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Wednesday, 24 December 2003
In the USA
I am now home for the holidays, and find life in Northfield Ohio rather odd after living in Jerusalem for so long. I'm so glad I'm going back in a month.
So right now I am working at Baskin Robbins and trying to pick up Arabic and Coptic. One of the night bakers at Baskin Robbins is from Egypt, which is cool because he helps me out. Also, I realized that the Coptic church of Cleveland is like 20 minutes from my house, so I went there last Sunday and am planning on going there regularly. The people there are really nice, but they are all really confused as to what to do with someone whose self-indentification is Evangelical, was Baptist, and likes Patristics. But as a integrate into the community more I hope I can open up more dialouge. Check out the church at www.stmarkcocleveland.org .
Have a Merry Christmas!

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Thursday, 27 November 2003
Happy Thanksgiving!
So, we all had classes on Thanksgiving. What a drag. But we have finals all next week, so at least we're done soon.
This evening I went with a couple other students to the Coptic Patriarch on top of the Holy Sepulchre. One of the girls is doing a paper on Orthodoxy for a class, so she went to ask some questions. So we all got to sit down with a Coptic monk and talk. It was all super interesting. Father Afri knew some english, so he had a deacon there who was an english teacher to translate some things for him, so we communicated pretty well. Of course, Middle Eastern hospitality, we were offered, i.e. given, pop and cookies, and then Turkish coffee, which is the first time I had it, it was definitly thick, but not too bitter.
After that we had a Thanksgving feast. This morning when I went down for breakfast I walked into the kitchen and saw the turkey's in the pots. I thought it was pretty cool until I also saw the turkey's head, eyes and beak and all, hanging over the edge. Here, when you get meat you get it all. I was mildly perturbed, but it did taste very good, the meat I mean, not the head. I had been meaning to invite Profssor Tov over for dinner all semester, so I thought, what could be better than Thanksgiving? So he and his wife Lika came for dinner and it was their first time visiting this school in about 15 years; Prof. Tov had taught here years ago. I think they had a great time, although not many students here knew of them at all, but now they do, so it is good.
On Cornerstone's webpage they are supposed to put a Core News story about Rachel and I sometime this week. Check out www.cornerstone.edu and see when it comes up!

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Sunday, 23 November 2003
Field trip to Jordan and the Negev
This last weekend our Physical Settings class went on yet another field trip. This is my story:
Sarah Wagner
Jordan/Negev Field Study
Physical Settings
Dr. Wright
23 November 2003


Thursday
After getting up at an awful hour in the morning, and after nearly throwing up on the bus twice, we finally made it to the border crossing at a very early hour. I found it amazing how a country that barely has a right to the land there has the right to exert full control over who goes and comes. This was obvious from the fact that the station was oddly layed out, halfway through constructing something official and yet not. On the Jordan side, security was rather lax; the security guard wasn’t even looking at the computer when our baggage was scanned. However, we did have to have an official guide and a Jordanian policeman at all times, but it was probably just to protect the Jordanians from the tourists more than anything else.
Our guide, Omar, otherwise called Jabriel, was a fun guy. I found it interesting that he was a Palestinian Jordanian who didn’t want to go back to his family home in Jerusalem; I also found his stories of being an Evangelical Christian of Aramean Orthodox descent fascinating. From everything I have been learning about the Middle East and the situation of the Christians here, everything Omar said fell right into place in my mind.
Our first stop was Gerash, which is the best-preserved Decapolis town. It mostly dates to the time of Hadrian and includes two temples, one to Zeus and one to Artemis, with theatres connected to both. The steps leading to Artemis’s temple were amazing, they were in sets of seven, so standing at the top of the stairs you couldn’t see them at all, which would be bad for anyone afraid of heights or obsessive/compulsive. The acoustics at the Zeus theatre was amazing, even a whisper would echo, which makes you think that the Romans could be smart sometimes.
After that we had lunch, then got back on the bus and went through the town of Amman. The people there were really nice. All the kids and everyone in the cars around the bus waved and smiled at us. When we stopped for water, Keleigh jumped out of the bus and went up and talked to a lady who is in English lessons right now, all the guys gave Keleigh the strangest look, the woman just lit up and smiled at all of us. It was so nice to finally meet nice decent Arab people.
The next stop was the Jabok river, which is a wadi leading down to the Jordan River where Jacob wrestled with the Angel before meeting back up with Esau. Jordan doesn’t have any environmental controls, so the river was black and smelled awful, but the thought was nice.
The next stop was Mount Nebo, where Moses croaked after seeing the children of Israel into the Promised Land. The traditional spot with the church was closed already, so we climbed the hill next to it and saw the most awesome sunset. The Mount is right across from Jericho, and it was mildly disconcerting to be only a couple miles away from the place I was at 6:30 that morning. When you consider that the Dead Sea is thousands of feet below Sea Level, and Mount Nebo is thousands of feet above, we had a pretty extreme view of the area.
Next was Medeba, the place of the Medeba Mosaic. The city of Medeba is one of the largest Christian cities in Jordan, and the atmosphere there was wonderful. The mosaic there, most famous for its Hagia Polis depiction of Jerusalem, was huge, the original mosaic must have been spectacular. We stuck around a little after and the custodian there told me the story of the oldest icon, which is also in their sanctuary. It is an amazing thing of woven silver and gold, which is poorly tacked into a frame.

