{"id":4447,"date":"2011-08-14T09:12:28","date_gmt":"2011-08-14T13:12:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=4447"},"modified":"2011-08-14T09:12:28","modified_gmt":"2011-08-14T13:12:28","slug":"the-accidental-pilgrim-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=4447","title":{"rendered":"The Accidental Pilgrim, Part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

(The Accidental Pilgrim, Part 1<\/a>)<\/p>\n

Capernaum, Mount of Beatitudes, Jordan River, Hippo\/Susita<\/p>\n

Hello from Jerusalem,<\/p>\n

The night\u2019s \u201crest\u201d at the monastery re-emphasized for me just how rural Galilee is.\u00a0 Roosters crowing even before the crack of dawn (not polite, pious roosters giving a single, helpful wake-up call like in the movies, but repeatedly every 20 minutes or so, not conducive to getting back to sleep, or to being very thankful to the Creator for this bit of animal diversity!), a donkey\u2019s raucous hee-hawing and other assorted animal noises.\u00a0 Still, I don\u2019t think any of us woke up too angry at all the noise.\u00a0 That would have been hard to do at sunrise on the Sea of Galilee.\u00a0 The entire body of water is surrounded by hills over which the sun rises and sets.\u00a0 Standing lakeside watching the sky change colors and anticipating the sun\u2019s arrival was a beautiful moment, made more memorable by vast flocks of birds silently flying over the face of the water, looking for fish and moving to their day-time roosts.\u00a0 Seeing several small boats of fishermen (I\u2019m not kidding), made me certain this was a scene similar to what Jesus would have regularly seen.\u00a0 The moment was holy, exciting, transcendent.<\/p>\n

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Sunrise over Galilee<\/p><\/div>\n

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After breakfast, Fr. Irinarchos, an energetic 40ish Greek Orthodox priest, gave us a tour of the grounds, showing us ancient grindstones, and other things that were a part of daily life in Capernaum, as well as the results of his clever husbandry of the monastery grounds including trees trained to form a thick roof over picnic tables and peacocks.\u00a0 Before we left, he offered to take us later to an interesting archeological site on the other side of the lake.\u00a0 After visiting other sites with our own monastic guides, we would return to be led by him.<\/p>\n

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Part of our monastic breakfast<\/p><\/div>\n

From Capernaum, we drove up to the Mount of Beatitudes.\u00a0 At first glance we weren\u2019t impressed.\u00a0 It looked like a pilgrim processing place.\u00a0 At the gate, pilgrims paid an entrance fee.\u00a0 A new looking building housed a sleek, modern souvenir shop and a high priced snack bar.\u00a0 The church itself is octagonal, made of gray blocks and fairly unremarkable.\u00a0 OK, I thought.\u00a0 Ho Hum.\u00a0 This is nice.\u00a0 What\u2019s next?\u00a0 Then we stepped out onto the church\u2019s porch.\u00a0 The view was marvelous: the water shimmered in the distance, surrounded by green, rolling hills.\u00a0 We saw few people.\u00a0 Lovely.\u00a0 As before, Mother Katherine pulled out the book and we started reading the passage, not just a few verses as before but all three chapters of the Sermon on the Mount.\u00a0 It was while we read this that the Accidental Pilgrim was born, listening to those familiar words in the setting where they were first spoken:<\/p>\n

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven\u2026
\nBlessed are the peacemakers for they shall see God\u2026
\nYou are the salt of the world\u2026
\nIf anyone strikes you on the right cheek, turn to him the other, also\u2026
\nConsider the lilies of the field\u2026they neither toil nor spin, yet even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed as one of these\u2026
\nEveryone who hears these words of mind and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on a rock\u2026<\/p>\n

We were all moved.\u00a0 Each reader (I didn\u2019t even try to read) seemed just this side of tears.\u00a0 I pictured a man standing on this breezy hill overlooking the Sea of Galilee with a large crowd sitting, rapt, hanging on every word, amazed, delighted, maybe even a little disturbed at the message he preached.\u00a0 My wife, later, called one of her cousins the Accidental Pilgrim: coming to the Holy Land to see the sites and read the verses, but once here being surprised by the nearness and reality of the message, of the faith, of God Himself.<\/p>\n

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The view from the Mt. of the Beatitutdes<\/p><\/div>\n

From there we saw several other places connected to an event in the life of Jesus, such as where he fed 5,000 people with only five loaves and two fishes, then picked up Fr. Irinarchos, who took us first to the banks of the Jordan river which was a bit chilly, but not really wide.\u00a0 Being local, he took us to the local place:\u00a0 no souvenirs, no entry fee, no bottles of holy water for sale but rather only a smallish river about 20 feet across flowing with as much holy water as you\u2019d care to see at one moment.\u00a0 I was glad the spot was completely natural and perhaps resembled what Jesus knew and saw.\u00a0 We waded in it, splashed some on our faces and hands, and thanked God for cleaning us up.<\/p>\n

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Pilgrims and monastics at the banks of the Jordan<\/p><\/div>\n

After the Jordan we proceeded to the ruins of one of the cities of the Decapolis, Hippos (not where Augustine was from), now called Sussita.\u00a0 To get there we had to turn off the main road onto a small lane with a sign that said, “Do not enter,” though the site we were going to is a national park!\u00a0 We drove on a winding road, up and up a hill at least twice as high as the Mt. of Beatitudes to a large outcropping of rock on which the city had once stood. \u00a0\u00a0To get to the site, you had to walk a rugged trail with signs on each side that read, “Danger, Land Mines,” not something you see in every national park!\u00a0 This area is on the edge of the Golan Heights which Israel occupied in 1967 and annexed in 1981.\u00a0 You can still see the remnants of the fighting, including barbed wire covered bomb shelters.<\/p>\n

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Not a sign you'd expect in most national parks<\/p><\/div>\n

From the top, the entire Sea of Galilee was visible: a stunning sight.\u00a0 You could even see Mt. Tabor in the distance.<\/p>\n

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Mt. Tabor in the distance, beyond the far edge of Galilee<\/p><\/div>\n

The city was founded around 240 BC, and destroyed by an earthquake in 700 AD.\u00a0 The ruins of five churches and a monastery made this place amazing and wonderful.\u00a0 Many parts of the site had been cleared but left untended.\u00a0 We had free access to beautiful mosaic floors (protected by archaeologists under a thin layer of sand and cloth), and other pieces of church architecture.\u00a0 We saw a beautifully preserved portion of an iconostasis, the icon screen used in Orthodox churches even to this day.\u00a0 We saw a reliquary which, when first unearthed, had contained the bones of someone, possibly an early Christian martyr, who had clearly died of animal wounds.\u00a0 (The bones had been removed.)\u00a0 In another part of the ruins we saw a slanted floor on which grapes were pressed so the juice could run out through an opening into a large vat where it fermented and became wine, plus olive presses.\u00a0 I took my children to see this place when they were here for Christmas and it was their favorite site in Galilee.\u00a0 It feels very raw and real and almost alive, like the last inhabitants haven\u2019t really been gone all that long, like the last note of the last chant still hangs in the air of that cool, breezy, hilltop.<\/p>\n

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A view of Hippos. Iconostasis in the foreground, Galilee in the background.<\/p><\/div>\n

Galilee connected me, my family, and our guests to Jesus and the early days of the Christian faith in a powerful, surprising way.\u00a0 Before the trip, I didn\u2019t take pilgrims very seriously.\u00a0 Now, I\u2019ve discovered that I am one.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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