In the year and half prior to leaving on the trip,
I fussed and cried to the Lord, daily about ALL
the reasons why I could not go on this very long trip.
I knew in my heart of hearts, He had something for me.
I knew He was trying to do me good, not harm.
I knew a lot of things, but I never knew the depth of His love.
Pictured is my “Comfort” blanket where all the verses He spoke to my heart for the trip are written. (I will share that another time)
“It’s an eleven day journey…”Genesis 46:1 ESV
In all my excuses, He brought me to this verse; the
same number of days of my trip!
Yes, the Lord knew EXACTLY how long, how far, and how wide
the trip would be.
After listening to the music of the waves all night,
I woke to this beautiful view of the Mediterranean Sea.
My strength was renewed from air travel, and
the day ahead was filled with treasures
I could have never imagined or planned.
First stop, Caesarea.
Caesarea was named in honor of Augustus Caesar by Herod the Great.
Time frame about 22 to 10 BC
Paul would have stood here in from of Flex the governor in Acts 23:23
Herod loved his chariot races.
Uncovering of Herod’s swimming pool.
Mosaic tiles on the bottom of the pool.
Looking toward what was once a prison at this major seaport in New Testament times.
Love the shells of Caesarea.
One of my fellow pilgrims…lot’s of kitties in Israel too.
The famous Roman aqueducts used to bring fresh water in from Mount Carmel.
I pray you are blessed with a bit of photos and travel on
this “eleven day journey…”