Friday
We stayed in Petra that night, so when we got up, early, we went straight to Petra. Being the place where Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade filmed, there was an Indiana Jones coffee shop, but I don’t think it had trademark rights. The place reminded me a lot of Canyon de Chelly in Arizona; sand, rocks, dirt, and unfathomable cliffs. The Treasury, which is where the Crusader lived in the movie, was really amazing. It was rather disappointing to see that those kinds of things were everywhere, and there was nothing interesting inside them.
So instead, I walked up the 800 steps to the High Place where the Nabateans sacrificed. The steps were a pain in the butt, I can’t imagine having to carry a little creature up there with me. There was a lady on top who showed us around, but since it was Ramadan she kept on hocking up her spit, which was kind of disconcerting, plus I was dying of thirst and I couldn’t drink in front of her. The sacrificial altar was cool, fully equipped with a drainage pipe for the blood. The view from up there was amazing. On the way down we all got lost a couple times because the path wasn’t marked, but finally we made it past the goats, cats, and the Garden Tomb, we finally made it back to civilization.
We then went on another long bus trip to Wadi Rum, where Lawrence of Arabia was filmed. We took trucks out into the desert and looked out into Bedouin Land. Basically, it was a vast nothingness, but it was a flat place between the Spices of Arabia and the Mediterranean, so it was a great trade route.
We then went back into Israel at Eilat, and we realized that getting back into Israel is incredibly difficult. We went through a huge detector and the inside of my bag was tested for drugs twice. And then we had to walk across the border to Israel. At Customs we had twenty questions and the lady insisted that I was Jewish, and didn’t believe me when I said I wasn’t. From living here I have realized that I have a great name, both Jews and Muslims love anyone named after Abraham’s wife.

Saturday
After waking up in Eilat, once again very early, we went a checked out the Red Sea. It was very interesting to learn how Solomon was the only Israelite ever able to send ships down the Sea, and his collaboration with the Phoenicians in order to do it.
We then went up to the Negev by way of the border with Egypt. The tension between the two is immediately obvious. The security fence between the two doesn’t look that impenetrable, but the surveillance towers makes everything so much better. There wasn’t much out there except military outposts and it made me realize why the Israelites could wander around for forty years, the hills are huge, the wadis are deeper, and everything looks the same and desolate.
We then went to Mizpe Ramon, which overlooks the huge primeval crater. I thought it would be fun to hang glide off of it. It was amazing to me that of all the crazy things Israel has and of all the variety of ecosystems in this little land, it would also have a unique geological formation.
The next stop was Avdot, which was a Roman/Byzantine way station for desert caravans. Even though it’s out in the middle of the desert it has the largest wine press ever found, only built after the Christians came to the town. There were two churches there; one of them had a tomb with both a menorah and two crosses on it. The other one had a baptismal in the back. There was a cruciform shaped bath about 3 feet deep and 4 feet across. Next to it was a small basin. You would think that this place would solve the whole baptism debate, but it just raises more questions. It might be possible to do adult immersion baptism in the cruciform pool, but it would be really tight. My theory is that it was adult poured in the large basin, and then sprinkle from the small basin. Water was pretty scarce, so I was surprised that they didn’t simply follow the Didache and baptism by sprinkling sand.
The next site was Beersheba. This site gave us a good look at regular Israeli life during the monarchial period. The four-room house and the city streets really did give me the feeling that I could play house there, if I was younger that is, maybe. After that we went to Arad and checked out the Citadel there. In that there was a temple on the same plan as the one in Jerusalem, with two standing stones, one to Yahweh and one to Asherah. There were two incense altars there, and Rachel and Keleigh totally desecrated them by sitting on them. On one hand, I can understand the desire to not go all the way to Jerusalem just to pray to God. On the other hand, the prophets understood that the worship of Yahweh had to be pure.

