any secular discipline?
Though still much remains to be learned, I feel that I have matured in my view of the OT and have begun to genuinely feel the things that I knew only in an intellectual sense. During this class, it was confirmed to me to a greater extent than before that the Old Testament is consistent with the rest of the gospel and that the same God who dealt with His people in all the true dispensations dealt with the people of the Old Testament. I recall thinking about it one day close to the end of the course and realizing that all the most important aspects of man’s dealings with God are extremely clear in the Old Testament. This realization came like a list of questions: Is there any doubt about the importance of obedience to God? Does the Old Testament equivocate about the necessity of sacrifice? What about the importance of following the Prophet or of obeying the ordinances? Does it leave any doubt about the perils of living an unchaste life? Does it leave uncertainty about whether the Savior will come? Does it fail to delineate the singular role He plays in the plan? Does it deny the love that the Lord has for His people?
Clearly, the Old Testament is a book that belongs in the canon. Though my testimony of it is still weaker than that of the other standard works, I see now, more than ever, how the experiences and teachings that were directed to ancient Israel are relevant to me.
Journal Entry 2 November 2007
2 November 2007 was the first full day the students spent at the Center since their trip to Jordan. Some students (including the author) spent their first hours of the day watching movies in the lounge or otherwise goofing off (this lasted until about 2:00am).
Breakfast was served mercifully late, though still too early for some sleepy-heads who managed to either miss it or return back to their beds right afterward. Some groups went to Tel Aviv, but most stayed in the international area of indeterminate status pending the resolution of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict (at least, that’s what Kyler (the EQP) of the U.S. Consulate told us Jerusalem was).
After lunch about 40 students paid a whopping 14 shekels each for a trip to a park in West Jerusalem. Though the cost was surprisingly high, it managed to engender only mock consternation among the eager group. The plan was to play Ultimate Frisbee.
The issue of whether or not the students were allowed to wear shorts was a tricky one that most resolved by careful consideration of relevant precedents. The statute in question was the one that forbids students from wearing shorts anywhere except the gym (including while jogging). However, it was well-known (or at least widely-accepted) that Sister Galbraith had asked Dr. Kearl if she could wear shorts while playing tennis at the Hebrew U. Dr. Kearl replied that she could as long as she wore pants while travelling to and from the facility. Thus, the students had to decide whether the playing fields were sufficiently similar to the tennis courts at Hebrew U. (and therefore the gym) that the exception to the pants-only rule extended to them for the duration of their athletic activity. They must also have determined whether Sister Galbraith’s case was germane to theirs (Sister Galbraith is not a student). Additional considerations included their assessments of the weather, possible reactions of other park patrons and the decisions that other students made on the matter. Hopefully their decisions are never appealed.
The group split into two groups, one of whom played on a small, hilly field adjacent to a street. This field also featured such obstacles as holes in the ground and small children who would occasionally dart into the game. Despite this, the students still managed to play quite competitively. They were careful and none of the children was hurt, though Jessica Bringhurst did manage to find one of the holes and injure herself with it.
That night, some people went to Ophir Yarden’s synagogue. It was the first of many trips. The experience received uniformly positive reviews, though this author did not attend.
The final event of the day was the semester’s second Shalom-Shack-sponsored shindig. The theme was Halloween and all were required to concoct some kind of costume. The level of creativity and ingenuity displayed was quite impressive. The students, faculty and service couples also showed a remarkable spirit of camaraderie as they worked together to produce decent-looking costumes. Remarkably, the level of compliance with the rules was also extremely high (i.e. people wore shoes, modest clothing (no shorts) and didn’t remove any of their bedding from their rooms as far as this author knows). Many dressed in regional garb; while others impersonated other students or faculty members (James H. and Ryan T. impersonated one another with great success). Among this author’s favorite costumes was one that depicted the son of William Tell (Walter) complete with an apple affixed to the top of his head (full disclosure: this costume was produced and worn by the author). Other noticeable costumes were produced almost exclusively by persons whom this author kind-of likes in a way that he cannot express fully until leaving the Jerusalem Center. Practically everyone attended the party and no one reported having failed to have fun.
The party was typical of dance parties in warm rooms in that nearly everyone took occasional breaks from the heavy dance beats and body heat to stop sweating (full disclosure: maybe not everyone does this, but the author sure does). The music was better-played than the first Shalom-Shack Sha-Bang since the students used the Center’s speakers. Other activities for the night included taking pictures, dancing and eating stuff from the Shalom Shack, which provided complimentary bread and chocolate.
An Insight from the Old Testament
That the Old Testament is difficult to understand is quite cliché. The infrequency and superficiality of my study of the OT earlier in my life is such that it required a leap of faith to believe that the OT contained coherent writings at all outside its handful of well-known stories. To accept it as a divinely inspired work that belongs in the canon I relied as much on deductive reasoning and my testimony of modern prophets as I did on an actual belief in its substance. Subsequent failure to understand much of its message resulted in frustration and occasional hostility towards it, punctuated by occasional enlightenment that came as the result of sincere study. I wondered why the Lord, who speaks every language, who reveals things to men in their own tongues so they can understand, would insist that we use (and lug around) an imperfect translation of a book that was revealed to a people whose culture has very little to do with our own. Why burden us with documents we barely understand? Why talk about a legal code that seems so strange when viewed by modern eyes? Why talk of a history where the Lord seems so much meaner than He does in the other standard works? Why emphasize the legacy of a nation that was neither righteous most of the time nor particularly advanced relative to its neighbors in any secular discipline?
Though still much remains to be learned, I feel that I have matured in my view of the OT and have begun to genuinely feel the things that I knew only in an intellectual sense. During this class, it was confirmed to me to a greater extent than before that the Old Testament is consistent with the rest of the gospel and that the same God who dealt with His people in all the true dispensations dealt with the people of the Old Testament. I recall thinking about it one day close to the end of the course and realizing that all the most important aspects of man’s dealings with God are extremely clear in the Old Testament. This realization came like a list of questions: Is there any doubt about the importance of obedience to God? Does the Old Testament equivocate about the necessity of sacrifice? What about the importance of following the Prophet or of obeying the ordinances? Does it leave any doubt about the perils of living an unchaste life? Does it leave uncertainty about whether the Savior will come? Does it fail to delineate the singular role He plays in the plan? Does it deny the love that the Lord has for His people?
Clearly, the Old Testament is a book that belongs in the canon. Though my testimony of it is still weaker than that of the other standard works, I see now, more than ever, how the experiences and teachings that were directed to ancient Israel are relevant to me.
November 1, 2007
Natasha Antoniak
Brother Ludlow
November 1st, 2007
We woke up early in the morning, anxious for breakfast, and excited for our half day of final outings within our field trip of the Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan. We got on the bus and headed to the Jordan River to take a short tour of where they believe John the Baptist baptized Jesus Christ.
It was a really hot day and all of us were so tired from traveling and having to get up so early. However, we had all become so eager to go to this site since the start of the field trip. We walked through a peaceful trail that opened up to a pavilion where we then sang the primary song “Baptism” near the water below. It was somber and reflective. We then walked farther into the trees and came to a church where we sat in the shade and took turns taking pictures of the “River Jordan” sign that led us to an opening right on the water.
The rest of the time in Jordan that afternoon was spent on the bus in an effort to get to the border crossing. While waiting, we ate snacks, sang hymns, listened to Archie’s vocal rendition of “All I Ask of You” (Phantom of the Opera) and sporadically succumbed to the temptation of powernaps equaling about 10 minutes in length. Once we got to customs, we all grabbed our luggage, had our passports in hand, and waited in one long line to each Border-Crossing-Teller. Everything went smoothly and made it to our bus, on the other side, in no time.
We watched the beginning of “Ratatouille” on the way home and arrived at the Jerusalem Center early in the evening. We all rushed to our room to unpack, do laundry, eat dinner, catch up on sleep, homework, emails, and take time to reflect about our trip to Jordan.
My Old Testament Highlight is taken from my journal on September 7, 2007:
“Tonight was incredible. We went to the Western Wall. I was overwhelmed with the love that Heavenly Father has for His children ground and watched in awe of the traditions and dedication of these people. I witnessed generations of tradition, culture, language, and rich spiritual conviction. I was touched and curious…
Afterwards, we walked around Kidron valley and through the City of David and saw some of the 2000+ year old stones left from the temple of David/Solomon. Our teacher (Brother Ludlow) pointed out the tomb where the son of David was buried and showed us where the Mt. of Olives was.
We also walked through the Muslim part of the Old city where Mary Magdalene was apparently buried... It is such a surreal experience to be just miles if not FEET away from these places that I have read about my whole life. I purposely didn't bring my camera because I just wanted to remember the feeling (not the picture)...
You would have loved tonight--walking through the dark, warm streets of Jerusalem, seeing the dark night sky and listening to the history of what we were walking by every 2 feet. It would have strengthened even further your testimony of covenants and the promises of the Lord.”
Brother Ludlow
November 1st, 2007
We woke up early in the morning, anxious for breakfast, and excited for our half day of final outings within our field trip of the Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan. We got on the bus and headed to the Jordan River to take a short tour of where they believe John the Baptist baptized Jesus Christ.
It was a really hot day and all of us were so tired from traveling and having to get up so early. However, we had all become so eager to go to this site since the start of the field trip. We walked through a peaceful trail that opened up to a pavilion where we then sang the primary song “Baptism” near the water below. It was somber and reflective. We then walked farther into the trees and came to a church where we sat in the shade and took turns taking pictures of the “River Jordan” sign that led us to an opening right on the water.
The rest of the time in Jordan that afternoon was spent on the bus in an effort to get to the border crossing. While waiting, we ate snacks, sang hymns, listened to Archie’s vocal rendition of “All I Ask of You” (Phantom of the Opera) and sporadically succumbed to the temptation of powernaps equaling about 10 minutes in length. Once we got to customs, we all grabbed our luggage, had our passports in hand, and waited in one long line to each Border-Crossing-Teller. Everything went smoothly and made it to our bus, on the other side, in no time.
We watched the beginning of “Ratatouille” on the way home and arrived at the Jerusalem Center early in the evening. We all rushed to our room to unpack, do laundry, eat dinner, catch up on sleep, homework, emails, and take time to reflect about our trip to Jordan.
My Old Testament Highlight is taken from my journal on September 7, 2007:
“Tonight was incredible. We went to the Western Wall. I was overwhelmed with the love that Heavenly Father has for His children ground and watched in awe of the traditions and dedication of these people. I witnessed generations of tradition, culture, language, and rich spiritual conviction. I was touched and curious…
Afterwards, we walked around Kidron valley and through the City of David and saw some of the 2000+ year old stones left from the temple of David/Solomon. Our teacher (Brother Ludlow) pointed out the tomb where the son of David was buried and showed us where the Mt. of Olives was.
We also walked through the Muslim part of the Old city where Mary Magdalene was apparently buried... It is such a surreal experience to be just miles if not FEET away from these places that I have read about my whole life. I purposely didn't bring my camera because I just wanted to remember the feeling (not the picture)...
You would have loved tonight--walking through the dark, warm streets of Jerusalem, seeing the dark night sky and listening to the history of what we were walking by every 2 feet. It would have strengthened even further your testimony of covenants and the promises of the Lord.”
October 31, 2007
Spencer Kelly A Jordanian Halloween
October 31, 2007
We weren’t able to celebrate Halloween by dressing up and racing door to door for candy today but were able to visit some really neat places. The first place we visited was the city of Jerash which is among the world’s best and most preserved Roman cities. The city ruins were amazing. The city included a Roman cardo, theatre, hippodrome, temple and large plaza.
Although we weren’t able to dress like Romans this Halloween we were able to act like them. We held our own “chariot” races against Brother Draper’s class. From the start of the race it appeared as if Bus 1’s warriors would easily conquer Bus 2’s but at a crucial turning point the race spun upside down, making Bus 2 the victor.
Our second stop of the day was at the Amman Branch building. District President Bradford and Sister Bradford spoke to us about the current situation of the Church in the Middle East area. I was impressed by how much area this district of the Church covers. The area includes Syria, Lebanon, Jordan, Egypt, and Saudi Arabia in which President Bradford spoke briefly about them. He then focused mainly on one or two members of the Church from these places.
After listening to the miraculous stories of these members in how they were led to their membership in the Church, I felt deeply grateful to a Heavenly Father who watches over each one of us. I felt especially grateful that He watches even those in these areas of the world where the activity of the Church is limited. President Bradford emphasized that their assignment as missionaries to this land was not to help the Church grow but to be maintained. This allows a door to remain open so when there is an opportunity for missionaries to begin preaching in this land there will be a solid foundation of members on which it can stand.
I felt that each of us left the meeting with the spirit of missionary work and a greater appreciation for all the faithful members that live their lives in accordance to gospel principles amidst so much opposition.
One of my most memorable experiences during this Old Testament class was our trip to the Western Wall our first week here in Jerusalem. Not yet being accustomed to the culture and having very little knowledge about Judaism, it was culturally “eye opening” as well as spiritually enlightening getting to observe the Jews welcome the Sabbath in. I was surprised at the contrast between all the worshippers that came to the wall. For example, a group of youth came singing and dancing as to celebrate. This greatly differed from the many orthodox Jews who looked as if they were mourning a great loss and who stood piously at the wall.
As I observed the many different types of worship around me, I began to see how culturally diverse this group of people was-- yet, they were all united because of their faith. I thought about my own ways of worship and how they are similar to the many different types of worship I saw that night at the wall. Sometimes I enjoy dancing and singing for joy because of my many blessings. Whereas, other times, I am more contemplative and reverent when I am seeking comfort in times of personal difficulty. I learned from my experience at the Western Wall that although I might come from a much religiously different background than the Jewish people in this land, I can understand in a small way their need for spiritual enlightenment as well as their cultural ties which bring them close as a people.
October 31, 2007
We weren’t able to celebrate Halloween by dressing up and racing door to door for candy today but were able to visit some really neat places. The first place we visited was the city of Jerash which is among the world’s best and most preserved Roman cities. The city ruins were amazing. The city included a Roman cardo, theatre, hippodrome, temple and large plaza.
Although we weren’t able to dress like Romans this Halloween we were able to act like them. We held our own “chariot” races against Brother Draper’s class. From the start of the race it appeared as if Bus 1’s warriors would easily conquer Bus 2’s but at a crucial turning point the race spun upside down, making Bus 2 the victor.
Our second stop of the day was at the Amman Branch building. District President Bradford and Sister Bradford spoke to us about the current situation of the Church in the Middle East area. I was impressed by how much area this district of the Church covers. The area includes Syria, Lebanon, Jordan, Egypt, and Saudi Arabia in which President Bradford spoke briefly about them. He then focused mainly on one or two members of the Church from these places.
After listening to the miraculous stories of these members in how they were led to their membership in the Church, I felt deeply grateful to a Heavenly Father who watches over each one of us. I felt especially grateful that He watches even those in these areas of the world where the activity of the Church is limited. President Bradford emphasized that their assignment as missionaries to this land was not to help the Church grow but to be maintained. This allows a door to remain open so when there is an opportunity for missionaries to begin preaching in this land there will be a solid foundation of members on which it can stand.
I felt that each of us left the meeting with the spirit of missionary work and a greater appreciation for all the faithful members that live their lives in accordance to gospel principles amidst so much opposition.
One of my most memorable experiences during this Old Testament class was our trip to the Western Wall our first week here in Jerusalem. Not yet being accustomed to the culture and having very little knowledge about Judaism, it was culturally “eye opening” as well as spiritually enlightening getting to observe the Jews welcome the Sabbath in. I was surprised at the contrast between all the worshippers that came to the wall. For example, a group of youth came singing and dancing as to celebrate. This greatly differed from the many orthodox Jews who looked as if they were mourning a great loss and who stood piously at the wall.
As I observed the many different types of worship around me, I began to see how culturally diverse this group of people was-- yet, they were all united because of their faith. I thought about my own ways of worship and how they are similar to the many different types of worship I saw that night at the wall. Sometimes I enjoy dancing and singing for joy because of my many blessings. Whereas, other times, I am more contemplative and reverent when I am seeking comfort in times of personal difficulty. I learned from my experience at the Western Wall that although I might come from a much religiously different background than the Jewish people in this land, I can understand in a small way their need for spiritual enlightenment as well as their cultural ties which bring them close as a people.
October 30, 2007
October 30th, 2007 Bryan Perry
Petra
When we awoke early in the morning after a not-so-good night sleep at the world renowned Petra Palace I don’t think any of us quite understood what we were about to get ourselves into. After picking up our water and other needful items like whips and cowboy hats, we took off down the road towards the entrance to the canyon.
