Easter - this time Russian style

The morning didn't start off too well.  We left the hotel early so that we could avoid the crowds. Our first stop was supposed to be the lovely village of Ein Karem, the birthplace of John the Baptist and the site where Mary and Elisabeth encourage one another when each was pregnant. Our plans went awry when all the roads to the village were closed for some type of marathon.

One of the pilgrimage principles is to see every "roadblock" as s opportunity. So instead of grumbling, we made our way to the Russian Orthodox Church instead.

Paige with a bum foot

The church sits at the top of a steep mountain, which means lots of stairs to get to the top. Did I mention that Paige broke her foot the day before in Jericho?  Between a wheelchair and crutches, as well as the helping hand of her fellow travelers, we made our way up to the top of the church. Having never been there before, all I kept thinking was that I hope it will be worth it.

My expectations were exceeded on every level.

Russian Orthodox Church 

We entered the church to find a service already underway. There were nuns and priests chanting and praying and carrying all manor of religious objects. Turns out we had stumbled into the mass of the resurrection. This is now our third Easter celebration!  Mindful that this was their worship service, we refrained from taking photos of this glorious church until the service was over.

Easter Mass

The spirit of worship lingered as we made our way into the old city of Jerusalem. The Church of St. Anne is situated next to the old Sheep's Gate were the healing pool of Bethsaida is located. We read the story of the man who was healed by Jesus. His haunting question is a good one for us to ponder,"Do you want to be made well?"

As we stopped into the Crusader church, we were treated to Russian music again. Pilgrims come to sing in this beautiful church. After the Russian group, we heard signing in another language. It was then our turn to lift up our voices in praise. "Alleluia . . . Lord we love you . . . Christ our savior."

Praying at the Wall

Our hearts full, we stopped at the Western Wall for prayer. Tari brought prayers from the confirmation class in Cincinnati to put in the wall. Others had prayers of their own as well as prayers from friends. The Jews believe the presence of God is in these stones. While we believe God is everywhere, it is understandable why people find this place a sacred space. So many millions of prayers have been said here.

At the Western Wall

Out next stop was the Church of Peter at Gallicantu.  This is where Jesus was questioned, imprisoned, and likely tortured. We visited the courtyard of the high priest where Peter denied Jesus three times.

Beth and Jenny at Gallicantu

After lunch, the group toured the "Walled Off Hotel" and the Separation Wall.

Banksy's Walled Off Hotel 

The day ended with a surprise.  We were invited to eat dinner with local Palestinian families. More on that tomorrow.