Sunday
We started out in Arad and went down Vomit Highway to Masada. I usually get sick in the bus, and so I did get a bit sick going down the twisty mountains there. Masada was really cool. We walked up the siege ramp, and I had to stop and wonder how many 1st century Jewish people died and were buried beneath my feet. The coolest things on top was the swimming pool and the bathhouse. I found that it was interesting that the account Josephus gives of the Zealot’s last stand was probably all wrong. The siege ramp into Herod’s citadel was most telling that something happened there that Josephus didn’t want to say. I think that he just had a identity complex over the fact that he couldn’t carry out his own suicide pact so he projected upon everyone else that he thought was noble and good.
The next stop was the Dead Sea, where I got to swim, I mean, float, and smear black mud all over my body. It was kind of gross at first, but the feeling was amazing. And now my skin is super soft. I thought the Sea would hurt, but it actually wasn’t all that bad, and it was an amazing feeling to just float there and let the tides carry me like a piece of driftwood. Then we went up the road to the National Park of En Gedi, where there were Ibex’s, hyraxes, and load of other critters. It is here that traditionally David fled from King Saul, and the huge waterfall and numerous caves here makes it an obvious reason to hole up here.
Next was Qumran, which was so exciting. The ruins there aren’t much to look at, but I remembered the reconstruction I saw in the Grand Rapids exhibit and it was really neat to put it all together to the actual place. I also saw Cave 4, which was so exciting. At some parks there is a movie about the site, and the one here at Qumran was really bad. It was in the first person about a guy who lived there, which was interesting, but it made all kinds of conjectures that were annoying. You don’t need to say that John the Baptist was there in order to bring in the Christian crowd, it’s all interesting enough as it is. Nonetheless, I got to call Dr. Mohrmann from there and rub it in that I was there and he was spending the day sitting in lectures at SBL, which was sweet.

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Monday, 10 November 2003
Brrrrr...It's cold!
Today I can officially say is the beginning of winter. It rained a little yesterday, and it has been cool and windy, definitely winter.
Last night a bunch of us went to the mall and watched the Matrix. Very cool. On the way home, one group caught a taxi back to school, but another taxi wasn’t coming for us, so we jumped on a bus. It was my first time riding a bus in Jerusalem. Bombers usually dress themselves up as Hassidic Jews to disguise themselves, so I only got nervous when we went through the Hassidic side of town. Nonetheless, we finally figured out that the bus didn’t go anywhere near where we wanted to go, so we got out and found a taxi anyways. But I did get to see a whole lot more of West Jerusalem.
It is the middle of Ramadan and the Muslim Quarter is full of lights and parades every night. The other night we watched one for what looked like the Palestinian chapter of the Boy Scouts. A bunch of them were playing the bagpipes. I was confused until I figured that they were probably told that the Arabs invented the bagpipes first or something like that.
Last weekend we went on a fieldtrip and got to poke around on the roof of the Holy Sepulchre and go to a bunch of other hidden churches in the Old City. I knew the Holy Sepluchre was big, but I didn’t know it was that big. Especially when you count in the massive cistern of St. Helena, and the unexcavated parts beside St. Helena’s crypt. It’s no wonder that they just found another room on the roof that nobody has known about for the last 500 years. We also took a bus trip to the wilderness to see some ruins of monasteries, and even climbed down into the cave of St. Gerasimos.
Last week we went to the Feast of St. James at the Greek Orthodox Patriarch. Of course, James the brother of Jesus was the first patriarch of Jerusalem, so St. James day is a major event. I got to meet the Patriarch, i.e. kiss his medallion, and talked to the priest who is second-in-charge. They were very nice, and very humble. They all knew English very well and were so happy to see us and explain things to us. We also were given this loaf of bread that supposedly never goes bad. It symbolizes the Patriarch who feeds the community the Bread of Life. They receive it only twice a year, hence why it is made to never go bad. Although I think it does get very hard. Rachel is giving her loaf to her sister’s neighbor who is Greek Orthodox, it definitely is a gift that is priceless.
I have just 4 weeks to the end of the semester. It is sad to think that I will be leaving Israel. This place really gets to you after a while. When I go home the first thing I’m doing is going to Taco Bell and then to Wal-Mart, and then to some Chinese food. But then I’m really glad that I’m coming back. I can’t even imagine how sad I will be next Spring when I really have to say goodbye.