We entered the Siq, and those of us who were familiar with any part of Southern Utah began to feel at home. The sandstone walls towering around us, the desert environs encompassing, and searing hot sun rising over the seemingly lifeless desertscape teases us of a land once known but now foreign to our feeble minds.
As we ventured through the canyon, the light from the fore boding sun was blocked by the cliffs on either side of us and we were engulfed in dark and hellish hues (see D&C) of souls searching for the light of day. Suddenly, the morning breaks and the shadows flee, lo the sight the treasury is unfurled. As we run out of the canyon and bask in the majesty of all its glory, we are reminded of a much younger Harrison Ford and less-wise Sean Connery and some Nazis in their quest for the Grail of grails, the Cup of cups, the Tangent of tangents, the Mug of mugs, the Chalis aka the Holy Grail (see also Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, 1984). Ancient lore holds that this Grail was the cup used at the Last Supper.
After a near death experience of donkey riding up to the monastery, and a not-so-satisfying lunch we begin to make the trek back out of this ancient Wonder of wonders, Architectural Masterpiece of architectural masterpieces, and Gem of gems. In conclusion, Petra was grand for all those who partook of its bountiful and Jordiscious (notice the play on words: Jordan + delicious=Jordiscious) pleasantries.
Old Testament
My experience in this Old Testament course has been one of great worth to me. As I have gone through, I have noticed more and more how all things point to Christ (Alma 30:33). Even the most abstract and seemingly uneventful stories can be found to contain some valuable symbolism into the life of the Savior and his glorious Gospel. The Law of Moses was designed to point or souls to Christ, and the more I understand it, the more I understand Him.
Petra
When we awoke early in the morning after a not-so-good night sleep at the world renowned Petra Palace I don’t think any of us quite understood what we were about to get ourselves into. After picking up our water and other needful items like whips and cowboy hats, we took off down the road towards the entrance to the canyon.
We entered the Siq, and those of us who were familiar with any part of Southern Utah began to feel at home. The sandstone walls towering around us, the desert environs encompassing, and searing hot sun rising over the seemingly lifeless desertscape teases us of a land once known but now foreign to our feeble minds.
As we ventured through the canyon, the light from the fore boding sun was blocked by the cliffs on either side of us and we were engulfed in dark and hellish hues (see D&C) of souls searching for the light of day. Suddenly, the morning breaks and the shadows flee, lo the sight the treasury is unfurled. As we run out of the canyon and bask in the majesty of all its glory, we are reminded of a much younger Harrison Ford and less-wise Sean Connery and some Nazis in their quest for the Grail of grails, the Cup of cups, the Tangent of tangents, the Mug of mugs, the Chalis aka the Holy Grail (see also Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, 1984). Ancient lore holds that this Grail was the cup used at the Last Supper.
After a near death experience of donkey riding up to the monastery, and a not-so-satisfying lunch we begin to make the trek back out of this ancient Wonder of wonders, Architectural Masterpiece of architectural masterpieces, and Gem of gems. In conclusion, Petra was grand for all those who partook of its bountiful and Jordiscious (notice the play on words: Jordan + delicious=Jordiscious) pleasantries.
Old Testament
My experience in this Old Testament course has been one of great worth to me. As I have gone through, I have noticed more and more how all things point to Christ (Alma 30:33). Even the most abstract and seemingly uneventful stories can be found to contain some valuable symbolism into the life of the Savior and his glorious Gospel. The Law of Moses was designed to point or souls to Christ, and the more I understand it, the more I understand Him.
October 30, 2007
Brittany Hofman
October 30 – Journal
Had things turned out a little bit differently, I would be hiking into Petra with the rest of my 80 classmates today. However, due to an unexpected flare up of some stomach issues (and after having passed out twice the night before our scheduled departure to Jordan), doctor's orders kept me here at the Jerusalem Center to spend the week resting and recuperating. Initially, I was quite frustrated with my body and with the whole timing of the matter. Why it couldn't have chosen a more convenient time to act up is beyond me. I hope to someday make the trek to Jordan – visiting the famous sites of Mt. Nebo and Petra, among others. But for now, I guess Indiana Jones and his "Temple of Doom" will have to suffice.
The rest of the students left early yesterday morning. Yesterday and today have been spent coming to terms with my situation and wondering what to do with myself (all by myself) in the 8 quiet floors of the entire Jerusalem Center. Being alone in the entire Center has been quite peaceful; it is quiet and I can pretty much do whatever I want. However, I find it a little too quiet at times – almost a spooky quiet! Sister Sandy Huntington has been taking good care of me. In fact, today she took me out of the center to visit a church in West Jerusalem. The Church of St. Andrews is an early 20th century church built as a memorial to the Scottish soldiers who died in the region during World War I. It was a beautifully quaint church, set in a great location with a view of the Western side of the Old City. After visiting the church we wandered into a little non-profit shop/organization that sells the crafts made by Palestinian women from Gaza and the West Bank. I was really impressed with this little shop and the opportunity and help it gives these women, who would otherwise not have the means to cross the Separation Wall to sell their products.
In regards to one of my favorite highlights of the Old Testament these past two months, I would have to say that learning more about the children of Israel and their wanderings was pretty interesting. Although we did not spend a great deal of time at the Sde Boker overlook, nor did we spend much time discussing this particular wilderness area, I found it very interesting to ponder on why Heavenly Father would choose to deal with the children of Israel in such a severe setting. The children of Israel were dependent on the Lord for everything during their wanderings. I think this is an incredible lesson on our dependence on the Lord and his mercies. Because I have been given many tools, some of which include the scriptures, prophets, and the Holy Ghost, I too can be led and directed by the Lord in my life if I humble myself and let him lead me.
I also appreciated our time at Mt. Sinai. Not only was it refreshing to be outside in our Heavenly Father's creations, but it also helped me gain a better perspective into the life of Moses and the wanderings and experiences of the children of Israel
October 30 – Journal
Had things turned out a little bit differently, I would be hiking into Petra with the rest of my 80 classmates today. However, due to an unexpected flare up of some stomach issues (and after having passed out twice the night before our scheduled departure to Jordan), doctor's orders kept me here at the Jerusalem Center to spend the week resting and recuperating. Initially, I was quite frustrated with my body and with the whole timing of the matter. Why it couldn't have chosen a more convenient time to act up is beyond me. I hope to someday make the trek to Jordan – visiting the famous sites of Mt. Nebo and Petra, among others. But for now, I guess Indiana Jones and his "Temple of Doom" will have to suffice.
The rest of the students left early yesterday morning. Yesterday and today have been spent coming to terms with my situation and wondering what to do with myself (all by myself) in the 8 quiet floors of the entire Jerusalem Center. Being alone in the entire Center has been quite peaceful; it is quiet and I can pretty much do whatever I want. However, I find it a little too quiet at times – almost a spooky quiet! Sister Sandy Huntington has been taking good care of me. In fact, today she took me out of the center to visit a church in West Jerusalem. The Church of St. Andrews is an early 20th century church built as a memorial to the Scottish soldiers who died in the region during World War I. It was a beautifully quaint church, set in a great location with a view of the Western side of the Old City. After visiting the church we wandered into a little non-profit shop/organization that sells the crafts made by Palestinian women from Gaza and the West Bank. I was really impressed with this little shop and the opportunity and help it gives these women, who would otherwise not have the means to cross the Separation Wall to sell their products.
In regards to one of my favorite highlights of the Old Testament these past two months, I would have to say that learning more about the children of Israel and their wanderings was pretty interesting. Although we did not spend a great deal of time at the Sde Boker overlook, nor did we spend much time discussing this particular wilderness area, I found it very interesting to ponder on why Heavenly Father would choose to deal with the children of Israel in such a severe setting. The children of Israel were dependent on the Lord for everything during their wanderings. I think this is an incredible lesson on our dependence on the Lord and his mercies. Because I have been given many tools, some of which include the scriptures, prophets, and the Holy Ghost, I too can be led and directed by the Lord in my life if I humble myself and let him lead me.
I also appreciated our time at Mt. Sinai. Not only was it refreshing to be outside in our Heavenly Father's creations, but it also helped me gain a better perspective into the life of Moses and the wanderings and experiences of the children of Israel
October 29, 2007
Jenessa Simmons
October 29, 2007
Day 1 in Jordan
Today was an amazing day! It started out a little earlier than usual; we were all on the busses at 7am and headed for the Border Crossing into Jordan. I was excited to get another stamp in my passport, but unfortunately none of our passports got stamped… Oh well, I can add that country to my list of “been there, done that” anyway.
Our first stop in Jordan was Mount Nebo, the mountain where Moses went to view the Promised Land. It was a little bit misty, but the view was still gorgeous (completely different than the view from Utah’s Mount Nebo, by the way.) There was an old church at the top with some beautiful mosaics on the floor, and outside the church were the remains of some old pillars, prime for picture taking.
The next place we went was the St. George church at Medaba, where there is a huge mosaic map of the Holy Land during the Byzantine period. That was super cool and old. Then on our way to the hotel we were staying at for the night we stopped at the supposed place where Moses struck a rock with his staff to make water flow from it.
The hotel we stayed at was in a place called Wadi Musa, which means the “riverbed of Moses.” Before this trip I never associated Moses with Jordan, but Jordan is part of where Israel wandered for 40 years. That’s good to know.
One of my favorite things that we have talked about in class this semester is Elisha and the miracles he worked. I think it’s awesome that he used the power of God to work miracles of compassion and love. His life is one of the most obvious testimonies, to me, of God’s love for the people in the Old Testament. It seems like so often the prophets of the Old Testament had to just prophecy of imminent destruction and the wrath of the Lord, and people hated them and drove them away – that is the general image I had of the Old Testament before taking this class. Elisha was full of kindness and mercy, and the Bible Dictionary describes him as “of a gentle and affectionate disposition.” I’m grateful to know that the Lord loved his children, and was able to show them his love through his gentle prophet Elisha.
October 29, 2007
Day 1 in Jordan
Today was an amazing day! It started out a little earlier than usual; we were all on the busses at 7am and headed for the Border Crossing into Jordan. I was excited to get another stamp in my passport, but unfortunately none of our passports got stamped… Oh well, I can add that country to my list of “been there, done that” anyway.
Our first stop in Jordan was Mount Nebo, the mountain where Moses went to view the Promised Land. It was a little bit misty, but the view was still gorgeous (completely different than the view from Utah’s Mount Nebo, by the way.) There was an old church at the top with some beautiful mosaics on the floor, and outside the church were the remains of some old pillars, prime for picture taking.
The next place we went was the St. George church at Medaba, where there is a huge mosaic map of the Holy Land during the Byzantine period. That was super cool and old. Then on our way to the hotel we were staying at for the night we stopped at the supposed place where Moses struck a rock with his staff to make water flow from it.
The hotel we stayed at was in a place called Wadi Musa, which means the “riverbed of Moses.” Before this trip I never associated Moses with Jordan, but Jordan is part of where Israel wandered for 40 years. That’s good to know.
One of my favorite things that we have talked about in class this semester is Elisha and the miracles he worked. I think it’s awesome that he used the power of God to work miracles of compassion and love. His life is one of the most obvious testimonies, to me, of God’s love for the people in the Old Testament. It seems like so often the prophets of the Old Testament had to just prophecy of imminent destruction and the wrath of the Lord, and people hated them and drove them away – that is the general image I had of the Old Testament before taking this class. Elisha was full of kindness and mercy, and the Bible Dictionary describes him as “of a gentle and affectionate disposition.” I’m grateful to know that the Lord loved his children, and was able to show them his love through his gentle prophet Elisha.
October 28, 2007
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Mikelle Laker
28 October 2007
Today was our Palestinian midterm. I wasn’t even sure how to study because it was hard to know what was going to be on the test. It turned out a lot better than I was expecting. It just so happened that I picked the right topics to study.
I was ready to get out of the Center after that. Having three tests within three days was too much for me. A big group of us left together for the Old City. We split into 2 groups: those who wanted to go to Bagdadi’s for olive wood and those who didn’t. It ended up an 11-3 split. Kira, Lance, and I headed for Bagdadi’s. I’m on a never ending quest for olive wood arks for my mom. She wants them as gifts for her seminary class. At this point, I’m pretty sure that it’s not going to happen. They’re either too expensive, too small, or some other combination. After that, we headed into the old city. I had jewelry to pick up from a shop in the Christian quarter. I also got a shirt for my brother…I’m finally getting closer to having souvenirs for everyone!
After dinner, I spent some time packing and getting ready for Jordan. It was a lot easier than Egypt because the trip is only 4 days long. I’m not at all sure what to expect from it, but I’m excited.
My favorite Old Testament experience so far in the program has been the hike up Mt. Sinai. I wasn’t expecting much out of it, other than being really tired from lack of sleep and sore from hiking. However, it turned out to be much more than that for me. It was pitch black when we started up the mountain. I liked it when all the lights were turned off around me because the moon was bright enough to see by and you could barely see the outline of the mountains in the distance.
As we walked, I stopped every so often to pick up rocks. As soon as my mom saw Mt. Sinai on our schedule, she made a request for rocks to give to her seminary class. I had a zip lock bag with me that I filled as we walked. It began to get pretty heavy so I deferred further collection until the way back down.
The way down was probably my favorite part. I was in a group that went slowly down the mountain. We were behind the main group so it was a quiet, peaceful experience. I could really feel the significance of the mountain we had just climbed. I will never read the about Moses receiving the 10 commandments in the same way again. We were met at the bottom by Bro. Huntington who had stayed behind to go back with us back to the hotel since everyone else had already left.
Mikelle Laker
28 October 2007
Today was our Palestinian midterm. I wasn’t even sure how to study because it was hard to know what was going to be on the test. It turned out a lot better than I was expecting. It just so happened that I picked the right topics to study.
I was ready to get out of the Center after that. Having three tests within three days was too much for me. A big group of us left together for the Old City. We split into 2 groups: those who wanted to go to Bagdadi’s for olive wood and those who didn’t. It ended up an 11-3 split. Kira, Lance, and I headed for Bagdadi’s. I’m on a never ending quest for olive wood arks for my mom. She wants them as gifts for her seminary class. At this point, I’m pretty sure that it’s not going to happen. They’re either too expensive, too small, or some other combination. After that, we headed into the old city. I had jewelry to pick up from a shop in the Christian quarter. I also got a shirt for my brother…I’m finally getting closer to having souvenirs for everyone!
After dinner, I spent some time packing and getting ready for Jordan. It was a lot easier than Egypt because the trip is only 4 days long. I’m not at all sure what to expect from it, but I’m excited.
My favorite Old Testament experience so far in the program has been the hike up Mt. Sinai. I wasn’t expecting much out of it, other than being really tired from lack of sleep and sore from hiking. However, it turned out to be much more than that for me. It was pitch black when we started up the mountain. I liked it when all the lights were turned off around me because the moon was bright enough to see by and you could barely see the outline of the mountains in the distance.
As we walked, I stopped every so often to pick up rocks. As soon as my mom saw Mt. Sinai on our schedule, she made a request for rocks to give to her seminary class. I had a zip lock bag with me that I filled as we walked. It began to get pretty heavy so I deferred further collection until the way back down.
The way down was probably my favorite part. I was in a group that went slowly down the mountain. We were behind the main group so it was a quiet, peaceful experience. I could really feel the significance of the mountain we had just climbed. I will never read the about Moses receiving the 10 commandments in the same way again. We were met at the bottom by Bro. Huntington who had stayed behind to go back with us back to the hotel since everyone else had already left.
October 28, 2007
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Mikelle Laker
28 October 2007
Today was our Palestinian midterm. I wasn’t even sure how to study because it was hard to know what was going to be on the test. It turned out a lot better than I was expecting. It just so happened that I picked the right topics to study.
I was ready to get out of the Center after that. Having three tests within three days was too much for me. A big group of us left together for the Old City. We split into 2 groups: those who wanted to go to Bagdadi’s for olive wood and those who didn’t. It ended up an 11-3 split. Kira, Lance, and I headed for Bagdadi’s. I’m on a never ending quest for olive wood arks for my mom. She wants them as gifts for her seminary class. At this point, I’m pretty sure that it’s not going to happen. They’re either too expensive, too small, or some other combination. After that, we headed into the old city. I had jewelry to pick up from a shop in the Christian quarter. I also got a shirt for my brother…I’m finally getting closer to having souvenirs for everyone!
After dinner, I spent some time packing and getting ready for Jordan. It was a lot easier than Egypt because the trip is only 4 days long. I’m not at all sure what to expect from it, but I’m excited.
