A Divided City

 The past couple of days we have been busy busy out in the city on our field trips. On Monday we went to the Jewish quarter including the site where the temple of Solomon was originally built. 
Our first stop of the day included Skylor finding and purchasing our favorite ice cream.
I’ll be completely honest. We are both going to miss this bar! It is delicious. 

These are the stairs that were used when exiting and entering the temple (now in possession of the Muslims). 
These steps are the only original steps where Christ physically walked. Everywhere else is just the traditional spot or has been torn up or built upon. 
I know it seems simple but honestly one of the coolest experiences I have had here. I literally walked where Christ walked! 
But I can always walk where He walked, anywhere in the world. I just have to follow Him 🙂 
Now today we went to the Christian quarter 

This is a stained glass window from one of the traditional catholic churches (where we got to witness a mass) 

Hi. Welcome to our very normal and functional relationship. 🙂 

Picture of Christ from the Russian orthodox church near the church of the Holy Sepulcher. 

Lighting my prayer in the church of the Holy Sepulcher. 

The church is “owned” by multiple different christian sects- but guess who hold the actual key to the building?
The Muslims (there was so much fighting that went on about who owned the building that the Muslims had to step in to help keep the peace) 
This church was picked out by Queen Helena as the place where Christ was crucified. 

Today we also got to press olives for our own olive oil! 

1. Crushing 

(Still crushing) 

Skylor taking the olive mush over to the olive press 

2. press the olive mush 

3. Let the oil and the juice separate. 

Today I was reminded of my Savior and His atoning sacrifice for me. 
His sacrifice became more literal to me today when I actually saw the oil press and the olives. 
“He was wounded four transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities… and with his stripes we are healed.” Isaiah 53:5 
I am so grateful for the stripes that He has suffered for me. He is my Savior and my Redeemer. He carries me through times when I can not stand. I thank Him with all my heart. I can’t wait to wash His feet with my tears and my kisses. 

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