Road Trip

I’m packing at the same time as I’m trying to meet all of my “end-of-the-school-year” deadlines/activities. We are getting ready for a month-long road trip. It reminds me of packing to go to Israel. Making all the decisions about what to pack and what not to pack. What can I get on the way when I need it? I’m making those kinds of decisions as I prepare for the road trip.

This picture of the Garden of Gethsemane caught my eye while working on another project.

Our month-long trip includes 5 days at a writing conference (https://colorado.writehisanswer.com/). That is the only time we have planned. The remaining trip includes visiting family, but there are no specific plans.

This is the first time I’ve been able to take a trip like this.

As I look at this picture, I see things that are obvious, like the walls, the arches, and the flowers. They are obvious as the 5 scheduled days are obvious. But there is a lot that is not clear. What are activities hiding in the nooks and crannies? Where will we go? What will we do? Roy and I will find the answers over the next month. I’ll share the answers in my blog on the first Friday of June.

The Carpenter and Olive Wood

Aside from the faith-based reasons I am closely committed to Jesus, I have one totally human connection to him – wood.

Jesus was a carpenter as was his father. My husband, father, and grandfather all worked with wood. My grandfather made a living as a carpenter. For my father and husband, woodworking was a profitable hobby.

On one of our trips to Israel, after a lot of haggling, my husband purchased a small piece of olive wood, too small for the carver we met to use.

After returning home, we gave the wood to a good friend who works on the lathe. He turned this little cup for me. I love the grain pattern.

The cup, with wood from the earthly home of my Savior, was created by a dear friend, and connected to my family.

It brings back loving memories every time I look at it.

This olive wood cup turned by Don Edwards is a constant reminder of how I am surrounded by love.

Celebrating with Bread

Bread is a common food in every culture I can think of. One of my favorite breads from Israel is Challah Bread.

Challah is a brioche-type bread made with eggs. It is sweetened with honey and uses oil instead of the butter used in brioche. If you search for recipes, you can find many of them. And I’m sure, at least from the bakers I know, there are lots of variations of each one. I use the same recipe as my daughter, but both of us change it for different situations. The most significant difference I’ve found is the amount of honey to use.

Challah is a bread of celebration and is commonly served on Shabbat. This bread is braided into a loaf as in these pictures. Since I consider anytime I’m with family and friends as a celebration, I make it a lot.

During the celebrations of Rosh Hashana, Yom Kipper [as one of the foods used to break the fast of Yom Kipper], and Sukkot, challah is braided into a circle or a crown. The circle is studded with raisins. I also found one reference to braiding it into a crown in honor of Queen Esther on Purim.

While it isn’t tradition, I’ve found using challah as the base for cinnamon rolls can be very popular during coffee time at church.

Picture of Challah bread my daughter made.
Another picture of my daughter’s challah.

Behind the Scenes

Last year, 2021, celebrated 75 years since the three bedouin cousins who were searching for a missing goat discovered ancient scrolls in a cave. These are known as the Dead Sea Scrolls.

I looked up and used my camera to get a picture of the entrance to one of the caves where scrolls have been found over the years. Visitors are not allowed close to the caves. The windblown paths are too delicate to allow tourist traffic.

These scrolls are famous and well known, but this cave and the mountain look down on something I found to be more interesting — the settlement of Qumran.

A Jewish sect called Essenes lived in Qumran. These men are believed to have copied the scrolls written prior to 68 A.D.

They lived a simple life of work and worship. They refused to participate in the politics and the religious ceremonies corrupted by the culture in Jerusalem. It is hard to see in my pictures, but the steps leading to the cleansing and purification baths are polished by men descending and ascending.

In the late 60’s A.D., Israel was in a revolt against their Roman conquerors. The Essenes knew they would soon be killed and their homes destroyed by the Roman soldiers putting down the revolution. They placed the scrolls with the sacred writings of their faith, the Tanakh, what we call the Old Testament in jars to be preserved in the dry desert air. They worked on this until the very end.

As I sat on a bench overlooking some of the excavation, I visualized these men laboring only for their God and their faith, not concerned about their lives.

How would it feel to live away from the political and religious division in my world today? Do I have the faith to be this faithful?

Entrance to one of the caves above Qumran where the jars of scrolls were found.
These steps lead down to baths where the men would purify themselves as part of their worship. Note the steps split at the top. Men would enter on one side to go down the stairs. Others coming up the stairs would exit on the other side. If someone coming up after purification touched one going down, they would have to begin the purification process again.
In the closer, smaller room, was a cell where the Essenes would sleep. The larger room toward the top of the picture was where the community would eat and work.

Hummus

When I started this “Impressions of Israel” set of blogs on September 3, 2021, I shared my fear of embarrassment when I first arrived in Israel in 2008.

This blog is a continuation of that story.

After I got off the plane, I was comfortable and enjoyed what we were seeing and where we are going.

This particular day, we were walking through the Old City of Jerusalem to visit a community on the other side of the city. As we traveled a street in the Muslim quarter, we were told to move swiftly, do not stop to talk or look at anyone, and not to make eye contact with the vendors. This street was dangerous for tourists.

[Just a note here. The Old City of Jerusalem is divided into four quarters; the Muslim Quarter, the Christian Quarter, the Jewish Quarter, and the Armenian Quarter. Since that trip, I have learned there is a street in each of the quarters which is considered dangerous.]

We were walking swiftly and I felt myself knocking something over. It was a small table with a bowl of hummus. I slowed down so I could help clean this up, but I was grabbed by the arm and was pulled along with the others. I was told not to worry about it because it was just a bowl of hummus.

To this day, I wonder what would have happened if I had stopped and interacted with that merchant.

This is a bowl of hummus surrounded by pita bread. The bread is dipped in the hummus while eating. Even though the second Friday of the month I like to give you a recipe, I decided not to share one this month. There are hundreds of recipes. As one person told me there are as many recipes as there are people who make hummus and even more. For example, my daughter and her husband started making hummus from a generic recipe and are adapting it to find the exact mixture of spices and ingredients that is the taste they want. The basic recipe includes chickpeas, tahini, olive oil. Any number of spices can be used for more flavor, the most common is garlic.