My favorite Old Testament experience so far in the program has been the hike up Mt. Sinai. I wasn’t expecting much out of it, other than being really tired from lack of sleep and sore from hiking. However, it turned out to be much more than that for me. It was pitch black when we started up the mountain. I liked it when all the lights were turned off around me because the moon was bright enough to see by and you could barely see the outline of the mountains in the distance.
As we walked, I stopped every so often to pick up rocks. As soon as my mom saw Mt. Sinai on our schedule, she made a request for rocks to give to her seminary class. I had a zip lock bag with me that I filled as we walked. It began to get pretty heavy so I deferred further collection until the way back down.
The way down was probably my favorite part. I was in a group that went slowly down the mountain. We were behind the main group so it was a quiet, peaceful experience. I could really feel the significance of the mountain we had just climbed. I will never read the about Moses receiving the 10 commandments in the same way again. We were met at the bottom by Bro. Huntington who had stayed behind to go back with us back to the hotel since everyone else had already left.
Mikelle Laker
28 October 2007
Today was our Palestinian midterm. I wasn’t even sure how to study because it was hard to know what was going to be on the test. It turned out a lot better than I was expecting. It just so happened that I picked the right topics to study.
I was ready to get out of the Center after that. Having three tests within three days was too much for me. A big group of us left together for the Old City. We split into 2 groups: those who wanted to go to Bagdadi’s for olive wood and those who didn’t. It ended up an 11-3 split. Kira, Lance, and I headed for Bagdadi’s. I’m on a never ending quest for olive wood arks for my mom. She wants them as gifts for her seminary class. At this point, I’m pretty sure that it’s not going to happen. They’re either too expensive, too small, or some other combination. After that, we headed into the old city. I had jewelry to pick up from a shop in the Christian quarter. I also got a shirt for my brother…I’m finally getting closer to having souvenirs for everyone!
After dinner, I spent some time packing and getting ready for Jordan. It was a lot easier than Egypt because the trip is only 4 days long. I’m not at all sure what to expect from it, but I’m excited.
My favorite Old Testament experience so far in the program has been the hike up Mt. Sinai. I wasn’t expecting much out of it, other than being really tired from lack of sleep and sore from hiking. However, it turned out to be much more than that for me. It was pitch black when we started up the mountain. I liked it when all the lights were turned off around me because the moon was bright enough to see by and you could barely see the outline of the mountains in the distance.
As we walked, I stopped every so often to pick up rocks. As soon as my mom saw Mt. Sinai on our schedule, she made a request for rocks to give to her seminary class. I had a zip lock bag with me that I filled as we walked. It began to get pretty heavy so I deferred further collection until the way back down.
The way down was probably my favorite part. I was in a group that went slowly down the mountain. We were behind the main group so it was a quiet, peaceful experience. I could really feel the significance of the mountain we had just climbed. I will never read the about Moses receiving the 10 commandments in the same way again. We were met at the bottom by Bro. Huntington who had stayed behind to go back with us back to the hotel since everyone else had already left.
October 27, 2007
Journal
10/27/07
Today was such a magnificent day! It was definitely one of my favorite Shabbats so far. Sacrament meeting was phenomenal. I've been thinking about going through the temple a lot lately (for the past few months). I've been praying about it, studying, talking to my parents and bishop from my BYU ward. I'd received something of a witness while reading a recent Ensign article on temples and also while we were in Karnak, but the subject had been in the back of my mind for a couple of weeks. This morning before church, I had been thinking, "Maybe this isn't the right time for me to go through the temple after all. Maybe I was just given this as an opportunity to increase my testimony of temples."
Well, today in sacrament meeting one of the talks, given by Meg Rampton, was on temples, and Spirit said, "No, this is the right time. You need to do it." To be honest, something that had been holding me back these past few weeks was the fact that being endowed would make me different from most of my friends back home. It's unusual for girls to get their endowment at 21 when they are not going on a mission or getting married (two things that are not in the picture right now). I didn't know how I felt about that. Then today in "Sunday" school, we talked about being afraid to do things that would set us apart from our peers, and if it was something righteous, we shouldn't be afraid. I realized I was being silly. This was right and I needed to do it. I met with President Hayes after church, and he was very supportive. He thought it was a great idea. I'm going through in December when I 'm home for break, and I'm really excited about it! After all these spiritual confirmations, how could I not be? That was a great part of my day.
My sister, Rachael, got home from her mission on Tuesday. I talked to her earlier this week and called the family again to today to chat. My brother, Sal, and my sister-in-law, Dalis, were there for the weekend visiting, so I got to talk to all of them (something that has not happened in a long time). It was really wonderful to just sit and talk with them. I also called my best friend, Cait, today for about an hour and a half. She's coming to my house over the break on December 31st, and we're driving up to Utah together. I'm really really excited to see her. It should be a lot of fun.
I've learned a lot from studying the Old Testament this semester. I've been learning about stories in the Old Testament since I was a child, and being at the places where the events actually took place has been interesting. My testimony of the reality of the events has grown. I am seeing them as more than stories, but as factual events that actually took place. For example, being at Mt. Carmel while we talked about Elijah was a wonderful experience. Having the opportunity to visit these sacred sites has been wonderful, and I really look forward to visiting even more as learn to directly apply the principles of ancient scripture.
10/27/07
Today was such a magnificent day! It was definitely one of my favorite Shabbats so far. Sacrament meeting was phenomenal. I've been thinking about going through the temple a lot lately (for the past few months). I've been praying about it, studying, talking to my parents and bishop from my BYU ward. I'd received something of a witness while reading a recent Ensign article on temples and also while we were in Karnak, but the subject had been in the back of my mind for a couple of weeks. This morning before church, I had been thinking, "Maybe this isn't the right time for me to go through the temple after all. Maybe I was just given this as an opportunity to increase my testimony of temples."
Well, today in sacrament meeting one of the talks, given by Meg Rampton, was on temples, and Spirit said, "No, this is the right time. You need to do it." To be honest, something that had been holding me back these past few weeks was the fact that being endowed would make me different from most of my friends back home. It's unusual for girls to get their endowment at 21 when they are not going on a mission or getting married (two things that are not in the picture right now). I didn't know how I felt about that. Then today in "Sunday" school, we talked about being afraid to do things that would set us apart from our peers, and if it was something righteous, we shouldn't be afraid. I realized I was being silly. This was right and I needed to do it. I met with President Hayes after church, and he was very supportive. He thought it was a great idea. I'm going through in December when I 'm home for break, and I'm really excited about it! After all these spiritual confirmations, how could I not be? That was a great part of my day.
My sister, Rachael, got home from her mission on Tuesday. I talked to her earlier this week and called the family again to today to chat. My brother, Sal, and my sister-in-law, Dalis, were there for the weekend visiting, so I got to talk to all of them (something that has not happened in a long time). It was really wonderful to just sit and talk with them. I also called my best friend, Cait, today for about an hour and a half. She's coming to my house over the break on December 31st, and we're driving up to Utah together. I'm really really excited to see her. It should be a lot of fun.
I've learned a lot from studying the Old Testament this semester. I've been learning about stories in the Old Testament since I was a child, and being at the places where the events actually took place has been interesting. My testimony of the reality of the events has grown. I am seeing them as more than stories, but as factual events that actually took place. For example, being at Mt. Carmel while we talked about Elijah was a wonderful experience. Having the opportunity to visit these sacred sites has been wonderful, and I really look forward to visiting even more as learn to directly apply the principles of ancient scripture.
October 27, 2007
Danny Sorenson
Religion 303
Professor Victor L. Ludlow
Journal for October 27, 2007
The twenty-seventh was a Shabbat, which has been my favorite day of the week since coming here to Jerusalem and the Holy Land. There has always been a special feeling about the day, and this Shabbat was no different. The talks and lessons in Church were amazing, with a lot of emphasis being placed upon how much the Lord works in our daily lives. It made me think about how much the Lord has done for me and how blessed I really am. Like the hymn promises, when we focus on our blessings our days and lives truly do become brighter.
After church, I went with a small group that was going to the Garden Tomb. In the past weeks I had been trying to visit either the Garden Tomb or Gethsemane on Shabbat because of the deep peace that I feel at those locations. When I was there we met an older woman who was quite obviously sick, but after talking to her I came to deeply admire her deep and abiding faith. She was talking to some people about how through her illness she was being taught perseverance, and that while our bodies can get sick and die, what really matters is the state of our soul. After a short conversation it became instantly clear that she had complete faith in Jesus Christ, and his role as her Friend, Redeemer, and Savior. I loved our discussion, again it reminded me of how blessed we really are.
While there I also studied about peace, and how peace in this world requires work. I spent some time studying, and the main scripture that struck me was Words of Mormon 1:18 where it discusses how King Benjamin labored “with all the might of his body and the faculty of his whole soul…[to] once more establish peace in the land.” I realized that if we were to give as mush effort as King Benjamin did that we too could help make the entire world even a little more peaceful, which is something that this part of the world could truly use.
After thinking about the main theme that I have learned from the Old Testament this semester I realized that more than anything it has reinforced my belief that God loves all of his children. Before this class the main misconception that I had about from the Old Testament was an image of a seemingly angry, vengeful God. But after seeing the love that he constantly displays throughout the book I came to realize that this is an incorrect image that I had received. Instead if truly considered we come to better realize that God loves us and wants to help us. As Psalms 118:1-6 says “his mercy endureth forever…The Lord is on my side; I will not fear” After reading and studying the Old Testament seriously for the first time in my life I truly have come to realize how true this statement is.
Religion 303
Professor Victor L. Ludlow
Journal for October 27, 2007
The twenty-seventh was a Shabbat, which has been my favorite day of the week since coming here to Jerusalem and the Holy Land. There has always been a special feeling about the day, and this Shabbat was no different. The talks and lessons in Church were amazing, with a lot of emphasis being placed upon how much the Lord works in our daily lives. It made me think about how much the Lord has done for me and how blessed I really am. Like the hymn promises, when we focus on our blessings our days and lives truly do become brighter.
After church, I went with a small group that was going to the Garden Tomb. In the past weeks I had been trying to visit either the Garden Tomb or Gethsemane on Shabbat because of the deep peace that I feel at those locations. When I was there we met an older woman who was quite obviously sick, but after talking to her I came to deeply admire her deep and abiding faith. She was talking to some people about how through her illness she was being taught perseverance, and that while our bodies can get sick and die, what really matters is the state of our soul. After a short conversation it became instantly clear that she had complete faith in Jesus Christ, and his role as her Friend, Redeemer, and Savior. I loved our discussion, again it reminded me of how blessed we really are.
While there I also studied about peace, and how peace in this world requires work. I spent some time studying, and the main scripture that struck me was Words of Mormon 1:18 where it discusses how King Benjamin labored “with all the might of his body and the faculty of his whole soul…[to] once more establish peace in the land.” I realized that if we were to give as mush effort as King Benjamin did that we too could help make the entire world even a little more peaceful, which is something that this part of the world could truly use.
After thinking about the main theme that I have learned from the Old Testament this semester I realized that more than anything it has reinforced my belief that God loves all of his children. Before this class the main misconception that I had about from the Old Testament was an image of a seemingly angry, vengeful God. But after seeing the love that he constantly displays throughout the book I came to realize that this is an incorrect image that I had received. Instead if truly considered we come to better realize that God loves us and wants to help us. As Psalms 118:1-6 says “his mercy endureth forever…The Lord is on my side; I will not fear” After reading and studying the Old Testament seriously for the first time in my life I truly have come to realize how true this statement is.
October 26, 2007
Jessica Bringhurst
26 October 2007
This day started off as one that I couldn’t wait to end, as we had an Old Testament quiz and an Ancient Near Eastern Studies midterm, but it came out surprisingly well.
At breakfast most students looked something like zombies from staying up to study the night before. In between bites of French toast, tables quizzed each other about the four topographical zones of Mesopotamia or the six cities of refuge, all of which are indefinitely drilled into my brain. In the hallways between classrooms, it was the same story… students sprawled out studying during our precious few moments before class. I personally was just ready to get them over with. And in the end, I think it turned out alright. If nothing else, I revert to the ‘eternal perspective’ of things in which I justify a few mediocre quiz scores. And now I just have to worry about the quizzes in Palestinian Narrative and Hebrew this Sunday… but not today. Today is a celebration for successfully completing two tests! And I think that’s how the majority of students feel.
In the afternoon we had our Jordan orientation meeting which helped get us pumped up. After that we did whatever… movies, reading, naps, etc. Just fillers until we could head to the Western Wall to welcome in the Sabbath with the Jews. Getting to go back to the Western Wall was really cool. I made sure to go down and touch the wall; some of us got to join in on the dancing and singing too. I love being able to observe how various people show their devotion to God. It’s overwhelming to me to think how many prayers have been offered for so many years from that very spot.
After dinner, some people went to watch Lawrence of Arabia, but not I. I was not quite willing to devote the next 3.5 hours of my life to a movie. Instead I… well I’m not sure what I did. I think I just wondered and socialized, until the climax of my day—country dancing! Lizzy and I are more-or-less country dancing fiends and we decided to start a grassroots country club here at the JC. We’ve started off small just us, Tiff, James, Craig, and Danny, but we will soon become an empire. Anyways, country dancing was phenomenal. We have some talented boys here, let me tell you. And I definitely got to do some lifts, which I have been craving for quite some time. And that was October 26.
Studying the Old Testament this semester has really been eye opening for me. Before these experiences, Old Testament hadn’t been top priority in my scripture study, if you know what I mean. I thought that the majority of it was either confusing or boring. Now, after reading through and studying collectively it I feel completely different. Granted, to some degree I am still confused, but the difference lies in my desire to understand it now. There is a lot of good information in there; I have a new found appreciation for the people and stories of the Old Testament.
26 October 2007
This day started off as one that I couldn’t wait to end, as we had an Old Testament quiz and an Ancient Near Eastern Studies midterm, but it came out surprisingly well.
At breakfast most students looked something like zombies from staying up to study the night before. In between bites of French toast, tables quizzed each other about the four topographical zones of Mesopotamia or the six cities of refuge, all of which are indefinitely drilled into my brain. In the hallways between classrooms, it was the same story… students sprawled out studying during our precious few moments before class. I personally was just ready to get them over with. And in the end, I think it turned out alright. If nothing else, I revert to the ‘eternal perspective’ of things in which I justify a few mediocre quiz scores. And now I just have to worry about the quizzes in Palestinian Narrative and Hebrew this Sunday… but not today. Today is a celebration for successfully completing two tests! And I think that’s how the majority of students feel.
In the afternoon we had our Jordan orientation meeting which helped get us pumped up. After that we did whatever… movies, reading, naps, etc. Just fillers until we could head to the Western Wall to welcome in the Sabbath with the Jews. Getting to go back to the Western Wall was really cool. I made sure to go down and touch the wall; some of us got to join in on the dancing and singing too. I love being able to observe how various people show their devotion to God. It’s overwhelming to me to think how many prayers have been offered for so many years from that very spot.
After dinner, some people went to watch Lawrence of Arabia, but not I. I was not quite willing to devote the next 3.5 hours of my life to a movie. Instead I… well I’m not sure what I did. I think I just wondered and socialized, until the climax of my day—country dancing! Lizzy and I are more-or-less country dancing fiends and we decided to start a grassroots country club here at the JC. We’ve started off small just us, Tiff, James, Craig, and Danny, but we will soon become an empire. Anyways, country dancing was phenomenal. We have some talented boys here, let me tell you. And I definitely got to do some lifts, which I have been craving for quite some time. And that was October 26.
Studying the Old Testament this semester has really been eye opening for me. Before these experiences, Old Testament hadn’t been top priority in my scripture study, if you know what I mean. I thought that the majority of it was either confusing or boring. Now, after reading through and studying collectively it I feel completely different. Granted, to some degree I am still confused, but the difference lies in my desire to understand it now. There is a lot of good information in there; I have a new found appreciation for the people and stories of the Old Testament.