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Wednesday, 22 October 2003
Sarah- Field Trip to Galilee-Reflection paper
Sarah Wagner
Galilee Field Study
Physical Settings
Dr. Wright
Jerusalem University College
21 October 2003

Day 1: Saturday
On this field trip I started off badly by forgetting my park card. But then I booked it up the hill, up all the stairs, and to my room and got it. But I still felt stupid and the bus left late because of me.
Our first stop was Caesarea, which was really cool because it was a New Testament town. The Roman theatre there was awesome, especially for a theatre person like myself. There I also got to check out the mostly extant Byzantine bath complex. I was struck with how much of the Byzantine times was a continuation of the earlier Roman Empire. Which I knew, but it didn’t quite strike me how much the Byzantines kept around stuff that we would consider “pagan”, like baths. Though it did cover up a part of the “pagan” hippodrome, so I guess that was positive.
In the baths it was obvious that being a slave there would be a crummy job. The tunnels to light the fires for the caldariums was so tiny and scary. Playing with fire in there as well would be highly dangerous. The baths did have some very nice mosaics. But the most amazing thing was the piping system. In the walls were tons of clay pipes, most of which are still there, that obviously were used to bring in fresh water, take out old water, and run hot air around to the baths, and take smoke out.
The next stop was Mt. Carmel, which had an amazing view of Lower Western Galilee. The monastery there was dedicated to the event of Elijah defeating the prophets of Baal, so there was a statue of Elijah there that looked really scary. But more than that, the view from the eastern side of the mountains gave me a greater understanding of the movements of King Ahab and his international relations.
The last stop of the day was Tel Megiddo, which was a very large site. Here Jeroboam II of Israel had his capital. In the center of the town was a large grain pit that stored all the taxes paid to Jeroboam. I was struck by the irony of the fact that Israel broke off from Judah because they were being overtaxed by Solomon, but then they had the same problem with their own kings. It also occurred to me that the grain pit, being so large, and having no cover, the grain on the bottom would have rotted before anyone could eat it. Which was extremely wasteful, especially seeing how some years farmers would have to give practically 100% of their harvest in taxes.
At Megiddo I also learned that “Armageddon” in Rev. 16 does not refer to the city of Megiddo, nor its Tel, nor its valley. Instead it comes from a Greek pun from the Hebrew, and means “the assembly place” which would be Jerusalem. Which makes sense, because Jerusalem is a city that is fought over, and will continue to be fought over for a very long time.

