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The Temple Mount in the Old City is Where Day 7 Started
The Temple Mount in the Old City Jerusalem is where day 7 would start. However, I wanted to try something new and be a little more adventurous – public transportation of another kind. Got up and headed out early so I would be able to make it into the Temple Mount area before the lunch break / prayer time. It was going to be quite warm today, but I knew shorts weren’t optimal for there.
What’s a Girl to Wear???
I would be having to layer up on my top half. Tank with longer sleeves over and cargo khaki’s that could be rolled up was what I went with. If you go and don’t cover, you will either wear their covers, or you won’t be permitted. The Temple Mount area is a holy site and you must respect their traditions and ways.
Not looking for parking today!
Decided to give public transit a shot today, so I took the bus. (Parking the car, finding the shuttle van – NO stress today, maybe – LOL!!!) Thank goodness kind people were willing to tell me where to get off. Walked through parts of modern Jerusalem to get to the Old City. It made me feel like I was in just any other city. Many of the shops were yet to open. The bakery was bustling. It smelled and looked scrumptious – talk about will power….
Quite the walk from the bus stop to the Temple Mount area in the Old City
The Dung Gate was just ahead. Beyond it, the Western Wall and entrance to go up to the Temple Mount. We weren’t able to go to the Temple Mount area in the Old City on our previous trip, due to tensions at the time. All I can say is wow, just wow. While standing there looking at this amazing, beautiful structure SO many thoughts went through my mind.
- This is a shrine to a human.
- It is most likely the very area that the God’s holy temple stood thousands of years ago.
- May have well been the general spot where Abraham was provided a ram to keep from sacrificing Isaac.
- Where Jesus would have strolled up and threw a fit because they were defiling His Father’s house.
Which carries me back to number one…. How does the King of Kings feel about others treading on His sacred holy ground to worship and commit atrocities to their god? They love him enough to sacrifice the lives of so many of their own faith to carry out these awful crimes? I love people, so I will leave this subject right here. No matter; the place is beautiful and worth the time and effort to see.
Amazing details that create such beauty
Upon exiting there is only one way in (yes, lots of security) and one way out. You exit through the Chain Gate. The doors were huge! The security guard saw me taking pictures of them and took the time to show me the ancient doors to the gate. Yep, I like doors…. They are for holding things back, letting others in, protection, but also they can be for division – to determine one’s purpose. Throughout life we deal with doors being closed, while others swing wide open. Starts & stops. Journey’s aborted, with other’s being birthed. Doors….hummmmm……
Rest of the day is just a bonus – Revisiting special places and seeing a few new ones.
Now, it was warming up and I was getting hungry. There was absolutely no way I was missing hummus at Lina’s today, so that’s where I headed. To say the least I was not misled, nor disappointed. The very best hummus I have ever ate! It is a small little hole in the wall, literally (most of the shops in the Old City are somewhat that way). Lina’s has two locations. I only made it to one, but I bet they are both delish!
I wanted to make a repeat visit one of the places that I went to on my last trip. The upper room. I wanted to go back, not sure why, but I just did. Holy Ghost was all around leading, protecting, sheltering, and covering me this entire trip. It was so hot, little smelly, and crowded that I decide to not tarry long there.
The ramparts offered a view that I was looking forward to. Off I went to the Jaffa Gate purchased a ticket and ascended that stairs of the wall that would overlook Jerusalem, as well as, the Old City.
After walking around the Jewish quarters, I went back descended crossed over the actual street to find the set of stairs that would lead around the other half. Met a handsome “Sultan” that wanted to pose with me. He actually wanted me to put that on my head, um “NO!”
It’s amazing what just changing your vantage point can do to your thoughts of a set of facts. This makes me reflect on the fact that with EVERYTHING in life is seen from many different angles. Not everyone is looking from my set of eyes. Even though they may be looking at the same situation. Many times, I should just breathe and remember, if I was looking up, down or from the inside to the out – I might just have a different solution or opinion for an opportunity.
Absorbing all I can….
Before heading to the house, I dropped by the Western Wall. Where I left my prayers and spent a little time. Then, I just took a minute – drinking in the sound, smell, colors, textures and people all around me. I knew that this would be my last day actually in Jerusalem, so I wanted to absorb it all. The beauty of the Temple Mount sets above all the sights and sounds, majestically reigning the skyline. Much of the time from many locations in Jerusalem you can see the Temple Mount in the Old City, begging to be the center of attention or resting as a magnificent backdrop. A site waiting for her King to come home, is the feeling that resonates through me when I was there and look at my photos.
My time in Jerusalem is almost done.
I made the decision NOT to take the bus back to the house. This afternoon I opted for the van to First Station instead. Glad I did, a whole lot shorter walk, and wait time today was nil. Day 8 was going to be a doozy. I knew I needed to get back and get some rest. Start time would be around 3:00 am. Going to make my last day in central Israel count!
I must say my heart might have been starting to break just a little at this point…. God had been so close while I walked the streets in the Old City. He led me to so many people, had strangers helping me and the warmth from this places wraps your heart up. You know who Elohim is before you leave if you are looking. Prayers for peace for that nation. Prayers that all who want or need to know Jesus come to pass. Many, many prayers for all who read this to go and see why that country is Yahweh’s. It is the “apple of His eye.” His son was born there, died there and will return and reign there.
Shalom, be Fearless & Safe, Happy, Rhapsodyville Travels,
Follow all my trip below: Days & pics DID NOT want to play nice so they are kinda out of order. Each day’s post will come up if you click on the picture.