October 26, 2007
Jocelyn Schmidt
Journal for October 26, 2007
You could feel the stress as we all rolled out of our beds this morning. The morning’s upcoming Archaeology and Old Testament quizzes were on the forefront of everyone’s mind. Throughout the cafeteria during breakfast you could hear each table of people discussing the questions and topics. Luckily, the Archaeology midterm went very well for most people, while the Old Testament quiz was a little more difficult. Due to the lack of sleep during the night before and the overwhelming amount of knowledge packed into our heads, most of us took the opportunity between class and the Jordan orientation to take a nap. The orientation meeting was exciting. We leave for Jordan early Monday morning, so it basically just went over certain safety precautions and our itinerary for the trip. We are going to Petra! I am soo excited! I think we were all relieved to hear that while we would still need to take more precautions during our stay in Jordan than we normally do in Israel, it wouldn’t be quite as crazy as Egypt. Around four o’clock, we split into groups of about 20 and walked down to the Western Wall. I am so glad that we had another opportunity to go and see the Shabbat welcoming celebrations. The first time we went down to the wall as a class I wasn’t able to appreciate as much as I did tonight, because I was taking in so much information at one time. There was a lot of energy in their singing and dancing. It amazes me, how much participation they have from the youth and the enthusiasm that they all put into it. It was also interesting to apply the knowledge that we have acquired from our Judaism class and be able to recognize the different sects and rituals that were apparent there. One insight that I have gained from the Old Testament this semester deals with King David (“Beloved”). I have always loved his story and was so happy that we got to go see the Valley of Elah where the actual battle of David and Goliath took place. He demonstrated complete trust and reliance in the Lord as he volunteered to fight the military giant. It has always been hard for me to understand how someone with so much faith and blessings of the Lord, could fall and in David’s extreme case commit two of the three worst sins. As we read in the Bible, his first major sin resulted from a series of bad decisions. His first mistake was that he stayed in Jerusalem rather than with his army. Secondly, when he accidently saw Bath-Sheba he looked and noticed her beauty and lastly, he sent his servant to go get her. From this story we can learn the importance of listening to the promptings of the Spirit and recognizing and repenting of our bad decisions early, before they lead to more poor choices and eventually lead us down a path that we really don’t want to go. I was also really impressed by David’s sincere repentance. He is one of the only kings that we have learned about who falls from such a esteemed position with the Lord, but then humbles himself enough to truly repent and to gain favor with the Lord again. I know that no matter what the Lord will always love us and accept our sincere repentance.
Journal for October 26, 2007
You could feel the stress as we all rolled out of our beds this morning. The morning’s upcoming Archaeology and Old Testament quizzes were on the forefront of everyone’s mind. Throughout the cafeteria during breakfast you could hear each table of people discussing the questions and topics. Luckily, the Archaeology midterm went very well for most people, while the Old Testament quiz was a little more difficult. Due to the lack of sleep during the night before and the overwhelming amount of knowledge packed into our heads, most of us took the opportunity between class and the Jordan orientation to take a nap. The orientation meeting was exciting. We leave for Jordan early Monday morning, so it basically just went over certain safety precautions and our itinerary for the trip. We are going to Petra! I am soo excited! I think we were all relieved to hear that while we would still need to take more precautions during our stay in Jordan than we normally do in Israel, it wouldn’t be quite as crazy as Egypt. Around four o’clock, we split into groups of about 20 and walked down to the Western Wall. I am so glad that we had another opportunity to go and see the Shabbat welcoming celebrations. The first time we went down to the wall as a class I wasn’t able to appreciate as much as I did tonight, because I was taking in so much information at one time. There was a lot of energy in their singing and dancing. It amazes me, how much participation they have from the youth and the enthusiasm that they all put into it. It was also interesting to apply the knowledge that we have acquired from our Judaism class and be able to recognize the different sects and rituals that were apparent there. One insight that I have gained from the Old Testament this semester deals with King David (“Beloved”). I have always loved his story and was so happy that we got to go see the Valley of Elah where the actual battle of David and Goliath took place. He demonstrated complete trust and reliance in the Lord as he volunteered to fight the military giant. It has always been hard for me to understand how someone with so much faith and blessings of the Lord, could fall and in David’s extreme case commit two of the three worst sins. As we read in the Bible, his first major sin resulted from a series of bad decisions. His first mistake was that he stayed in Jerusalem rather than with his army. Secondly, when he accidently saw Bath-Sheba he looked and noticed her beauty and lastly, he sent his servant to go get her. From this story we can learn the importance of listening to the promptings of the Spirit and recognizing and repenting of our bad decisions early, before they lead to more poor choices and eventually lead us down a path that we really don’t want to go. I was also really impressed by David’s sincere repentance. He is one of the only kings that we have learned about who falls from such a esteemed position with the Lord, but then humbles himself enough to truly repent and to gain favor with the Lord again. I know that no matter what the Lord will always love us and accept our sincere repentance.
October 28, 2007
Bailey Porter
October 28, 2007
Old Testament
Journal for October 25, 2007
Today after our Israeli class, Hebrew was cancelled, and everyone started studying as quickly as they could. Our Ancient Near East midterm had been postponed to the 26th and we still wanted to get some last minute studying in. Jessica, Jenessa, and I were still at it until one in the morning and we weren’t the last ones to go to bed.
Earlier that day we picked olives at St. Victoria’s for a service project. We spread out tarps and just let them drop. When we got home we started getting ready for the Seder dinner. It kinda felt like we were having dinner before a formal dance…without dates or dancing. I was impressed at how nice everything was. It’s much easier to remember the traditions of a religion when you have somebody of that faith going through it with you. Many things in the Jewish faith have symbolism; the meal for Passover is no different. Everything has a purpose, even when it is hitting each other with branches. After reading, eating, and singing, Archie and Sam performed a song for us. I don’t think it is a traditional song, but Ophir liked it.
One thing from this semester that I learned and liked was the effect we will have on this earth. Are we going to build or destroy? Will the earth be uglier or more beautiful? When we leave this earth we should have left it better than we found it. We want to leave the people better than when we met them. Many times in order to help people we have to step out of our comfort zones which makes us feel vulnerable. Brother Ludlow talked about how Satan’s plan was to make sure we all got back to the celestial kingdom with no tests. It’s like never riding a bike because you might get hurt. We can’t let fear rule us. We need to take those chances of getting hurt and being vulnerable so we can help others and make our own imprint in this life.
October 28, 2007
Old Testament
Journal for October 25, 2007
Today after our Israeli class, Hebrew was cancelled, and everyone started studying as quickly as they could. Our Ancient Near East midterm had been postponed to the 26th and we still wanted to get some last minute studying in. Jessica, Jenessa, and I were still at it until one in the morning and we weren’t the last ones to go to bed.
Earlier that day we picked olives at St. Victoria’s for a service project. We spread out tarps and just let them drop. When we got home we started getting ready for the Seder dinner. It kinda felt like we were having dinner before a formal dance…without dates or dancing. I was impressed at how nice everything was. It’s much easier to remember the traditions of a religion when you have somebody of that faith going through it with you. Many things in the Jewish faith have symbolism; the meal for Passover is no different. Everything has a purpose, even when it is hitting each other with branches. After reading, eating, and singing, Archie and Sam performed a song for us. I don’t think it is a traditional song, but Ophir liked it.
One thing from this semester that I learned and liked was the effect we will have on this earth. Are we going to build or destroy? Will the earth be uglier or more beautiful? When we leave this earth we should have left it better than we found it. We want to leave the people better than when we met them. Many times in order to help people we have to step out of our comfort zones which makes us feel vulnerable. Brother Ludlow talked about how Satan’s plan was to make sure we all got back to the celestial kingdom with no tests. It’s like never riding a bike because you might get hurt. We can’t let fear rule us. We need to take those chances of getting hurt and being vulnerable so we can help others and make our own imprint in this life.
October 25, 2007
Lance Evanson
Today brings the excitement of the preparations of these last weeks. Though it is not April or Nisan, the months of Passover in the Gregorian and Hebrew calendars, tonight we celebrate the Passover with a Seder meal; but before we get too excited we need to get through the rest of the day first.
The same schedule with a different feel; we started out with breakfast and then on to our Modern Near East Jewish class, covering many details dealing with the evening’s coming Passover and Seder meal and also learning about much of the importance thereof. Then followed by our language class, Hebrew, still setting out the mood for the evening. Olive picking followed at Augusta Victoria Hospital and then we were free to get ready for the evenings festivities. Once I was fully clad and fancied up I rushed to the Oasis to find my seat and await the evening’s festivities. Being the first one there I was able to see that I was not the only one who spent more time than usual getting ready for the feast, in fact I never saw everyone looking so good!
We gathered on the night of the 25th to celebrate Passover and read the Haggadah, the story of the Israelite exodus from Egypt. Seder customs include drinking of four cups of wine (grape juice), eating Matza and partaking of symbolic foods placed on the Passover Seder Plate. Following the instructions of the Haggadah we had many stories to read and many songs to sing as we went through the traditional order of things, until the end of the evening… A special musical performance by our very own James Archibald and Sam Stapp was given at the end of the evening, singing the words of a traditional tune, to top everything off; An evening that will not be forgotten and one of the most enjoyable as of yet.
The evening itself left me to remember the reason that such a holiday is celebrated in remembrance of the children of Israel’s Exodus from Egypt. Visiting Mount Sinai and the Sinai wilderness was an eye opening experience as I had never before imagined. In seeing the landscape I could see the people’s trials and wanderings in my minds eye. I came to appreciate in such a miniscule degree what difficulties there must have been in leading a group of thousands through what seemed to be a barren land and felt the distress of those who where followers. Now after seeing and experiencing the areas of the Exodus I have come to see a new reason in my mind as to why it was necessary that for such a period of time the children of Israel needed to traverse through such a lone a dreary world, they needed to leave the world of man and turn to God. God during the period of wandering turned a scattered and unorganized people into a nation that was His.
Today brings the excitement of the preparations of these last weeks. Though it is not April or Nisan, the months of Passover in the Gregorian and Hebrew calendars, tonight we celebrate the Passover with a Seder meal; but before we get too excited we need to get through the rest of the day first.
The same schedule with a different feel; we started out with breakfast and then on to our Modern Near East Jewish class, covering many details dealing with the evening’s coming Passover and Seder meal and also learning about much of the importance thereof. Then followed by our language class, Hebrew, still setting out the mood for the evening. Olive picking followed at Augusta Victoria Hospital and then we were free to get ready for the evenings festivities. Once I was fully clad and fancied up I rushed to the Oasis to find my seat and await the evening’s festivities. Being the first one there I was able to see that I was not the only one who spent more time than usual getting ready for the feast, in fact I never saw everyone looking so good!
We gathered on the night of the 25th to celebrate Passover and read the Haggadah, the story of the Israelite exodus from Egypt. Seder customs include drinking of four cups of wine (grape juice), eating Matza and partaking of symbolic foods placed on the Passover Seder Plate. Following the instructions of the Haggadah we had many stories to read and many songs to sing as we went through the traditional order of things, until the end of the evening… A special musical performance by our very own James Archibald and Sam Stapp was given at the end of the evening, singing the words of a traditional tune, to top everything off; An evening that will not be forgotten and one of the most enjoyable as of yet.
The evening itself left me to remember the reason that such a holiday is celebrated in remembrance of the children of Israel’s Exodus from Egypt. Visiting Mount Sinai and the Sinai wilderness was an eye opening experience as I had never before imagined. In seeing the landscape I could see the people’s trials and wanderings in my minds eye. I came to appreciate in such a miniscule degree what difficulties there must have been in leading a group of thousands through what seemed to be a barren land and felt the distress of those who where followers. Now after seeing and experiencing the areas of the Exodus I have come to see a new reason in my mind as to why it was necessary that for such a period of time the children of Israel needed to traverse through such a lone a dreary world, they needed to leave the world of man and turn to God. God during the period of wandering turned a scattered and unorganized people into a nation that was His.
Wednesday Octoberr 24, 2007
Amie Ostler
Wednesday, Ocotober 24th, was our Southern Kingdom of Judah Field Trip. We began our field trip by watching a very informative movie about the history of the City of David, Jerusalem, and Hezekiah’s Tunnel. It was in 3D and I thought that it was very interesting and well done, though a little cheesy at parts!
After the movie we went up to this overlook where Brother Ludlow explained the geography around us and some of the significant events that had happened around where we were. Then we walked down to begin our adventure in Hezekiah’s Tunnel.
Hezekiah’s Tunnel was a very neat experience for me and I think a lot of people felt the exact same way. We walked through the tunnel built by Hezekiah around 700 BC, in water up to our knees for the length of it, which is about 1/3 of a mile long. At one point we all turned off our flashlights and sang “I am a Child of God”. As we sang, the song echoed throughout the tunnel and I could almost feel the words reverberating off the stone walls.
It was difficult for me to walk in the dark without the flashlight for guidance. I had to grasp the sides of the cave and slowly put one foot in front of the other to find my way. As I was walking I thought about the light of Christ and how walking through this incredibly dark tunnel was like trying to make it through life without Christ. With Christ, we are not blindly wandering in the darkness, but we are able to move steadily forward without falling or getting hurt. We can see clearly the way that we are supposed to go.
The field trip was truly one of the best that we have had so far! I really enjoyed it. The rest of Wednesday was spent recovering from our busy morning- studying, watching movies, playing soccer, etc.
The highlight of this semester in Old Testament for me has been learning about God’s hand in the lives of the Israelites and learning to recognize his hand in my own life. I have really been struck by how dependent the Israelites were on the Lord for so much in the early years after their exodus from Egypt- food and water in the wilderness, the conquest of Jericho and other cities, and establishing themselves as inhabitants of the land of Israel. As I have learned about this concept, I have truly begun to recognize the Lord’s hand in my own life. For example- the fact that I am here in Jerusalem, and a part of this program, is a testament that the Lord has guided me to make certain decisions in my life that have affected my life up until this point. I think that this realization is one of the highlight of this adventure, and something that will stay with me my entire life!
Wednesday, Ocotober 24th, was our Southern Kingdom of Judah Field Trip. We began our field trip by watching a very informative movie about the history of the City of David, Jerusalem, and Hezekiah’s Tunnel. It was in 3D and I thought that it was very interesting and well done, though a little cheesy at parts!
After the movie we went up to this overlook where Brother Ludlow explained the geography around us and some of the significant events that had happened around where we were. Then we walked down to begin our adventure in Hezekiah’s Tunnel.
Hezekiah’s Tunnel was a very neat experience for me and I think a lot of people felt the exact same way. We walked through the tunnel built by Hezekiah around 700 BC, in water up to our knees for the length of it, which is about 1/3 of a mile long. At one point we all turned off our flashlights and sang “I am a Child of God”. As we sang, the song echoed throughout the tunnel and I could almost feel the words reverberating off the stone walls.
It was difficult for me to walk in the dark without the flashlight for guidance. I had to grasp the sides of the cave and slowly put one foot in front of the other to find my way. As I was walking I thought about the light of Christ and how walking through this incredibly dark tunnel was like trying to make it through life without Christ. With Christ, we are not blindly wandering in the darkness, but we are able to move steadily forward without falling or getting hurt. We can see clearly the way that we are supposed to go.
The field trip was truly one of the best that we have had so far! I really enjoyed it. The rest of Wednesday was spent recovering from our busy morning- studying, watching movies, playing soccer, etc.
The highlight of this semester in Old Testament for me has been learning about God’s hand in the lives of the Israelites and learning to recognize his hand in my own life. I have really been struck by how dependent the Israelites were on the Lord for so much in the early years after their exodus from Egypt- food and water in the wilderness, the conquest of Jericho and other cities, and establishing themselves as inhabitants of the land of Israel. As I have learned about this concept, I have truly begun to recognize the Lord’s hand in my own life. For example- the fact that I am here in Jerusalem, and a part of this program, is a testament that the Lord has guided me to make certain decisions in my life that have affected my life up until this point. I think that this realization is one of the highlight of this adventure, and something that will stay with me my entire life!
October 24, 2007
Tuni Rose
Journal Article from 10/24/2007
We raced out the door this morning to get to the City of David. We watched a 3-D film about the history of the city and the importance of the all famous Hezekiah’s Tunnel. Most of us, by the end were dizzy, had a headache, or just felt plain old sick. We visited ‘area G’ the site of an archaeological dig that shows the remains of an old city. It was interesting but most of us were excited to play in the water and tunnel underground for a while.
Climbing down the stairs, we made our way through the caverns and beyond Warren’s shaft. We crouched down to enter the tunnel opening, stepping into ankle-deep, freezing cold water! It was only wide enough for us to travel single file-ducking along the way. Splashing and playing in the water got most of us soaking wet. While looking at the chisel marks and waterlines we discovered that there were sharks in the tunnel!!!!! Every time the line slowed down for pictures or anything we got attacked by man-eating sharks! Luckily, we made it to the end where Bro. Ludlow instructed us to turn off our lights and sing ‘I Am A Child of God.’ Our voices resonated throughout the tunnel and sounded beautiful. It was a fun and wet day. After the tunnel we played in the pools of Siloam and headed home to dry off.
My favorite experience thus far was riding a camel in the dark of night up the switchbacks of Sinai. The driver took me on several less traveled paths and often times I found myself basking in the light of the moon, staring up at the stars, and being alone. I wondered what it must have felt like to be Sariah, traveling through the night never to return. It made me realize a lot about myself, divinity, and the marvels of nature. When I finally got off for the 650+ step ascent I was stiff from riding but anxious to get to the top. The view from the top was well worth the effort to get there for all of us!
