Today was the day where we visited the Western Wall, or the Wailing Wall as some of you may know it to be called. It is here where some Jews and other religious peoples come to pray, and it is here, just past the wall, where God resides or so they think. And because of this thought for so many years stuck in their minds, it is almost natural for them to cling to the wall, to kiss the wall, to rock back and forth as they read from their book, and to have flailing arms as if they are calling upon the power of the LORD… but they aren’t. And this is a simple fact because it is not their own heart but in ours where God resides. When I was standing a few feet back from the longing for God of others, I felt saddened. See, I have God in me but at times, that is not enough. But the people long for the God of that wall and to them that is more than enough. I was saddened because I take for granted, so many times, the fact that I have Jesus in me when really, I am so fortunate to believe and worship a God that lives in me and not behind some wall of old. It was also at this wall that I wrote a prayer, and later stuck it in a crack where so many other prayers are placed. It was a prayer, a desire for passion, a new chutzpah for the LORD and His power. I want nothing more than to be satisfied with Him and Him alone.
All of the things that I have heard with my ears and seen with my eyes have proven this fact: THERE IS NO TURNING BACK. I believe in a God who provided for the Israelis when they were in the desert for forty days and forty nights; I believe in a God who tore the veil of the Temple in two to prove to the Jews that it was then that God left the Holy of Holies and entered their hearts. I believe in a God who thrust His power upon Samson and who blessed David’s faithfulness. I believe in a God who wants me to know that my story is wanted and needed. I believe in a God who is the God and wants me to glorify Him through my life, in my body and with everything that I have. I believe that I am God’s temple and knowing this, my life will never be the same.
1 Corinthians 3:16-17 “Do you not know that you are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you? If anyone destroys God’s temple, God will destroy him. For God’s temple is holy, and you are that temple.” Click here to see past Israel blogs or click here to see photos from our trip.
P.S. We also had the opportunity to walk through Hezekiah’s tunnel (which by the way was filled with water up to my waist and I was wearing jeans, so they were wet all day). This is the tunnel where Hezekiah brought water from the outside of Jerusalem in, before the fall of Sennacherib. To check out more of this story, read 2 Kings 18-20. Through the dark and damp tunnel, there was singing to lighten the mood… songs like “Part of your world” from the Little Mermaid (Rich knows all the words; guess that’s what happens when you have a 3 year old daughter).
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