Day 2: Sunday
After waking up at En Gev, which was a very nice kibbutz, and seeing the Kinneret from my window, which was extremely cool, we went to the very cool park of Qasrin. This Talmudic town was made completely out of black basaltic rock, which gave it a rather odd appearance. It was extremely helpful for me to see a typical house, reconstructed “in situ”, to put together what home life was like for the average Jewish villager in the 1st and 2nd centuries. The house also explained to me what Jesus meant when he said that he was building us “rooms” in his Father’s house. In the west we’re all so quick to make that verse mean that we’re all going to have a big house on forty rolling acres, when actually it just means that we’re going to have a small room within the small house where all of us, the whole family, will eat and talk and play together. The picture that Jesus gave, contrary to the King James translation, is one of an intimate family, not a group of individual kings.
From there we went to the Upper Golan, which was a different world altogether. The volcanic cones and the rise of Mt. Hermon, as well as the military presence guarding the Syrian border, made me realize how different the rest of the Middle East is from the Mediterranean ecosystem that the rest of the country has. Mt. Hermon was an awesome mountain, and at 6000 feet it is no wonder it was comparable to Mt. Olympus as a divine mountain.
On the way out of Golan we stopped by Nimrod’s fortress, which was a castle complex built to keep the Crusaders from pushing into what is now Syria. The site was very large, and had a great view of the region, although it would be such a bear to climb up to it all the time if you had to live up there. I guess that’s why people were so isolated back then. Some of us got a little lost on the far side of the ruins, and ended up climbing down the “extreme hiking” path, a mile away from the bus. But that was a lot of fun, especially the part where we sent Andy to sprint up the road to tell the bus to come pick us up.
The next stop was Banias, or Hermon Springs, or Caesarea Philippi. Here was a natural spring, where it appears that the water just pops right out of the rock. That this would have been seen as a divine miracle by the ancients is no surprise. However, I would have thought that the Romans would be smarter than that, but no. King Herod built a temple here to Caesar Augustus, who gave this land to Herod after he had wrested it away from Cleopatra VIII. There was also a temple built into the natural cave in the cliff face dedicated to Pan, as well as temples to Nemesis and others, as well as a goat dancing sacrifice place. After spending so much time in synagogues and churches, as well as ruins of other synagogues and churches, it was odd to be in the ruins of pagan temple. On the other hand, it may have been around here on Mt. Hermon that the Transfiguration took place.
We then went to Tel Dan, which has the largest natural spring in all the Middle East. The entire site is flowing with water, including the part which is called the Garden of Eden which includes Winnie the Pooh’s tree. The neatest part was the mudbrick city gate that dated to the time of Abraham. Seeing mudbrick like that intact is so rare, especially the mudbrick arch.


Day 3:Monday
This day was much easier, as we stayed around the Kinneret all day. But first, I was crazy and got up at 4 am to climb Mt. Hippus to watch the sunrise. It took 45 minutes to walk to the top, during which I decided that the smell of rotting dates and banana’s was just as bad as the smell of cattle. I got to the top just before the sun rose over the higher Jordanian hills. On top there are ruins of an Early Byzantine church and a couple other buildings. Rachel told me that there were cool mosaics there, but I couldn’t see them because the site had already been closed down with plastic and sand to protect it from the winter rains. Nonetheless, I was able to sit on top of the wall of the apse to watch the sunrise, and then to poke around the rest of the site for a little bit before I had to leave.
The first stop was Kursi, which is the ruins of monastery and church that remembered Jesus casting the demons into the swine. This city was a part of the Decapolis, the major Greek cities on and beyond the Jordan, so it was no surprise that there were unkosher animals here. Even more interesting is the fact that the man Jesus healed may not have been Jewish himself, as well as the fact that he proclaimed his healing in non-Jewish towns. The church there was most interesting because it housed a huge cistern in the outer courtyard.
We then went to the north side of the lake to Capernaum. There we took a boat ride out onto the lake and talked about the different methods of fishing. Fishing doesn’t seem to have been a very big business on the Mediterranean, leaving just the Kinneret to feed the area with fish.
The town of Capernaum was loads of fun. Historically, Capernaum was on the main New Testament International Highway to Caesarea Philippi and Damascus. As such, it was a very large town. This town was also the adopted hometown of Jesus. The site has a huge ruin of a synagogue, which dates to slightly after the time of Jesus, although it was built on top of an earlier one. Next to the synagogue is the ruins of an early church, which was built on top of the house that tradition identifies as the house of Peter. In the ruins you can see the larger and larger walls of the octagonal church, which probably also had a nave extending from it like the Church of the Nativity. It now has a Catholic Church built suspended above it, commemorating the church as well as protecting the ruins from the elements. The Church is supposed to look like a boat, but it actually looks like a spaceship.
We then went to a couple other sites, such as the Primacy of Peter church and Tabgha. These places were very quiet and refreshing. The Nile scenes in the church at Tabgha was most interesting, showing how international some of these cities on the International Highway were.
After lunch we went and saw the Jesus Boat, the 1st century fishing boat pulled out of the mud of the Kinneret and preserved just recently. I found it interesting that the Israeli’s referred to this boat constantly as an “ancient fishing boat” which makes sense since the museum is on a kibbutz. But even batter was the fact that they translated the sons of Zebedee as Jacob and John, instead of the stupid King James mistranslation of James and John. I love Jewish people.