Journal Article from 10/24/2007
We raced out the door this morning to get to the City of David. We watched a 3-D film about the history of the city and the importance of the all famous Hezekiah’s Tunnel. Most of us, by the end were dizzy, had a headache, or just felt plain old sick. We visited ‘area G’ the site of an archaeological dig that shows the remains of an old city. It was interesting but most of us were excited to play in the water and tunnel underground for a while.
Climbing down the stairs, we made our way through the caverns and beyond Warren’s shaft. We crouched down to enter the tunnel opening, stepping into ankle-deep, freezing cold water! It was only wide enough for us to travel single file-ducking along the way. Splashing and playing in the water got most of us soaking wet. While looking at the chisel marks and waterlines we discovered that there were sharks in the tunnel!!!!! Every time the line slowed down for pictures or anything we got attacked by man-eating sharks! Luckily, we made it to the end where Bro. Ludlow instructed us to turn off our lights and sing ‘I Am A Child of God.’ Our voices resonated throughout the tunnel and sounded beautiful. It was a fun and wet day. After the tunnel we played in the pools of Siloam and headed home to dry off.
My favorite experience thus far was riding a camel in the dark of night up the switchbacks of Sinai. The driver took me on several less traveled paths and often times I found myself basking in the light of the moon, staring up at the stars, and being alone. I wondered what it must have felt like to be Sariah, traveling through the night never to return. It made me realize a lot about myself, divinity, and the marvels of nature. When I finally got off for the 650+ step ascent I was stiff from riding but anxious to get to the top. The view from the top was well worth the effort to get there for all of us!
October 23, 2007
October 23, 2007
Ashley Eskelsen
Though today was just going to be the normal, hum-drum Monday morning, I soon knew that today was going to be a day unlike any other. As I woke up and ate my breakfast, I quickly went down to the computer lab to check my email. While doing so, I was given a lovely surprise of receiving an email from an old friend, Marvin Goldstein informing me that he was taking a tour with a group from Utah and Haiifa; pretty strange combo, eh? The traveling group was going all throughout Israel, and their last stop would be in Jerusalem and would be in the Jerusalem Center that morning. Receiving that email made my day. I was so excited. However, I soon became disheartened when I realized that I probably wouldn't be able to see him since we had class all day until lunch that day.
While sitting throughout all my classes, all I could think about was being able to see Marvin. Luckily Brother Huntington let us out of class early, and we were able to have about twenty minutes to spare before we had the weekly announcements. My heart skipped as I speedily ran up to the eighth floor just hoping and praying that I would be able to meet him. To my joy and somewhat surprise he actually was still there. I was able to talk to him and tell his entire tour group about how amazing the Jerusalem Center truly is. I was thoroughly delighted to have been able to see and meet all these new people.
Time is money, and I absolutely hate and despise wasting time on leaving everyone meaningless emails or facebook posts. I've decided that I can do that anytime when I'm in Utah or Idaho. But being in Jerusalem is a once in a lifetime opportunity, so why waste it in the computer lab? At any rate, as I was checking my email (I had allowed myself no more than five minutes to do so), my friend from Paris, who worked with me while I was living in New York, left me an email informing me that he was in Jerusalem for the week, and he left me a number to his hotel. He told me that today and tomorrow he had a free day and would like to spend it with me. As soon as I received this email, I quickly called him to ask if he wanted to meet in the old city. To my relief, a couple people wanted to go to The King David Museum for the day. So, I decided to call him again and ask him if that would be a good location to meet. He ageed and we both arranged to meet each other there in a little less than an hour from the time of that phone call.
As I finally approached the museum, I saw and greeted him. A flood of nostalgia for New York overcame me as I gave him a big hug. I figured it was alright to give him a hug since he isn't in the program with me, right? I realized that although New York wasn't my ideal place to live, I know that the people and relationships that one develops over the course of traveling to new places is what makes living in unique places worth it.
From meeting with Marvin and my Parisian friend, I finally understood how important keeping and maintaining relationships is. Truly, the Old Testament has taught me how meaningful relationships really are. From the relationships of Jonathan and David, or Elijah and Elisha, each has motivated me to keep and maintain better relationships with fellow associates.
As I met with both my friends, a flood of immense joy and love swept through my body and I realized that this truly is what life is about; receiving a brotherly love for those around you. Perhaps this is how one achieves true happiness. Indeed, I agree with the phrase, "All you need is love!"
Ashley Eskelsen
Though today was just going to be the normal, hum-drum Monday morning, I soon knew that today was going to be a day unlike any other. As I woke up and ate my breakfast, I quickly went down to the computer lab to check my email. While doing so, I was given a lovely surprise of receiving an email from an old friend, Marvin Goldstein informing me that he was taking a tour with a group from Utah and Haiifa; pretty strange combo, eh? The traveling group was going all throughout Israel, and their last stop would be in Jerusalem and would be in the Jerusalem Center that morning. Receiving that email made my day. I was so excited. However, I soon became disheartened when I realized that I probably wouldn't be able to see him since we had class all day until lunch that day.
While sitting throughout all my classes, all I could think about was being able to see Marvin. Luckily Brother Huntington let us out of class early, and we were able to have about twenty minutes to spare before we had the weekly announcements. My heart skipped as I speedily ran up to the eighth floor just hoping and praying that I would be able to meet him. To my joy and somewhat surprise he actually was still there. I was able to talk to him and tell his entire tour group about how amazing the Jerusalem Center truly is. I was thoroughly delighted to have been able to see and meet all these new people.
Time is money, and I absolutely hate and despise wasting time on leaving everyone meaningless emails or facebook posts. I've decided that I can do that anytime when I'm in Utah or Idaho. But being in Jerusalem is a once in a lifetime opportunity, so why waste it in the computer lab? At any rate, as I was checking my email (I had allowed myself no more than five minutes to do so), my friend from Paris, who worked with me while I was living in New York, left me an email informing me that he was in Jerusalem for the week, and he left me a number to his hotel. He told me that today and tomorrow he had a free day and would like to spend it with me. As soon as I received this email, I quickly called him to ask if he wanted to meet in the old city. To my relief, a couple people wanted to go to The King David Museum for the day. So, I decided to call him again and ask him if that would be a good location to meet. He ageed and we both arranged to meet each other there in a little less than an hour from the time of that phone call.
As I finally approached the museum, I saw and greeted him. A flood of nostalgia for New York overcame me as I gave him a big hug. I figured it was alright to give him a hug since he isn't in the program with me, right? I realized that although New York wasn't my ideal place to live, I know that the people and relationships that one develops over the course of traveling to new places is what makes living in unique places worth it.
From meeting with Marvin and my Parisian friend, I finally understood how important keeping and maintaining relationships is. Truly, the Old Testament has taught me how meaningful relationships really are. From the relationships of Jonathan and David, or Elijah and Elisha, each has motivated me to keep and maintain better relationships with fellow associates.
As I met with both my friends, a flood of immense joy and love swept through my body and I realized that this truly is what life is about; receiving a brotherly love for those around you. Perhaps this is how one achieves true happiness. Indeed, I agree with the phrase, "All you need is love!"
OCtober 23, 2007
Amber Patterson
Professor Ludlow
23 October 2007
Today a group of us visited Ain Karim, the traditional birthplace of John the Baptist.
First, we tried to visit the Church of St. John the Baptist, but it was closed. So we hiked up the hill to visit the Church of the Visitation instead. This church commemorates the angel Gabriel's visitation to the Zacharias, informing him of the future miraculous birth of John the Baptist. While there, we wandered around the grounds and peeked in on a mass. One of the priests showed me where a statue of Zacharias was hiding before he disappeared behind the trees. Later, some of the members of the group decided to sing "Nearer My God to Thee" in the dome room.
On our way down from the Visitation Church, we were able to visit a Russian convent simply because Analisa spoke Russian. The grounds were peaceful and the experience was quite enjoyable.
After we left the convent, we walked down the hill and made our second attempt to visit the Church of St. John the Baptist. We learned the church is considered the traditional site of his childhood home. This church was, again, very beautiful and peaceful and so forth.
Our next stop was at the Sisters of Zion Convent. We were unable to visit the chapel because a tour group was using it for a service, but we were able to wander around the garden and glance at the cemetery. We also watched a beautiful sunset over the hills.
While waiting for the sharout we decided to get ice cream at a place Professor Huntington recommended (which turned out to be very tasty). The sharouts arrived shortly afterwards and we were back in time for dinner.
On a completely different note, my favorite experience of the semester thus far would have to be the sunrise experience on Mt. Sinai. The thoughts it inspired about covenant and the beauty of God's creation could never be imitated. I hope that many other experiences will help me to connect to the gospel in a very real, personal way.
Professor Ludlow
23 October 2007
Today a group of us visited Ain Karim, the traditional birthplace of John the Baptist.
First, we tried to visit the Church of St. John the Baptist, but it was closed. So we hiked up the hill to visit the Church of the Visitation instead. This church commemorates the angel Gabriel's visitation to the Zacharias, informing him of the future miraculous birth of John the Baptist. While there, we wandered around the grounds and peeked in on a mass. One of the priests showed me where a statue of Zacharias was hiding before he disappeared behind the trees. Later, some of the members of the group decided to sing "Nearer My God to Thee" in the dome room.
On our way down from the Visitation Church, we were able to visit a Russian convent simply because Analisa spoke Russian. The grounds were peaceful and the experience was quite enjoyable.
After we left the convent, we walked down the hill and made our second attempt to visit the Church of St. John the Baptist. We learned the church is considered the traditional site of his childhood home. This church was, again, very beautiful and peaceful and so forth.
Our next stop was at the Sisters of Zion Convent. We were unable to visit the chapel because a tour group was using it for a service, but we were able to wander around the garden and glance at the cemetery. We also watched a beautiful sunset over the hills.
While waiting for the sharout we decided to get ice cream at a place Professor Huntington recommended (which turned out to be very tasty). The sharouts arrived shortly afterwards and we were back in time for dinner.
On a completely different note, my favorite experience of the semester thus far would have to be the sunrise experience on Mt. Sinai. The thoughts it inspired about covenant and the beauty of God's creation could never be imitated. I hope that many other experiences will help me to connect to the gospel in a very real, personal way.
October 22, 2007
Emma Hanks
Br. Ludlow’s Class Jourals
October 22nd 2007
Another great day to be in Jerusalem! It was a day jam-packed with activities. After class we crushed and pressed olives in the Biblical Gardens…Most people stumbled out into the sunlight with bleary eyes because they had been napping and I’m pretty sure that although Tuni was out there she never was quite awake.
It was pretty interesting to see how they turned little green thingys growing on trees into useable oil. First we picked the olives, then we washed them and put them into the circular mill. We were the oxen that powered the huge millstone and before long we had a nice mushy paste. This led to an olive mash fight, naturally. What do you expect with 80 college students and a potential mess?
After putting what was left of the paste into mesh bags we pressed them in a screw press and another press weighted with stones and the oil came streaming out. It was sobering to think of the atonement of Christ in a place called Gethsemane which means “The oil press”
Later that evening we had a very cool FHE with the entire class. We walked over to a fire pit nearby, sang some hymns accompanied by Archie on the xylophone, yeah that’s right a XYLOPHONE! Only Archie would think to bring a xylophone to a campfire program. We had a couple of nice talks, and then Grandpa Ludlow started to talk…each of us were enlightened by a fascinating talk on compatibility in marriage. Wow, if you didn’t hear the conversations afterward, you should have because everyone was trying to figure out their compatibility with everyone else…great…good-bye to the no dating policy…
The highlight of the night was the food. Strawberry smores are probably the best thing invented since bobbie pins.
My highlight from the Old Testament was coming to understand the poetic forms used throughout the Bible so many times. To be honest it is something that I had never really taken the time to understand. The chiasmus form is fairly well known but all the different forms of parallelism and symbolism and structures were new to me.
For me this was important because symbolism and structure is one thing that really helps me understand things on a deeper level. It is kind of like it takes words and turns them into meanings, something with substance. And I really loved analyzing certain passages of Isaiah and the Psalms and drawing lines all over them to connect the different ideas…call me a geek if you want, but as brother Huntington would put it, it’s what gets me “all tingly”
Br. Ludlow’s Class Jourals
October 22nd 2007
Another great day to be in Jerusalem! It was a day jam-packed with activities. After class we crushed and pressed olives in the Biblical Gardens…Most people stumbled out into the sunlight with bleary eyes because they had been napping and I’m pretty sure that although Tuni was out there she never was quite awake.
It was pretty interesting to see how they turned little green thingys growing on trees into useable oil. First we picked the olives, then we washed them and put them into the circular mill. We were the oxen that powered the huge millstone and before long we had a nice mushy paste. This led to an olive mash fight, naturally. What do you expect with 80 college students and a potential mess?
After putting what was left of the paste into mesh bags we pressed them in a screw press and another press weighted with stones and the oil came streaming out. It was sobering to think of the atonement of Christ in a place called Gethsemane which means “The oil press”
Later that evening we had a very cool FHE with the entire class. We walked over to a fire pit nearby, sang some hymns accompanied by Archie on the xylophone, yeah that’s right a XYLOPHONE! Only Archie would think to bring a xylophone to a campfire program. We had a couple of nice talks, and then Grandpa Ludlow started to talk…each of us were enlightened by a fascinating talk on compatibility in marriage. Wow, if you didn’t hear the conversations afterward, you should have because everyone was trying to figure out their compatibility with everyone else…great…good-bye to the no dating policy…
The highlight of the night was the food. Strawberry smores are probably the best thing invented since bobbie pins.
My highlight from the Old Testament was coming to understand the poetic forms used throughout the Bible so many times. To be honest it is something that I had never really taken the time to understand. The chiasmus form is fairly well known but all the different forms of parallelism and symbolism and structures were new to me.
For me this was important because symbolism and structure is one thing that really helps me understand things on a deeper level. It is kind of like it takes words and turns them into meanings, something with substance. And I really loved analyzing certain passages of Isaiah and the Psalms and drawing lines all over them to connect the different ideas…call me a geek if you want, but as brother Huntington would put it, it’s what gets me “all tingly”
October 21, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Journal Entry—Gregory Marsh
Brother Ludlow
Today, in Hebrew class, we continued with the Hebrew alphabet. We’re almost done learning the alphabet—we only have three letters left to learn. Hopefully, we know what we’ve learned pretty well, because we have a quiz during our next class period.
Like any other day at the Jerusalem Center, a group gathered in the evening to play soccer. This was different than any other group I had played with, though, because there were only six of us playing—three on three. That made the game a lot different: there was a lot more exercise and a lot less injury in the hour that we played.
In the afternoon, I went with a group to the Tower of David Museum. It’s a very unique museum—I really liked the mixture of the old with the new (the ancient citadel of David with all of the modern art inside it). From the tower of the citadel, we had a beautiful view of the entire city of Jerusalem. Featured on one of the panoramic plaques, that point out various sites of interest in the city, we found the Jerusalem Center—the Mormon University—featured prominently on the skyline. I’ve always wanted to see a Mormon…
From all of the time that we’ve spent studying the Old Testament, one of the most memorable experiences that I’ve had is our field trip to Galilee. I’m really grateful that we worked it out with the Kibbutz to have a little bit of time swimming in the Sea of Galilee, because that was a beautiful evening. We played ultimate Frisbee as the sun set, running through the shall waters near the shore. We collected seashells and swam and built sandcastles. As the sun set, the waves started kicking up, and a breeze started blowing. This Sea of Galilee, so important in the New Testament, became real to me. Watching the waves come in from the Sea, I sang “Master, the Tempest is Raging” to myself—what a place and a time to sing that beautiful hymn!
Journal Entry—Gregory Marsh
Brother Ludlow
Today, in Hebrew class, we continued with the Hebrew alphabet. We’re almost done learning the alphabet—we only have three letters left to learn. Hopefully, we know what we’ve learned pretty well, because we have a quiz during our next class period.
Like any other day at the Jerusalem Center, a group gathered in the evening to play soccer. This was different than any other group I had played with, though, because there were only six of us playing—three on three. That made the game a lot different: there was a lot more exercise and a lot less injury in the hour that we played.
