Tuesday, January 31, 2012

2-1-2012 It's Dark Outside

Patti at Tel Aviv Airport

Rainy Day in Bethlehem
Wednesday morning (very early). It's dark outside but the light is shining brightly inside.  We arrived safely after first being told that we would miss our connection in Philadelphia due to our flight's delay in Nashville - God had much bigger plans..

On our approach over the Mediterranean Sea and into Israel, I was captured by how many kinds of terrain I saw just in a short 15 minute fly over. Barren desert canyons to fertile green fields and everything in between. I was reminded Texas, Tennessee, California and South Dakota all at the same time! Amazing.

Mike at Mt. of Precipice
By the time we arrived in Tel Aviv, got on our bus and made the trek to Bethlehem, the sun was down, but oh view lit by the city lights, the land demands to be seen (and should be). We traveled into Southern Jerusalem and I had no idea how hilly the entire region (not just the inner city, but for miles! It is more beautiful than I even expected.\

The people are incredible too, although we've not had too much opportunity to meet the locals - our pilgrimage group is as diverse and interesting as the land. And I learned some new things already from our guide, Mike, who is Palestinian...

... In Hebrew, the preferred greeting is "Shaloam" or "Mah Shalomkah" (loose translation - how is your peace?) and the reply would be "tadah" (loose translation - peace to you and welcome).  In Arabic, the preferred greeting is "Salaam" - same meaning. But to get more personal, greet your close friends in the following manner:

"Marhaba (Hi) abbibi (dear one)."

So... Marhaba abbibis, we wish you could be here with us.
Mark and Patti, sunrise over Bethlehem

Mark and Patti C.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

1-29-2012 A New Beginning



Lord, you woke me up at 4 AM this morning with inspiration, and maybe to get me set up for the drastic time zone change we’re about to experience. Regardless, I’m Yours and ready to listen and obey. Later tonight we will pray with friends and have a special communion moment, going through the four (five if you count Elijah’s cup) cups of Passover with the hope of letting you instruct us on the power of Your plan from the beginning.
So much to absorb, so vast is Your mind and heart, Oh God. I pray the joy of Your Salvation turn fears to dust. May the awe of Your Way be a light to my path. Let me be an eye (Ayin) to Your Word and a hand (Yood) to Your Work.
With a smile Lord, a whimsical request: Nathan, my son has said that the coolest (sic) thing would be if I we able to find him a snow globe in Israel. Game On? I pray this challenge causes You to laugh as well.


1-30-12 Foretaste of the Feast to Come

            It’s a part of the Lutheran liturgy I used to sing every Sunday, Lord, before communion.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Almost There



Almost there,

     
                                                And a highway shall be there, and it shall be called the Way of Holiness; the unclean shall not pass over it. It shall belong to those who walk on the way; even if they are fools, they shall not go astray.

No lion shall be there, nor shall any ravenous beast come up on it; they shall not be found there, but the redeemed shall walk there.

      And the ransomed of the LORD shall return and come to       
      Zion with singing; everlasting joy shall be upon their heads;  
      they shall obtain gladness and joy, and sorrow and sighing 
      shall flee away.

Isaiah 35:8-10

Very soon we embark on the trip of a life time – a year in the planning, a miracle by any standard. We were not supposed to be able to afford such a trip, we were not supposed to have the resources necessary. The political climate and all conventional wisdom have said, “NO”.
You, God say, “Yes”.
We’re ready, we’ve hungered and studied , planned and packed, our ears and eyes are open…but we have no idea (yet) how Israel will speak to us, just how it has already spoken  to others.
And I feel a sense of personal peace – no need to push an agenda. A friend, who has been, suggests to let my physical and spiritual senses take over. I get that – let the land and the people…and most of all, You, Lord to teach me, not me try to define them.
            I’ve even found some humor in the preparation (something somehow important to me – teach me why someday, OK Rabbi?). Patti asked me to track the weather in the different regions of the land. One day she wanted to know the temperature in the area of the Dead Sea.  Weather.com was unforgiving, Global.net, no help. No source reveals the current temperature for the lowest elevation on earth. I finally shrugged my shoulders and replied to her, “The current temperature of the Salt Sea is…Seasonal.”
            A co-worker asked me to bring him back one thing that would cause US Customs to ask 10 questions. I suggested, “One olive.” He responded that it should be something that wouldn’t spoil. I replied, “An olive branch.”
            Lord, all this rambling is not to entertain or to assure. It’s simply to release my excitement and anticipation and above all to say, thank You, praise You for the opportunity. Oh yes, there is one more thing: The Most important revelation of our readiness. Patti and I are ready in another way – as typical, You’re already teaching and providing for us in advance of our need – We pray nothing more than for Your will and desire to be played out in our journey. Let others know, by our love, our worship of You and Your work in us, that You are God alone.

Hallelujah!

Mark & Patti C.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

What's in a name?


What’s in a name?  

Mah Shalomkah,

Just a few more weeks and we’ll be winging our way to The Promised Land. In preparing for the trip, I’ve mentioned that Patti and I have been studying Ancient Hebrew word symbols and I’ve been amazed to learn just how significant each word becomes when its origin is discovered.  Even the names of people in the Bible tell a story and it got me thinking how different the Hebrew way of thinking is verses my very Greek perspective.

For instance, in my everyday way of doing things, I greet my wife and say her name, “Patti” (Patricia) but I say it as a familiar identifier, not taking in its original Latin/Spanish meaning – Noble (which she most certainly is!).

Nor do I suspect that when she greets me back using my name, Mark, that she is thinking of me as a Warrior (Swedish) or a Hammer (Latin) or my favorite – Polite, Shining (Biblical). Even more interesting is Patti’s and my names translated to Hebrew: פטרישיה – Patti, loosely translating to, “behold the sharp head speaking everywhere” and סימן Mark, “fastened and depending on water (life and growth)”.

 I’m not one to say that a name defines the person, but I do believe we are shaped by our heritage.  Our name origin is important in determining what we become. All I have to do is look at the name of my Lord and Savior to understand this:

Jesus, “Jesus – Jehovah is salvation.” 

He was called to be exactly what he became. Shouldn’t I be more in tune with what I and those around me are called…and are called to?

Patti and I had over to our house, some of the other folks who are taking the journey to The Holy Land with us. We had not met most of them before, but it was amazing how quickly we got to know and respect one another – not because of and special position or skills any of us held, but because of our common language – the Love of Jesus that was obvious in each. We had all become “pictures of salvation” and it was not difficult at all to translate His impact on each of our lives. I suspect that even if each of us were from another country and spoke in different tounges, we still would have been easily able to communicate. It gave me incredible hope for the trip to come where we will definitely be encountering foreign tongues.

I don’t have to speak or totally understand Hebrew (thank You, Lord – I was worried about my lack of translation skills). All I have to do is learn more about the names and symbols around me in my everyday life – and what (or who) they represent. I’m discovering how complicated we’ve made language and yet how simple it truly is: All we need to do is look at the pictures – the life stories spelled out in names, words and experiences of those around us – and respond to them using the language of the One who invented and is Love.

So now when we arrive in Israel, I will know also what is in that name (its picture) which means “He will rule as God”.  That will be a reminder of exactly Who is in charge of this trip and Whose word, instruction and symbols we will be seeking out on our journey.
To me, that gives a whole new meaning to the word “Follow” - haw-lak' (Hebrew). As you prepare for your own journey – whether far away or in just your every day haw-lak', what does it mean to you?

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 
John 1:1

Berâkâh,

Mark & Patti C.