Tomorrow is Simchat Torah and then we head to Ariel for the Congress, so we made our last trip into Jerusalem today. Not having visited the Kotel yet, we made that our very first priority and, like last time, it was an emotional walk. So many men praying. It was a bit more crowded than last time we went, but nothing like three days ago during the Priestly Blessings when tens of thousands packed into the plaza at the base of the Wall.
It is an interesting thing. In Christendom, Scriptures speaking to the dwelling of God with man in a spiritual sense are emphasized while the Beit Hamikdash, House of Prayer (for all nations, as Solomon prayed for it to be) is de-emphasized. Still, on this trip I have met many, many Jews who are spirit filled, but may not understand the Messiah in the same way I do. The trip to the Kotel, the western Wall, dashes the Christian de-emphasize.
Along with my three younger sons, I carefully slipped through the praying mass toward an empty spot on the Wall where we could Continue reading “Last day in Jerusalem, a mixed bag….”