In the afternoon, I went with a group to the Tower of David Museum. It’s a very unique museum—I really liked the mixture of the old with the new (the ancient citadel of David with all of the modern art inside it). From the tower of the citadel, we had a beautiful view of the entire city of Jerusalem. Featured on one of the panoramic plaques, that point out various sites of interest in the city, we found the Jerusalem Center—the Mormon University—featured prominently on the skyline. I’ve always wanted to see a Mormon…
From all of the time that we’ve spent studying the Old Testament, one of the most memorable experiences that I’ve had is our field trip to Galilee. I’m really grateful that we worked it out with the Kibbutz to have a little bit of time swimming in the Sea of Galilee, because that was a beautiful evening. We played ultimate Frisbee as the sun set, running through the shall waters near the shore. We collected seashells and swam and built sandcastles. As the sun set, the waves started kicking up, and a breeze started blowing. This Sea of Galilee, so important in the New Testament, became real to me. Watching the waves come in from the Sea, I sang “Master, the Tempest is Raging” to myself—what a place and a time to sing that beautiful hymn!
October 21, 2007
Rachel Mildenstein
Sunday, October 21, 2007
"Business as usual then?" asked Rebecca Redd on the morning of Sunday, October twenty-first as we shuffled into breakfast. "Indeed," I replied with a sigh. "Business as usual." The usual clothes we've worn, washed, and re-worn umpteen times since our arrival. The usual faces groggily pretending to be conscious during archaeology. The usual classes, the usual study rooms, the usual freezing air-conditioning in the forum (that I must admit I am a huge fan of, even if all the other girls' fingers turn numb.) Also the usual schedule; only one field trip per week for the last month, which was quite a change after the rushing September blitz of here-there-and-everywhere. Even the breakfast fare is usual: porridge, muffin, cereal, and/or crispy deep fried French toast that's just begging to add a few more inches to your waistline. Oh, yes. The utmost usual activities.
If we were in Provo we would never have seen the same faces everyday during classes. We would never have had a breakfast like that laid out for us, if we ate breakfast at all. And all complaints aside of having the same breakfast every day, I thought it was hilarious when one day Brandon walked in to breakfast and said, "Again? But I don't want to eat manna today!" We furthermore would never have seen the old city out the window while cramming for a midterm that was supposed to be the next day…until Bro. Huntington so obligingly postponed it till Friday. The usual? I think not!
How is it that we can have forgotten where we are? To think of our lives as "usual" or common? So few have our privilege, so few have our chance to see what we see, to go where we've gone and where we've yet to go. As I heard Rebecca say "business as usual," I agreed with her, but then realized what I had said and repented.
I will be forever grateful to God for the opportunity I've had to come here and learn and feel; to learn how much I look forward to the day when the peoples of this Holy Land will come to know (what I oddly began to learn in an Old Testament class…) the purpose of the Book of Mormon: that they might know the great things He has done for their fathers, that they are not cast off, and that they might again know the covenants.
As we have studied in Old Testament, the three stages of the gathering (attitude, knowledge, and belief,) are in motion still. And surely as other prophecies come to pass this shall as well, in its time: "when the fullness of my gospel shall be preached unto them…they shall believe in me [3 Ne 20: 30-31]" and "when they shall believe me, that I am Christ…they shall be restored in the flesh upon the earth to the land of their inheritance [2 Ne 10:7]." I believe that it is happening, and shall happen; and I look forward to that day with ever more anticipation…because I was here! And there is nothing "usual" about that.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
"Business as usual then?" asked Rebecca Redd on the morning of Sunday, October twenty-first as we shuffled into breakfast. "Indeed," I replied with a sigh. "Business as usual." The usual clothes we've worn, washed, and re-worn umpteen times since our arrival. The usual faces groggily pretending to be conscious during archaeology. The usual classes, the usual study rooms, the usual freezing air-conditioning in the forum (that I must admit I am a huge fan of, even if all the other girls' fingers turn numb.) Also the usual schedule; only one field trip per week for the last month, which was quite a change after the rushing September blitz of here-there-and-everywhere. Even the breakfast fare is usual: porridge, muffin, cereal, and/or crispy deep fried French toast that's just begging to add a few more inches to your waistline. Oh, yes. The utmost usual activities.
If we were in Provo we would never have seen the same faces everyday during classes. We would never have had a breakfast like that laid out for us, if we ate breakfast at all. And all complaints aside of having the same breakfast every day, I thought it was hilarious when one day Brandon walked in to breakfast and said, "Again? But I don't want to eat manna today!" We furthermore would never have seen the old city out the window while cramming for a midterm that was supposed to be the next day…until Bro. Huntington so obligingly postponed it till Friday. The usual? I think not!
How is it that we can have forgotten where we are? To think of our lives as "usual" or common? So few have our privilege, so few have our chance to see what we see, to go where we've gone and where we've yet to go. As I heard Rebecca say "business as usual," I agreed with her, but then realized what I had said and repented.
I will be forever grateful to God for the opportunity I've had to come here and learn and feel; to learn how much I look forward to the day when the peoples of this Holy Land will come to know (what I oddly began to learn in an Old Testament class…) the purpose of the Book of Mormon: that they might know the great things He has done for their fathers, that they are not cast off, and that they might again know the covenants.
As we have studied in Old Testament, the three stages of the gathering (attitude, knowledge, and belief,) are in motion still. And surely as other prophecies come to pass this shall as well, in its time: "when the fullness of my gospel shall be preached unto them…they shall believe in me [3 Ne 20: 30-31]" and "when they shall believe me, that I am Christ…they shall be restored in the flesh upon the earth to the land of their inheritance [2 Ne 10:7]." I believe that it is happening, and shall happen; and I look forward to that day with ever more anticipation…because I was here! And there is nothing "usual" about that.
October 7, 2007
Nichelle Tagg
October 20, 2007
Bro. Ludlow
I went to the garden Tomb today. It is amazing to me that I have the opportunity to live in Jerusalem and to be able to walk to sites like The Garden of Gethsemane and the Garden tomb. There are tour groups continuously going in and out of the tomb. Many different churches are represented here. I love to hear people from other religions sing hymns. It is amazing to me that, even though other people don't have the complete restored gospel, when they worship Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ I can feel the spirit. Brother and Sister Lee spoke about Joseph Smith in a fireside tonight. They gave a general overview of what happened to the saints throughout all of their travels, how the church progressed in the time of Joseph Smith. After that Courtney and I went down to the Lee's room to pop some popcorn. We talked to them for about an hour and a half. Brother and Sister Lee are really fun to talk to. They don't like the idea of always telling us to obey the rules. We discovered that Sister Lee sort of stole a car once, well she actually "borrowed" it, and she returned it eventually.
I have been thinking a lot lately about God as the divine kinsman and Christ who has become the divine kinsmen through his atonement, his sacrifice for us.
In tribal cultures, if someone needed protection from the divine kinsman he would open his home and encircle him or her in the arms of his love, wrap us in his cloak, protect us. We make covenants like baptism and temple covenants that bring us the blessings of becoming part of his clan. Greg mentioned to me how when you crush an olive, immense pressure is necessary to be able to bring forth oil. When Christ talks about how he trod the winepress alone, he felt the pressure and hurt of the entire world and he bled from every pore for me and everyone else. He suffered immense pain because he loves us. He wants us to come unto him so he can wrap his robe around us and bring us into the celestial kingdom for eternity. I was also thinking about Asa one of the kings of Judah who was righteous for a time then instead of trusting in the Lord he made an alliance with Syria. Everything that happens is in God's hands. He is all powerful and if we trust in him he will protect us. Even if it seems like things are not working out exactly right, the Lord is in control and nothing will happen to us that is not part of his plan.
October 20, 2007
Bro. Ludlow
I went to the garden Tomb today. It is amazing to me that I have the opportunity to live in Jerusalem and to be able to walk to sites like The Garden of Gethsemane and the Garden tomb. There are tour groups continuously going in and out of the tomb. Many different churches are represented here. I love to hear people from other religions sing hymns. It is amazing to me that, even though other people don't have the complete restored gospel, when they worship Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ I can feel the spirit. Brother and Sister Lee spoke about Joseph Smith in a fireside tonight. They gave a general overview of what happened to the saints throughout all of their travels, how the church progressed in the time of Joseph Smith. After that Courtney and I went down to the Lee's room to pop some popcorn. We talked to them for about an hour and a half. Brother and Sister Lee are really fun to talk to. They don't like the idea of always telling us to obey the rules. We discovered that Sister Lee sort of stole a car once, well she actually "borrowed" it, and she returned it eventually.
I have been thinking a lot lately about God as the divine kinsman and Christ who has become the divine kinsmen through his atonement, his sacrifice for us.
In tribal cultures, if someone needed protection from the divine kinsman he would open his home and encircle him or her in the arms of his love, wrap us in his cloak, protect us. We make covenants like baptism and temple covenants that bring us the blessings of becoming part of his clan. Greg mentioned to me how when you crush an olive, immense pressure is necessary to be able to bring forth oil. When Christ talks about how he trod the winepress alone, he felt the pressure and hurt of the entire world and he bled from every pore for me and everyone else. He suffered immense pain because he loves us. He wants us to come unto him so he can wrap his robe around us and bring us into the celestial kingdom for eternity. I was also thinking about Asa one of the kings of Judah who was righteous for a time then instead of trusting in the Lord he made an alliance with Syria. Everything that happens is in God's hands. He is all powerful and if we trust in him he will protect us. Even if it seems like things are not working out exactly right, the Lord is in control and nothing will happen to us that is not part of his plan.
October 20, 2007
April Palmer
Old Testament Journal Entry October 20, 2007
Every Shabbat I think that the day couldn’t get any better, and then the next Shabbat rolls around and I am never disappointed. Our sacrament meeting speakers taught us to: 1) trust in the Lord because the things of the world fail, 2) to set celestial goals, 3) to learn to talk to our Heavenly Father in prayer, and 4) to apply the Atonement in our personal lives. It is amazing to me how such different topics can come together so perfectly to teach each individual person.
One of my favorite things about each Shabbat is the “Women in the Scriptures” Sunday school class taught by Sister Hayes. This Shabbat we learned about the “women who saved Moses.” In learning about these women, we compiled a list of attributes exhibited by these righteous women that we can each work to obtain. These attributes included: compassion, cleanliness, decisiveness, fulfilling others needs, delegation, following the spirit, generosity, and obedience to counsel. And, of course, Sister Ludlow gave a marvelous Relief Society lesson. One thing she said really struck me; I don’t remember who she was quoting, but the quote was, “children may never recover from the ignorance of their mothers.” Sister Hayes and Sister Ludlow are both so kind and intelligent—a great example to me.
The rest of Shabbat was filled with the usual mix of activities…journal writing, scripture reading, visiting, calling family, etc. There was also a special presentation given by Brother and Sister Lee about Joseph and Emma. Another big highlight was Rachel Briggs opening her mission call; she was called to serve in Spain and she enters the MTC in February!
Old Testament Highlight:
In our Archeology and the Old Testament class, Brother Huntington taught us about the concept of kinship. In Bedouin clans or tribal societies all members are entitled to the protection and love of the clan, and the kinsman is the leader. The kinsman will protect you even unto death. In return for the benefits of the clan, each person is to love and respect the kinsman. Brother Huntington showed us that throughout the Old Testament, and even today, the Lord is portrayed as the “Divine Kinsman.” For example, Jeremiah 31:9 says, “…wherein they shall not stumble; for I am a father to Israel, and Ephraim is my firstborn.” We have only to respect, love, and obey our Heavenly Father, and he will protect us and care for us. The bonds if kinship will not be broken.
Old Testament Journal Entry October 20, 2007
Every Shabbat I think that the day couldn’t get any better, and then the next Shabbat rolls around and I am never disappointed. Our sacrament meeting speakers taught us to: 1) trust in the Lord because the things of the world fail, 2) to set celestial goals, 3) to learn to talk to our Heavenly Father in prayer, and 4) to apply the Atonement in our personal lives. It is amazing to me how such different topics can come together so perfectly to teach each individual person.
One of my favorite things about each Shabbat is the “Women in the Scriptures” Sunday school class taught by Sister Hayes. This Shabbat we learned about the “women who saved Moses.” In learning about these women, we compiled a list of attributes exhibited by these righteous women that we can each work to obtain. These attributes included: compassion, cleanliness, decisiveness, fulfilling others needs, delegation, following the spirit, generosity, and obedience to counsel. And, of course, Sister Ludlow gave a marvelous Relief Society lesson. One thing she said really struck me; I don’t remember who she was quoting, but the quote was, “children may never recover from the ignorance of their mothers.” Sister Hayes and Sister Ludlow are both so kind and intelligent—a great example to me.
The rest of Shabbat was filled with the usual mix of activities…journal writing, scripture reading, visiting, calling family, etc. There was also a special presentation given by Brother and Sister Lee about Joseph and Emma. Another big highlight was Rachel Briggs opening her mission call; she was called to serve in Spain and she enters the MTC in February!
Old Testament Highlight:
In our Archeology and the Old Testament class, Brother Huntington taught us about the concept of kinship. In Bedouin clans or tribal societies all members are entitled to the protection and love of the clan, and the kinsman is the leader. The kinsman will protect you even unto death. In return for the benefits of the clan, each person is to love and respect the kinsman. Brother Huntington showed us that throughout the Old Testament, and even today, the Lord is portrayed as the “Divine Kinsman.” For example, Jeremiah 31:9 says, “…wherein they shall not stumble; for I am a father to Israel, and Ephraim is my firstborn.” We have only to respect, love, and obey our Heavenly Father, and he will protect us and care for us. The bonds if kinship will not be broken.
October 19, 2007
Brandon Seegmiller
19 Oct 2007
Golgotha, the Place of the Skull, the same traditional site as the Garden Tomb where Christ was interred, feels like such a holy place. When I went there with a group, I didn’t expect so many crowds. It seemed like entire congregations had arrived at the site to partake communion, sing hymns and enjoin celebration for Christ’s resurrection. I enjoyed it actually. Some hymns were familiar, some not, but I knew that all the people were there for the same reason as I: to visit a tomb to see a tomb in which nobody has found anything at all. Of course we didn’t expect to find something because we already knew that it represents a Man who left His tomb millennia ago.
As much as I enjoyed Bro. Huntington’s teaching and perspectives on Palestine, I hope Dr. Musallam will be back to teach us soon. One of the biggest motivators for me to come here was the exposure I knew I would have to the Arabic side of this conflict in the Holy Land. We watched a short video parody of the conflict titled “West Bank Story.” There was much rejoicing.
I found interesting how Bro. Ludlow taught us to understand the counsel given to Isaiah in chapter 16:8-12. The Lord gives him an assignment to teach the people in such a way that they do not understand. Only a select few would have their eyes opened and ears enlightened, their hearts softened and minds converted. Christ’s simply parables were told so simply that only the humble would understand. Isaiah elected poetry as a language complex enough that anyone’s ability to understand is rendered inept unless they are converted and filled with the Spirit, which teaches all things.
What I learned from Bro. Ludlow about Isaiah is that three class periods in a single semester are not even remotely adequate to cover the symbolic poetry of that prolific prophet properly. I am definitely sold on the idea of enrolling in his class where I anticipate the Writings of Isaiah will be profoundly unfolded during an entire semester. I definitely appreciate having read every chapter of Isaiah in a matter of days. In any other circumstance, the book of Isaiah would have taken me weeks if not months. This leads into the significant experience I’ve had here.
The highlight of my experience here has definitely been reading the Old Testament in its entirety. Having never read the book cover to cover, as it ought to be read, I determined that I would read it while in the land where the events took place. The class demands far less than this, so a lot of free time has been well spent on this goal. It is not yet finished, but I am well on my way. It would seem like perusing so much material so quickly would be impractical at best, but this has given me a perspective on the stories I would have missed had if I studied them any other way. I’ve been recollecting what it was like to read the Book of Mormon in six days as a missionary under Pres. Pinegar’s direction. Personally, I almost doubted that it could be done, but I’m glad that I completed it. The repetition strikes me far more unmistakably when the scriptures are poured into my mind at that rate. Page 23 of Preach My Gospel also suggests, as it has been thus for me, that completing as much reading as possible in so short a time brings the big picture to light, so in my future in depth studies of the books the fruits of the old testament scriptures will be plain to see.
19 Oct 2007
Golgotha, the Place of the Skull, the same traditional site as the Garden Tomb where Christ was interred, feels like such a holy place. When I went there with a group, I didn’t expect so many crowds. It seemed like entire congregations had arrived at the site to partake communion, sing hymns and enjoin celebration for Christ’s resurrection. I enjoyed it actually. Some hymns were familiar, some not, but I knew that all the people were there for the same reason as I: to visit a tomb to see a tomb in which nobody has found anything at all. Of course we didn’t expect to find something because we already knew that it represents a Man who left His tomb millennia ago.