Day 4:Tuesday
I enjoyed this day because there was more Greek/Roman/Byzantine sites. At Sepphoris I enjoyed looking at what a high-art mosaic was. The artistic techniques used here in these mosaics were definitely advanced enough even for a high Renaissance clientele. Usually one thinks of ancient art and sees it as being at a much lower scale of quality than what the Michelangelo’s and Monet’s did. However, at Sepphoris we see that, given the correct economic circumstances, i.e. circumstances equal to the situation in Europe in the late Middle Ages, the ancient artists could also have the wherewithal to produce great masterpieces.
After that we drove through Nazareth and looked out at the Jezreel valley. I found the explanations of the battle between Barak and Sisera most illuminating. The geographical context of the valleys and the hills greatly explained the nature of the battle. The story of Sisera and Jael was also loads of fun.
The stop at Bet Alfa was interesting, not the least because it showed, in comparison to Sepphoris, what a cheap mosaic looked like. The depiction of Abraham in the Akeda was hilarious, it looked like Abraham had a really major overbite. Nonetheless, the Jews there really did try to give their Synagogue a bit of nice public art and pizzaz, and you’ve got to give them credit for that. Although, together with the poor mangling of the Zodiac it faintly reminded me of how Christians can mangle art when they try to turn it into an item within the Christian subculture, CCM and Thomas Kinkade comes to my mind.
The swimming hole at Gan Hashlosah was very fun. Historically, it reminded me of the fact that if you wanted to go for a swim in the ancient world you always had to deal with the fish trying to lick your toes. On the other hand, I was also reminded of the fact that I’m not a very good swimmer, and rivers are very deep. But the swim, as well as the showers afterwards, woke me up enough to make it to the next stop.
The last stop was Bet Shean, also called Scythopolis. This place had a massive theatre, mostly intact, which was really cool. The entire city layout was pretty clear, which was cool because I got to walk the streets and go past shops and intersections just like a person back then would have. The place was destroyed by an earthquake in the 8th cent. C.E., so a bunch of the columns had fallen down and smashed right through the street. The fact that the marble for the columns were imported from Turkey made me realize how rich and important this Decapolis town was during its heyday. The Egyptian fortress on the top of the Tel was really neat because I was able to touch copies of the Egyptian inscriptions that they found there. The presence of Stone Age remains near the top of the Tel was very interesting as well, showing how important that site was from the earliest times.
The field trip was loads of fun. It was more interesting to be in a landscape completely different from that around Jerusalem. It was also nice to be in a place where the feeling that we were in a place where Jesus walked was more clear. I didn’t see a miracle there like Jesus walking on water or anything, but the presence of the octagonal church at Capernaum over Peter’s house did make the life of Jesus more real to me.


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Monday, 6 October 2003
Another fieldtrip
So, last Saturday was another fieldtrip. We went out to Beth Shean, Lachish, and a bunch of other Philistine cities on the coast. We saw the battlefield of David and Goliath, Solomonic gates, and this huge underground cavern where pigeons were "domesticated". We climbed up and down a bunch of Tel's, and we got great views of the land from the top.
It is now high holy holiday season. Today I woke up to the sound of birds chirping, a far cry from the usual sounds of cars beeing their horns on Jaffa Road. Today is Yom Kippur, The Day of Judgement, when all Jewish people fast and pray and beat their chest to atone for the sins of the entire world. Therefore, no one drives their car or wears leather shoes, etc. So there are no cars and everything is closed excpet for Synagogues and the silence is all so very beautiful.
I'm so glad that all of you have been checking out the websites that other students her have. Andy told me yesterday that over half of the hits to his website comes from Grand Rapids MI, because, obvoiusly, people in Grand Rapids are great!

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Thursday, 2 October 2003
Having Coffee with Emanuel Tov
So, Rachel and I ran over to Hebrew University yesterday to meet with Prof. Tov. He got us security clearence the night before, so he ushered us in and gave us a tour of the campus. Then he showed us his office, which includes the cot where he takes a nap (so much better than the floor of Pickett, I'm sure). And then the room next to his office, which is where the DJD, the series that publishes the Dead Sea Scrolls, was researched. So amazing. So then we went to the cafeteria and he got us coffee and we hung out and talked. He might come and have dinner on our campus soon. Prof. Tov remembered coming to Cornerstone, but he forgot Doug Mohrmann's name, so he referred to him as "the little man who smiled a lot". Which is about right.
So today I went down to around Mt. Zion and saw Oscar Schindler's grave, as well as the pictures of the horse that the gardenkeeper there had. Then Rachel and I had some time to kill before dinner, so went down to the Church of the Holy Sepluchere and poked around in some more corners. In the far reaches of the Church it's amazing how much graffiti, both sacred and profane, is there. Somebody really should clean it up.... We also found the benches in front of the Edicule of the Tomb that are 10 years after the end of their life. Somebody should replace them, but the Status Quo and money keeps them pretty much stuck there and disintigrating. But seeing as the Edicule itself is coming up on its 100th anniversary of being strapped together by British Iron beams, I don't think the benches is the biggest problem. Well, I'm off with everyone else here to hang out in the park with our Israeli friends and the nargeela.

