<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:18:42.245+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Biblical Languages for the Love of God</title><subtitle type='html'>שלום (Shalom) and χαίρετε (greetings!), friends, 
My first trip to Israel is the beginning of my first blog. Soon I will finish this series on my trip. Then I plan to keep up the blog once a month or so.
ישמרך אדוני (May the Lord keep you)  and ἔρρωσο (be well)!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-8327038066027867616</id><published>2009-07-19T21:59:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:40:11.067+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Philistine Sites and another Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days 28-30:&lt;/span&gt; July 15-17, 2009, Wednesday-Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was our final field trip. Since Samson battled the Philistines, we went to a couple of Philistine sites, Ashqelon and Tel Qasile. Thursday was a day of class, then Peter and I had to make a "quick" trip into Jerusalem, before another very nice dinner with the Buth family, where we were guests with the Bible translators in the classes. Friday was our course final, a celebration, and then we rented a car to take trips our last three days. I'll tell you about those later. Let me just say a few things about our field trip on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashqelon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmNxVUQAk4I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Z7wF82DnSXY/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmNxVUQAk4I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Z7wF82DnSXY/s200/IMG_0346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360252592528069506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashqelon was one of the five major Philistine cities during the time of Samson; of course there were numerous villages around each city. In the first photo, you can see the remains of ancient city walls. The first occupants of Ashqelon seem to be Canaanites. The site was also occupied by Egyptians, then later the Philistines. These ancient wall ruins are actually from the crusaders in medieval times. But they built their walls on top of the ancient wall ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmNxVIRLzEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xMfWpDrpz68/s1600-h/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmNxVIRLzEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xMfWpDrpz68/s200/IMG_0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360252589311773762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the top of the wall ruins, which form the western edge, the Jerusalem Gate, you can look eastward to the Great Sea (a.k.a., the Mediterranean Sea). The second photo looks in towards the city. Many trees grow there now, since it is a park; perhaps they did then, but the city would have been crowded with people. It is really quite beautiful. The ruins on the site include many Roman remains. Caesar imported lots of stone from Italy. I can image that this must have been a resort for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmNxVwJtyJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/q6TPLRGxDUc/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmNxVwJtyJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/q6TPLRGxDUc/s200/IMG_0360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360252600017864850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop at the park was a reconstruction of an ancient Canaanite city gate. This gate on the north part of the city wall dates to about 1875 BC. You can see the blocks that are original. The plaster and lighter colored blocks reconstruct what the gate was like. Notice the archway. The Canaanites made clay bricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson bet his 30 friends at his bachelor party that if he gave them a riddle and they could solve it, he would give them each a set of fine cloths; but if they couldn't solve it, they would each give him a set of fine clothes, 30 total. The "friends" couldn't figure it out, but threatened his wife and her family if she didn't tempt him to give her the answer. Samson eventually gave in to his wife's pressure, she told her people, and Samson lost the bet. To pay the debt, Samson went to this Philistine city, killed 30 Philistines, took their clothes, and gave a set to each of the friends. Why go to Ashqelon? Because it was a wealthy city, and he knew he could find people with fine clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tel Qasile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the Haaretz Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tel Qasile is not so significant in itself, but it is an archaeological site with a great museum, located within the city limits of modern Tel Aviv. What is great about the site is that, even though it was built and rebuilt for centuries, it was only occupied by Philistines. If you come to Israel, this is one place you must visit. The museum includes other Israelite things as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN_h9WCD6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/X8tR_AHl-D4/s1600-h/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN_h9WCD6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/X8tR_AHl-D4/s200/IMG_0415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360268202880405410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The museum includes an exhibit hall with many artifacts found here and elsewhere, chiefly pertaining to the Philistines. Of the many interesting things were a couple of sarcophagi. The Philistines were clearly influenced by the Egyptians here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN9n-X7ZEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ighDN2IbsEs/s1600-h/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN9n-X7ZEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ighDN2IbsEs/s200/IMG_0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360266107212751938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN9oMqGhEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/h36UL97KKwE/s1600-h/IMG_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN9oMqGhEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/h36UL97KKwE/s200/IMG_0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360266111047074882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN9npo7ZHI/AAAAAAAAAPg/00LOJihsujQ/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN9npo7ZHI/AAAAAAAAAPg/00LOJihsujQ/s200/IMG_0403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360266101646910578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a