As much as I enjoyed Bro. Huntington’s teaching and perspectives on Palestine, I hope Dr. Musallam will be back to teach us soon. One of the biggest motivators for me to come here was the exposure I knew I would have to the Arabic side of this conflict in the Holy Land. We watched a short video parody of the conflict titled “West Bank Story.” There was much rejoicing.
I found interesting how Bro. Ludlow taught us to understand the counsel given to Isaiah in chapter 16:8-12. The Lord gives him an assignment to teach the people in such a way that they do not understand. Only a select few would have their eyes opened and ears enlightened, their hearts softened and minds converted. Christ’s simply parables were told so simply that only the humble would understand. Isaiah elected poetry as a language complex enough that anyone’s ability to understand is rendered inept unless they are converted and filled with the Spirit, which teaches all things.
What I learned from Bro. Ludlow about Isaiah is that three class periods in a single semester are not even remotely adequate to cover the symbolic poetry of that prolific prophet properly. I am definitely sold on the idea of enrolling in his class where I anticipate the Writings of Isaiah will be profoundly unfolded during an entire semester. I definitely appreciate having read every chapter of Isaiah in a matter of days. In any other circumstance, the book of Isaiah would have taken me weeks if not months. This leads into the significant experience I’ve had here.
The highlight of my experience here has definitely been reading the Old Testament in its entirety. Having never read the book cover to cover, as it ought to be read, I determined that I would read it while in the land where the events took place. The class demands far less than this, so a lot of free time has been well spent on this goal. It is not yet finished, but I am well on my way. It would seem like perusing so much material so quickly would be impractical at best, but this has given me a perspective on the stories I would have missed had if I studied them any other way. I’ve been recollecting what it was like to read the Book of Mormon in six days as a missionary under Pres. Pinegar’s direction. Personally, I almost doubted that it could be done, but I’m glad that I completed it. The repetition strikes me far more unmistakably when the scriptures are poured into my mind at that rate. Page 23 of Preach My Gospel also suggests, as it has been thus for me, that completing as much reading as possible in so short a time brings the big picture to light, so in my future in depth studies of the books the fruits of the old testament scriptures will be plain to see.
Oct 19, 2007
Daniel Murdock
Fat Friday
Although there are normally a large number of individuals doing last minute studying for quizzes in Old Testament and Ancient Near Eastern Studies, today this group seemed to have grown substantially. Most of their studying entailed a discussion regarding what random information Brother Ludlow was going to have on the quiz. In class, the “bell” almost saved these students when Brother Ludlow’s lecture went over time. However, one student quickly asked whether the quiz was still going to happen today. It was at this moment that Heavenly Father was flooded with prayers. The quiz, due to time, went quickly, and surprisingly, several individuals had perfect scores.
Following classes I had the opportunity to go to Hebrew University with Holly, Erin, and Jenessa. We strolled over to the usual entrance to the University and found it locked. We kept on walking as we talked; however, each entrance that we passed was also closed. Jokingly, I vocally wondered if there was any way into Hebrew University; I even suggested that maybe the University was closed for the day. However, Holly ruled this possibility out because what university closes on the first day of the weekend. Not in the least bit surprised, when we finally got inside the university, we found it deserted. Closed. The only individuals we saw were security guards, and the resulting silence gave the building an eerie feeling. Consequently we headed down to West Jerusalem. We took a taxi and ate lunch at a new hip shopping avenue close to Jaffa gate. The food was excellent but overpriced (I cannot wait until I can order some food that contains both meat and cheese). While in West Jerusalem we also went to Ben Yehuda Street and bought some delicious chalah (Shabbat bread).
This evening everyone at the center had a wonderful time participating in the opening ceremonies of Sarah Johnson’s mission call. The excitement was palpable as Sarah read the letter from Salt Lake and announced that she would be serving in the Paris, France mission. I was so happy for her, and I hope that she has a wonderful time.
Since coming to the Jerusalem Center I have been impressed by the support and encouragement that my peers give to each other. For example, when at Mt. Sinai, a small group helped Shannon hike to the summit and back down. Likewise, on the way back home from Micha’s caves, everyone had the opportunity to go in some smaller caves that required crawling. I am extremely claustrophobic, and when I looked at the route into the caves, I panicked. However, through the encouragement of others, like Amy Hill, I worked up my courage and pressed forward. It was nice to have won a battle against my fear, and I am grateful for the encouragement of my friends and peers.
Fat Friday
Although there are normally a large number of individuals doing last minute studying for quizzes in Old Testament and Ancient Near Eastern Studies, today this group seemed to have grown substantially. Most of their studying entailed a discussion regarding what random information Brother Ludlow was going to have on the quiz. In class, the “bell” almost saved these students when Brother Ludlow’s lecture went over time. However, one student quickly asked whether the quiz was still going to happen today. It was at this moment that Heavenly Father was flooded with prayers. The quiz, due to time, went quickly, and surprisingly, several individuals had perfect scores.
Following classes I had the opportunity to go to Hebrew University with Holly, Erin, and Jenessa. We strolled over to the usual entrance to the University and found it locked. We kept on walking as we talked; however, each entrance that we passed was also closed. Jokingly, I vocally wondered if there was any way into Hebrew University; I even suggested that maybe the University was closed for the day. However, Holly ruled this possibility out because what university closes on the first day of the weekend. Not in the least bit surprised, when we finally got inside the university, we found it deserted. Closed. The only individuals we saw were security guards, and the resulting silence gave the building an eerie feeling. Consequently we headed down to West Jerusalem. We took a taxi and ate lunch at a new hip shopping avenue close to Jaffa gate. The food was excellent but overpriced (I cannot wait until I can order some food that contains both meat and cheese). While in West Jerusalem we also went to Ben Yehuda Street and bought some delicious chalah (Shabbat bread).
This evening everyone at the center had a wonderful time participating in the opening ceremonies of Sarah Johnson’s mission call. The excitement was palpable as Sarah read the letter from Salt Lake and announced that she would be serving in the Paris, France mission. I was so happy for her, and I hope that she has a wonderful time.
Since coming to the Jerusalem Center I have been impressed by the support and encouragement that my peers give to each other. For example, when at Mt. Sinai, a small group helped Shannon hike to the summit and back down. Likewise, on the way back home from Micha’s caves, everyone had the opportunity to go in some smaller caves that required crawling. I am extremely claustrophobic, and when I looked at the route into the caves, I panicked. However, through the encouragement of others, like Amy Hill, I worked up my courage and pressed forward. It was nice to have won a battle against my fear, and I am grateful for the encouragement of my friends and peers.
Thursday October 18, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Katie Vargo
Today, was kind of a rough day for me. I had a stomach ache in the morning but it ended up going away slowly through the afternoon. It seems like a lot of people have colds, or upset stomachs. Hope fully everyone will be able to feel better soon. I think everyone is just tired, school has been intense this week. Its funny, I feel like the days just fly by here, and there is never enough time to do all that we need to. Its good though, because I am learning a lot. My room mates, and I am sure a lot of other people went into the old city and went shopping. Bailey and Allie were both very excited about the new skirts that they bought. I had Hebrew class twice. I love that class! It is so much fun, we are already writing and reading hebrew. I never would have imagined it is as easy as it is. It feels like we are making up a secret code, like we are little kids passing notes. It looks very different from english writing. We sing songs at the end of every class that get stuck in your head for the rest of the day, they are fun. After dinner I studied for our Old Testament quiz, some people watched movies, some did homework. It was yet another great day in Jerusalem. The time is going way to fast!
It is hard to just focus on just one thing that I have learned while studying the Old Testament here, but I have had the thought of the kings David, Saul, and Solomon on my mind. It hit me how they all started out good, and trying to keep God’s command. Yet as time went on each of them was sucked down by different things. Satan knew exactly what would get each of them, and he got each of them to fall and leave God. This, in and of itself hit me, that Satan knew what to throw at each of them individually to tempt them. This is good to remember, we need to be aware of what we are up against. Now they are left with nothing no eternal happiness. It hit me how important it is to endure to the end faithfully. Brother Ludlow talked about those pivot points in each of our lives, and how we just keep ascending striving to return to our Heavenly Father. If we just can endure to the end and remember to be humble and try to always be improving. If we do this we will be able to counter act the tricks that Satan will use against us. We can learn from the mistake of the Kings, and not make the same fall they did. Always looking toward Christ and using the Atonement actively in our lives.
Katie Vargo
Today, was kind of a rough day for me. I had a stomach ache in the morning but it ended up going away slowly through the afternoon. It seems like a lot of people have colds, or upset stomachs. Hope fully everyone will be able to feel better soon. I think everyone is just tired, school has been intense this week. Its funny, I feel like the days just fly by here, and there is never enough time to do all that we need to. Its good though, because I am learning a lot. My room mates, and I am sure a lot of other people went into the old city and went shopping. Bailey and Allie were both very excited about the new skirts that they bought. I had Hebrew class twice. I love that class! It is so much fun, we are already writing and reading hebrew. I never would have imagined it is as easy as it is. It feels like we are making up a secret code, like we are little kids passing notes. It looks very different from english writing. We sing songs at the end of every class that get stuck in your head for the rest of the day, they are fun. After dinner I studied for our Old Testament quiz, some people watched movies, some did homework. It was yet another great day in Jerusalem. The time is going way to fast!
It is hard to just focus on just one thing that I have learned while studying the Old Testament here, but I have had the thought of the kings David, Saul, and Solomon on my mind. It hit me how they all started out good, and trying to keep God’s command. Yet as time went on each of them was sucked down by different things. Satan knew exactly what would get each of them, and he got each of them to fall and leave God. This, in and of itself hit me, that Satan knew what to throw at each of them individually to tempt them. This is good to remember, we need to be aware of what we are up against. Now they are left with nothing no eternal happiness. It hit me how important it is to endure to the end faithfully. Brother Ludlow talked about those pivot points in each of our lives, and how we just keep ascending striving to return to our Heavenly Father. If we just can endure to the end and remember to be humble and try to always be improving. If we do this we will be able to counter act the tricks that Satan will use against us. We can learn from the mistake of the Kings, and not make the same fall they did. Always looking toward Christ and using the Atonement actively in our lives.
October 18, 2007
McCall Barrick
Brother Ludlow
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Today was a long day of classes for the Hebrew students. They had another day of double Hebrew classes, the last one finishing at 3:20. Trevor, April, and I decided that since we are not in Hebrew that we were going to go to the Tomb of the Prophets while they had class. When we were getting ready to leave we were talking to Archie and invited him to come with us. So the four of us set out, going through a part of Jerusalem we have never been through before. So that was pretty exciting. When we got to the Tomb of the Prophets we found it was closed, even though the sign said it was supposed to be open. That’s Jerusalem for you. So we decided to go to the Church of the Ascension instead. It was then that Archie remembered that he was in Hebrew and should have been going to class. In fact, he was in the first Hebrew class that had already started. We determined that we could make it back in time for the second class, so we came back to the center. It was really funny.
Tonight after dinner a bunch of us decided to go to West Jerusalem to take a break from our studying. In West Jerusalem we spent our time looking around and shopping. And we had to stop to get some amazing crepes from one of the shops. It was a very successful trip for all of us. We weren’t there for long, though, because we needed to come back to the center to continue studying for our upcoming exams. It’s all about balance here.
Thinking about an Old Testament highlight has been very difficult for me because I have loved everything we have done here. However, I have come to the conclusion that our field trip to the Galilee is definitely one of my favorite things we have done. Swimming in the Sea of Galilee was so much fun, with everyone playing and just enjoying themselves. Even Brother Ludlow joined in our games! But for all the fun we had, I enjoyed even more the spirit there. The whole area of the Galilee is so beautiful and peaceful. The night we were there a few of us sat out on the beach, looking at the stars, and sang hymns. It was so incredible to be in such an amazing place singing the hymns and feeling the spirit so strongly. Galilee is such an incredible place and I am so excited to be able to go there again to study the New Testament.
Brother Ludlow
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Today was a long day of classes for the Hebrew students. They had another day of double Hebrew classes, the last one finishing at 3:20. Trevor, April, and I decided that since we are not in Hebrew that we were going to go to the Tomb of the Prophets while they had class. When we were getting ready to leave we were talking to Archie and invited him to come with us. So the four of us set out, going through a part of Jerusalem we have never been through before. So that was pretty exciting. When we got to the Tomb of the Prophets we found it was closed, even though the sign said it was supposed to be open. That’s Jerusalem for you. So we decided to go to the Church of the Ascension instead. It was then that Archie remembered that he was in Hebrew and should have been going to class. In fact, he was in the first Hebrew class that had already started. We determined that we could make it back in time for the second class, so we came back to the center. It was really funny.
Tonight after dinner a bunch of us decided to go to West Jerusalem to take a break from our studying. In West Jerusalem we spent our time looking around and shopping. And we had to stop to get some amazing crepes from one of the shops. It was a very successful trip for all of us. We weren’t there for long, though, because we needed to come back to the center to continue studying for our upcoming exams. It’s all about balance here.
Thinking about an Old Testament highlight has been very difficult for me because I have loved everything we have done here. However, I have come to the conclusion that our field trip to the Galilee is definitely one of my favorite things we have done. Swimming in the Sea of Galilee was so much fun, with everyone playing and just enjoying themselves. Even Brother Ludlow joined in our games! But for all the fun we had, I enjoyed even more the spirit there. The whole area of the Galilee is so beautiful and peaceful. The night we were there a few of us sat out on the beach, looking at the stars, and sang hymns. It was so incredible to be in such an amazing place singing the hymns and feeling the spirit so strongly. Galilee is such an incredible place and I am so excited to be able to go there again to study the New Testament.
October 17, 2007
October 17th 2007 Stefi Faust
On Wednesday we took a field trip to Mount Herzl. Our Orthodow Jewish teacher, Ophir Yarden lead us on a tour throughout the site. We listened to lectures about Jewish history, including sad tells of pogroms throughout Europe. Ophir told us about the three most important events in Jewish history- the Holocuast, war for Israel, and independence. We saw Theordore Herzl’s tomb, the man who started the political Zionist movement. We concluded our tour with discussing the question of what the date for the commemoration of the Holocaust should be. The Jewish people decided on the week after Passover as the appropriate date.
We returned for a quick lunch and then headed back to class to learn about the different demonimations of Judaism. Next we went outside to pick olives to crush later this week. We are the first group to pick olives in over 9 years! We felt so lucky to be able to do this cool activity. Of course Maggie was the one to climb right up the trees to retrieve the out of reach olives. Brother Huntington cracked jokes and supervised our progress. Tawfic and Eran even joined in the fun to pick with us. We picked for a couple of hours and got covered in dust and dirt, but it was well worth it.
My Old Testament highlight so far has been visiting the Sea of Galilee. When we hiked Mount Carmel, the overlook of the Sea of Galilee was so striking. As we swam in the Sea of Galilee, it hit me that I was actually at a spot where Christ is known to have walked. It was a glorious afternoon, made even better when Brother Ludlow decided to come swim with us. After an exahusting game of ultimate frisbee in the water, we feasted on a wonderful dinner. That night at En Giev, a group of my closest friends sat on the beach, ate chocolate, looked at the stars and sang hymns. April and McCall sang beautiful duets of "How Great Thou Art" and "I Wonder When He Comes Again." The Spirit was so strong as we gazed out into the water. The Spirit testified to me that Christ really did walk on this water. God loves us enough to give us His Only Begotten Son, Jesus Christ to be the Savior of the world. I am so grateful for this special experience at Galilee. I feel so blessed to have the special opportunity to be studying here in the Holy Land and feel the Spirit so closely here.
On Wednesday we took a field trip to Mount Herzl. Our Orthodow Jewish teacher, Ophir Yarden lead us on a tour throughout the site. We listened to lectures about Jewish history, including sad tells of pogroms throughout Europe. Ophir told us about the three most important events in Jewish history- the Holocuast, war for Israel, and independence. We saw Theordore Herzl’s tomb, the man who started the political Zionist movement. We concluded our tour with discussing the question of what the date for the commemoration of the Holocaust should be. The Jewish people decided on the week after Passover as the appropriate date.
We returned for a quick lunch and then headed back to class to learn about the different demonimations of Judaism. Next we went outside to pick olives to crush later this week. We are the first group to pick olives in over 9 years! We felt so lucky to be able to do this cool activity. Of course Maggie was the one to climb right up the trees to retrieve the out of reach olives. Brother Huntington cracked jokes and supervised our progress. Tawfic and Eran even joined in the fun to pick with us. We picked for a couple of hours and got covered in dust and dirt, but it was well worth it.