ma'a salame

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Friday, 26 September 2003
Rosh Hashanah
So, everybody went to Elat for the weekend, except for I and Heather. So this afternoon we wanted to do something cool, so we walked down to the Church of the Holy Sepluchere, just to poke around. So anyways, the church looks small and junky on the outside, but on the inside it is so huge. And to think that the church Constantine built was even bigger, unbelievable. So yeah, there are so many nooks, crannies, and weird stuff there, you can get so lost. Though we did find the Ethiopian chapel downstairs, which was was cool, both in spiritual and tempature sense. And we also found the Latin chapel, which is extremely pretty in a very classy sort of way.
So then we were going to go down to the Western Wall and see if they were going to blow the shofar there. But we were early so we went up to the Wall itself and prayed. I tried to pray in Hebrew. I think God is Omnipotent enough to understand what I was saying. While we were down there the evening Muslim call to prayer was sounded. It was such a weird feeling to be a Christian at a Jewish holy site while hearing the Muslim worship call.
We then decided to run up to St. Anne's real quick and see if we could get a Mass schedule. So we get there and the Arab doorkeeper was like, daily Mass is everyday at 6:30 in the morning, and it's in French. So we weren't to sure about that. So he calls the priest there and so Father Lavoie, from Canada, comes down and meets with us. He's like, 6:30 in the morning is too early for students to go to church, especially church in French. So he goes and gets us a schedule of all the churches in Jerusalem and what language they're all in. So he accidentally mentions that they have a 40,000 volume library there. So I get excited and I tell him about my interest in Early Christianity and Patristics. So he takes us down there and shows us this huge library of like all the best books in the world. Then he tells me that the librarians name is Daniel and that he is there on Mon-Thurs, and I am welcome to come anytime then. I think I am in heaven, it's so exciting. So then, I also happen to mention that I'm learning Arabic, and he gets all excited and tells me about his Arabic language courses, so he goes to get his books from his room. But then he comes back and tells us that he can't carry everything out to us, so as long as we're not scandalized, we can come and hang out in his room. As we walked in he said "Thank God I never married, she would have to clean up after me." Which was rather sexist, but funny. So he showed us his Arabic books, CD-Roms, and CD's; which were so amazing. Then he also showed us the cool books he had in his own library and we talked about our favorite Bible versions. He also takes us up onto the roof, which has an amazing view of the Dome of the Rock.
After that we walked past the Western Wall again, but not that many people were there. I think they were all at the Synagogue.

Shova Tova.

Posted by journal2/juc at 8:56 PM EEST
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Sunday, 21 September 2003
Sarah - stuff
Last week was rather stressful. But I should have known that trying to learn both Hebrew and Arabic at the same time would be tough. I don't think I like Hebrew as much as I like Greek. Of course, just learning a biblical language only to read the Bible is rather annoying to me. I'm taking Arabic - spoken only- at the YMCA. There are no tests, ustaz Haloun just randomly shoots questions to you in Arabic and you have to answer him as quickly as you can, in front of the whole class. But this is my new preferred way of learning a spoken language. Arabic really helps here in Jerusalem, the Arabs in the Muslim quater really warm up to you once you practice trying to say your Arabic to them. There are some really nice shopkeepers in the Christian Quater that Rachel and I visit just to practice our Arabic, they get a huge kick out of all the cuss words we accidently say. Other than that, the super hard grading scale for grad students here is making me feel the pressure of doing really well. I just started filling out my applications for Notre Dame and Duke and I'm starting to feel a bit stressed. But I'll be ok. We all went on a fieldtrip yesterday, but Jericho is still shut down, so we couldn't get in there. But we did get out to 2 monasteries, the tomb of Samuel, and a crusader castle.

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