Wet your appetite

See? It’s totally a pun. If you look closely, you can see me emptying some Jordan River out of my North Face Hedgehogs.

There is a LOT to process after hiking 7 days in Israel (as if the Forge didn’t give me enough to mull over as it is). So, for those of you who don’t roll with Facebook, here’re some shots from my time over there to tide you over until I have real, collected thoughts to share.

Me standing on the old aqueduct at Caesarea, on the Mediterranean coast. This is an artificial port built in the first century A.D.; scholars still can’t figure out how homeboy constructed some of the stuff he did.

(Faith lesson though: you can collect pieces of marble from his ruined palace on that  beach below. His works, great as they were, weren’t built to last. The followership of his contemporary, Jesus, however…)

Me and the other Forge guys doing a barbaric YAWP in the Jordan. When “Dead Poets’ Society” is one of the only films you get to watch all year, it tends to come up a lot…

One of the sweeter times of prayer in my life, and not just because we had to wear paper yarmulkes: The Western Wall. The closest site to the old Holy of Holies on the Temple Mount, and a place our Jewish forerunners revere a LOT.

( How casually do I take the opportunity to have unfettered conversation with the Un-Created who is master of EVERYTHING? This reminds me of the magnitude of Who I have commited myself to.

And I am pretty small, let me tell you…)

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A word of gracias to the other Forgies who took these shots: I figure saying “tag me” is cheaper than actually buying a camera. That’s my frugality coming out.

For more pictures, plus a day-by-day rundown of where we went and what we saw, check my Forge director’s blog: http://lantzfam.blogspot.com

Take-away thoughts and stories by Tuesday…