My Old Testament highlight so far has been visiting the Sea of Galilee. When we hiked Mount Carmel, the overlook of the Sea of Galilee was so striking. As we swam in the Sea of Galilee, it hit me that I was actually at a spot where Christ is known to have walked. It was a glorious afternoon, made even better when Brother Ludlow decided to come swim with us. After an exahusting game of ultimate frisbee in the water, we feasted on a wonderful dinner. That night at En Giev, a group of my closest friends sat on the beach, ate chocolate, looked at the stars and sang hymns. April and McCall sang beautiful duets of "How Great Thou Art" and "I Wonder When He Comes Again." The Spirit was so strong as we gazed out into the water. The Spirit testified to me that Christ really did walk on this water. God loves us enough to give us His Only Begotten Son, Jesus Christ to be the Savior of the world. I am so grateful for this special experience at Galilee. I feel so blessed to have the special opportunity to be studying here in the Holy Land and feel the Spirit so closely here.
October 17, 2007
Laura White
Journal October 17, 2007
Mount Herzl Field Trip
Today we went on a field trip to Mount Herzl with Ophir Yarden. Mount Herzl and the surrounding areas – Yad Vashem and the military cemetery – are where the most important events of the 20th Century for the Jewish people are commemorated. Specifically Mount Herzl was established as the burial place for Herzl by David Ben Gurion in order to enhance the spiritual centrality of Jerusalem. It was interesting to visit with the focal point being a plaza wherein lays the tomb of Herzl with a stage behind it. A yearly ceremony takes place in the plaza involving singing, running torches, and requiring a special invitation to attend the ceremony. It was a nice day, a little on the hot side, and the park was pretty with plenty of little areas where one can sit and a teacher can lecture. In fact, we saw a few elementary school age groups touring through the park while we were there.
After the field trip, lunch, and Jewish narrative class we got to go outside and pick olives! I actually enjoyed it – the first time ;) – as we all trekked outside to pick olives from the trees above the JC. Amid much picture taking, climbing of trees, wobbling ladders, singing random songs, and throwing the “bad” olives at one another we spent a couple of hours filling buckets with olives so that we can press them next week and bring back home our own olive oil. By the end of the picking people were quite creative and I saw at least one girl up on a guy’s shoulders with a quick switch to another’s shoulders while the girl was still up in the tree. There were also throwing and catching of olives in the buckets and a few brave souls who dared to try the olives right off the tree. Someone said that picking olives was most comparable to picking cherries; since I haven’t done that all I can say is that picking olives is an experience people should have when they visit the Holy Land. J
I spent the time before dinner studying (as did many of the students that I talked to about what they did that evening) due to our excessive J amount of homework with the upcoming midterms, quizzes, papers, and mostly reading assignments. Then after dinner I went to choir practice. Choir practice was followed by more studying – it seems to be a common theme around here these days.
I think that my favorite part of the Old Testament thus far was the sunrise on Mount Sinai with the devotional afterwards. I thought the whole experience was exhilarating, gorgeous, and I gained a greater appreciation for the majesty and beauty of God’s creations and through His creations, Him. When Brother Ludlow first began speaking and said that he thought Moses would have been pleased seeing us up there, I really felt the Spirit. That experience made Moses and the Israelites more real to me. Mount Sinai was definitely one of my favorite parts of this school year.
Journal October 17, 2007
Mount Herzl Field Trip
Today we went on a field trip to Mount Herzl with Ophir Yarden. Mount Herzl and the surrounding areas – Yad Vashem and the military cemetery – are where the most important events of the 20th Century for the Jewish people are commemorated. Specifically Mount Herzl was established as the burial place for Herzl by David Ben Gurion in order to enhance the spiritual centrality of Jerusalem. It was interesting to visit with the focal point being a plaza wherein lays the tomb of Herzl with a stage behind it. A yearly ceremony takes place in the plaza involving singing, running torches, and requiring a special invitation to attend the ceremony. It was a nice day, a little on the hot side, and the park was pretty with plenty of little areas where one can sit and a teacher can lecture. In fact, we saw a few elementary school age groups touring through the park while we were there.
After the field trip, lunch, and Jewish narrative class we got to go outside and pick olives! I actually enjoyed it – the first time ;) – as we all trekked outside to pick olives from the trees above the JC. Amid much picture taking, climbing of trees, wobbling ladders, singing random songs, and throwing the “bad” olives at one another we spent a couple of hours filling buckets with olives so that we can press them next week and bring back home our own olive oil. By the end of the picking people were quite creative and I saw at least one girl up on a guy’s shoulders with a quick switch to another’s shoulders while the girl was still up in the tree. There were also throwing and catching of olives in the buckets and a few brave souls who dared to try the olives right off the tree. Someone said that picking olives was most comparable to picking cherries; since I haven’t done that all I can say is that picking olives is an experience people should have when they visit the Holy Land. J
I spent the time before dinner studying (as did many of the students that I talked to about what they did that evening) due to our excessive J amount of homework with the upcoming midterms, quizzes, papers, and mostly reading assignments. Then after dinner I went to choir practice. Choir practice was followed by more studying – it seems to be a common theme around here these days.
I think that my favorite part of the Old Testament thus far was the sunrise on Mount Sinai with the devotional afterwards. I thought the whole experience was exhilarating, gorgeous, and I gained a greater appreciation for the majesty and beauty of God’s creations and through His creations, Him. When Brother Ludlow first began speaking and said that he thought Moses would have been pleased seeing us up there, I really felt the Spirit. That experience made Moses and the Israelites more real to me. Mount Sinai was definitely one of my favorite parts of this school year.
October 16, 2007
Lauran Lloyd
V.L. Ludlow
October 16, 2007
Today is my Mom's birthday. My morning began in the gym rocking out on the bikes with President Browning and Brother Draper – good times. The rest of the morning was taken up with classes: Arabic, Old Testament, and Ancient Near Eastern Studies.
Lunch ensued, then Sarah Johnson, Kendra, and I went out exploring. We were trying to find a twenty-four hour convenience store we had heard was situated down a dirt path leading from the center. After wandering around in a field for a bit some Palestinian workers took pity on us and tried giving us directions out – they didn't know where the store was either. We decided to take advantage of this adventure and meandered around a Muslim neighborhood for a few hours. We found a plethora of mini-markets with cheap candy,pop-shekels, and fruit.
It was really fun being able to casually stroll through the streets and really see what the people are like here. Everyone was very friendly, and I enjoyed being able to see the more natural side of the individuals who exist in the mad situation created in this part of the world – the "real" Jerusalem. Orientation back in Provo had made me rather paranoid to come over here, and I spent the first month out in the city not smiling and looking down, avoiding eye contact, not wanting to 'provoke' anyone, but I realized out on the walk that people here really are just like people everywhere else.
I really enjoyed being out there among them, the kids and the mothers and the teenage guys hanging out. I love the people here and I hope to spend many more months throughout my life among them.
We sprinted back to the JC in time for class – Palestinian, 347. I got to talk to Mom and wish her a "Happy Birthday!" afterwards, then I headed to dinner. I ended up staying up way way way late watching movies, talking, and otherwise partying my socks off with various fellow JC-goers.
I don't know if I can choose a favorite part of this experience – so much has happened. The first thing to jump into my mind was watching the sun rise on the top of Mt. Sinai. It was so peaceful sitting through dawn, and when the sun burst into the sky it filled the view with a breathtaking brilliancy. But, I think I will choose the time I spent on the Mount of Temptation. The monastery was pretty cool, but it was actually during the hike down that the mount became memorable. I ended up situated between two groups of hikers, so I was able to travel in relative solitude (by JC standards, anyway). I was overwhelmed with what happened on that mountain. Christ had just been baptized, and then he wandered out into the wilderness to "be with God" (JST Matt. 4:1). After He had "communed with God" (JST Matt. 4:2) he came to this Mount of Temptation. What must Christ have learned during those forty days when he communed with God? It was right after His baptism and right before His call to the apostles – it must have included His endowment, as well as incredible visitations of love and knowledge from the Father.
I can't even imagine what those weeks must have held. Walking down that mountain, where Christ showed such strength in resisting temptation, I realized how human He really was at times, and I felt closer to Him. It is stirring to note that it is during the quiet moments of solitude in this country, when we truly commune with God, that the most poignant and lasting memories are made.
V.L. Ludlow
October 16, 2007
Today is my Mom's birthday. My morning began in the gym rocking out on the bikes with President Browning and Brother Draper – good times. The rest of the morning was taken up with classes: Arabic, Old Testament, and Ancient Near Eastern Studies.
Lunch ensued, then Sarah Johnson, Kendra, and I went out exploring. We were trying to find a twenty-four hour convenience store we had heard was situated down a dirt path leading from the center. After wandering around in a field for a bit some Palestinian workers took pity on us and tried giving us directions out – they didn't know where the store was either. We decided to take advantage of this adventure and meandered around a Muslim neighborhood for a few hours. We found a plethora of mini-markets with cheap candy,pop-shekels, and fruit.
It was really fun being able to casually stroll through the streets and really see what the people are like here. Everyone was very friendly, and I enjoyed being able to see the more natural side of the individuals who exist in the mad situation created in this part of the world – the "real" Jerusalem. Orientation back in Provo had made me rather paranoid to come over here, and I spent the first month out in the city not smiling and looking down, avoiding eye contact, not wanting to 'provoke' anyone, but I realized out on the walk that people here really are just like people everywhere else.
I really enjoyed being out there among them, the kids and the mothers and the teenage guys hanging out. I love the people here and I hope to spend many more months throughout my life among them.
We sprinted back to the JC in time for class – Palestinian, 347. I got to talk to Mom and wish her a "Happy Birthday!" afterwards, then I headed to dinner. I ended up staying up way way way late watching movies, talking, and otherwise partying my socks off with various fellow JC-goers.
I don't know if I can choose a favorite part of this experience – so much has happened. The first thing to jump into my mind was watching the sun rise on the top of Mt. Sinai. It was so peaceful sitting through dawn, and when the sun burst into the sky it filled the view with a breathtaking brilliancy. But, I think I will choose the time I spent on the Mount of Temptation. The monastery was pretty cool, but it was actually during the hike down that the mount became memorable. I ended up situated between two groups of hikers, so I was able to travel in relative solitude (by JC standards, anyway). I was overwhelmed with what happened on that mountain. Christ had just been baptized, and then he wandered out into the wilderness to "be with God" (JST Matt. 4:1). After He had "communed with God" (JST Matt. 4:2) he came to this Mount of Temptation. What must Christ have learned during those forty days when he communed with God? It was right after His baptism and right before His call to the apostles – it must have included His endowment, as well as incredible visitations of love and knowledge from the Father.
I can't even imagine what those weeks must have held. Walking down that mountain, where Christ showed such strength in resisting temptation, I realized how human He really was at times, and I felt closer to Him. It is stirring to note that it is during the quiet moments of solitude in this country, when we truly commune with God, that the most poignant and lasting memories are made.
October 16, 2007
Tiffany Dunn
10/16/07
Journal
Ok, so I was trying to find something really fun and exciting to share with everyone, but really there is nothing to share. Boring, I know. So here’s my attempt to make life interesting:
Today was a class filled day. Joy and rapture. I was really excited because I got to go to bed after breakfast…yay for taking Hebrew! Woot! Anyway, after people were done speaking Arabic we all moseyed on over to our Old Testament classes. After OT we had Brother Huntington’s class! Gotta love that man. We were then supposed to have a quick announcement session, but it was not quick. Oh goodness. It took the whole time until lunch! It was long….like 45 minutes long. My favorite part this week was Sister Lee. She got up and chewed us out, in a very kind, grandmotherly way, for taking food out of the Oasis. There were quite a few comical moments. Ha. Right after lunch we had linen exchange, always an adventure, and free time until class, yet again, at 4. Let me tell you, it was a long day of classes. But we had Brother Huntington twice!
In case you didn’t know, Dr. Musallam was having major issues obtaining his clearance to come into Israel proper. This was no fault of his own. It was a combination of the government, his wife getting in an accident (she’s ok), and Jewish/Muslim holidays. Because Dr. Musallam wasn’t able to get to the JC Brother Huntington gave the lecture. It was really enjoyable. My favorite comment was from Sister Huntington. It was something to the effect of her nicely scolding her husband for taking advantage of the teaching opportunity to fill the students head with his radical ideas. I laughed so hard when he told us that! Other than that it was a boring day filled with nap time and movies (the second half of Pride and Prejudice to be exact). I mean studying. J
Oh! And my apartment got ghosted! That was fun. We came home to a ghost on our door and some treats! It had a cute little poem telling us we got ghosted and to go do it to 3 other people. So fun and unexpected! Way to be whoever started that!
Now on to the OT. My favorite thing that I’ve learned from the OT actually came from our Mount Carmel field trip. When Grandpa Ludlow was talking to us, he gave us the most interesting insight. Let me enlighten you. Back in the day, (I don’t remember the date) archaeologists found a whole bunch of records in Syria and called it the Ugeretic Library. It contained hundreds of texts from (correct me if I’m wrong G’pa Ludlow) the time of Ezekiel and Priests of Baal. One of the things they learned was the truth behind the worship of Baal.
To help the people believe in Baal they would gather a group of the people in the early morning and take them up to Carmel. While they were praying around the altar it would burst into flame. The thing that made the people believe was that no one had touched the altar. It must have been Baal who did it! Allow me to prove otherwise.
The record indicated that the priests had foolery up their sleeves. The night before, they would get a little boy and climb the mountain. They would remove a stone from the altar that revealed a place inside that would fit a little boy. They would set the boy in the altar, give him live embers and shut him inside. All he had to do was try and sleep until dawn. When he saw that the priests and the people were there he would put the embers on the kindle and get the fire going thus tricking the people into believing in Baal. Boy do I love the Spirit and the fact that we can learn for ourselves instead of taking someone else’s word!
10/16/07
Journal
Ok, so I was trying to find something really fun and exciting to share with everyone, but really there is nothing to share. Boring, I know. So here’s my attempt to make life interesting:
Today was a class filled day. Joy and rapture. I was really excited because I got to go to bed after breakfast…yay for taking Hebrew! Woot! Anyway, after people were done speaking Arabic we all moseyed on over to our Old Testament classes. After OT we had Brother Huntington’s class! Gotta love that man. We were then supposed to have a quick announcement session, but it was not quick. Oh goodness. It took the whole time until lunch! It was long….like 45 minutes long. My favorite part this week was Sister Lee. She got up and chewed us out, in a very kind, grandmotherly way, for taking food out of the Oasis. There were quite a few comical moments. Ha. Right after lunch we had linen exchange, always an adventure, and free time until class, yet again, at 4. Let me tell you, it was a long day of classes. But we had Brother Huntington twice!
In case you didn’t know, Dr. Musallam was having major issues obtaining his clearance to come into Israel proper. This was no fault of his own. It was a combination of the government, his wife getting in an accident (she’s ok), and Jewish/Muslim holidays. Because Dr. Musallam wasn’t able to get to the JC Brother Huntington gave the lecture. It was really enjoyable. My favorite comment was from Sister Huntington. It was something to the effect of her nicely scolding her husband for taking advantage of the teaching opportunity to fill the students head with his radical ideas. I laughed so hard when he told us that! Other than that it was a boring day filled with nap time and movies (the second half of Pride and Prejudice to be exact). I mean studying. J
Oh! And my apartment got ghosted! That was fun. We came home to a ghost on our door and some treats! It had a cute little poem telling us we got ghosted and to go do it to 3 other people. So fun and unexpected! Way to be whoever started that!
Now on to the OT. My favorite thing that I’ve learned from the OT actually came from our Mount Carmel field trip. When Grandpa Ludlow was talking to us, he gave us the most interesting insight. Let me enlighten you. Back in the day, (I don’t remember the date) archaeologists found a whole bunch of records in Syria and called it the Ugeretic Library. It contained hundreds of texts from (correct me if I’m wrong G’pa Ludlow) the time of Ezekiel and Priests of Baal. One of the things they learned was the truth behind the worship of Baal.
To help the people believe in Baal they would gather a group of the people in the early morning and take them up to Carmel. While they were praying around the altar it would burst into flame. The thing that made the people believe was that no one had touched the altar. It must have been Baal who did it! Allow me to prove otherwise.
The record indicated that the priests had foolery up their sleeves. The night before, they would get a little boy and climb the mountain. They would remove a stone from the altar that revealed a place inside that would fit a little boy. They would set the boy in the altar, give him live embers and shut him inside. All he had to do was try and sleep until dawn. When he saw that the priests and the people were there he would put the embers on the kindle and get the fire going thus tricking the people into believing in Baal. Boy do I love the Spirit and the fact that we can learn for ourselves instead of taking someone else’s word!
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