reconstructed Israelite house containing archaeological finds. This gives the visitor a good sense of what life was like for Israelites in biblical times. The first picture shows one of us leaning on a post. The first photo is taken from the door. The person is standing in a courtyard. To the left is where work might be done, including cooking. The second photo shows one of the rooms on the right side. This is a place for sleeping. Other rooms might be used for storage. The third photo is of a cooking pot. The pot would be set on a hearth. Discoveries in these pots include the bones of dogs, apparently part of the diet of Philistines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN9okRKD7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/A_u4cb6hkg8/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmN9okRKD7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/A_u4cb6hkg8/s200/IMG_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360266117384900530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the museum had outside displays. These included a reconstructed threshing floor and other refining tools. In this picture is an olive press. Aaron, one of our teachers, and son-in-law to Randall Buth, shows how Samson might have spent some of his time after he was betrayed by Delila. He finally gave in to her pressure and told the (last?) secret of his strength, his uncut hair. Delila shaved him, and he become like any other man. The Philistines captured him, blinded him, and made him work in the house of the grinder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting these places was very enlightening. I took many pictures. I plan to use them in teaching Hebrew and even Greek. Learning Greek and Hebrew using conversational, interactive learning is a lot of fun for teachers and students. I hope readers of my blog will give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to finish my blogging until after I return home. I hope you'll come back. Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brakhot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-8327038066027867616?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/8327038066027867616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/philistine-sites-and-another-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/8327038066027867616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/8327038066027867616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/philistine-sites-and-another-dinner.html' title='Philistine Sites and another Dinner'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmNxVUQAk4I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Z7wF82DnSXY/s72-c/IMG_0346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-1558296655363044227</id><published>2009-07-17T11:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:32:40.660+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 27:&lt;/span&gt; July 14, 2009, Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a study day, so I'd like to introduce three other members of our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmAy-RuBdvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BmqSbXDGg2c/s1600-h/IMG_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmAy-RuBdvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BmqSbXDGg2c/s200/IMG_0315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359339602060605170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Vera comes from Ecuador. He is an associate minister of a church there focusing on people aged 25 and above. Of course his native language is Spanish, but he is also very fluent in English. His ability to speak in Hebrew is very strong. He can speak very fast. He is always smiling and a joy to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmAy-0KBp4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/3EeOqP6LhUk/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmAy-0KBp4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/3EeOqP6LhUk/s200/IMG_0314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359339611304863618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karin Fowler is today's rose among thorns. She just graduated from Columbia International University. She plans to return there this fall and be a TA for Bryan Beyer, a professor of OT (Bryan and I are email friends). Meanwhile, she is considering Ph.D. programs. Karin was one of the few people not staying at the Kibbutz. She and some other students in the Greek course here had a friend living in Jerusalem. So, they rented a car and drove in. Unfortunately, we were not able to spend as much time with her as with those who stayed here, but she did a great job in class and added much to our group. Plus, when we did Ruth, she was the only woman in class to act out things. (We all changed roles, though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmAy_MF5_rI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JP2RzryUjY4/s1600-h/IMG_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmAy_MF5_rI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JP2RzryUjY4/s200/IMG_0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359339617730035378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, here is Josh Venderzouwen. Josh teaches OT survey courses at Cornerstone University in Grand Rapids, MI. He spent the last two years teaching at a high school, where he also led training for the football team and coached basketball. Josh is also looking in to a Ph.D. program and hopes to teach Bible eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the great pleasures, as I have already said, is meeting such wonderful people, who are interested in the same things. As much as I am looking forward to getting home, I will miss them. We hope to keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brakhot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-1558296655363044227?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/1558296655363044227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-27-july-14-2009-tuesday-today-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/1558296655363044227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/1558296655363044227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-27-july-14-2009-tuesday-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SmAy-RuBdvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BmqSbXDGg2c/s72-c/IMG_0315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-8631629763751956205</id><published>2009-07-14T05:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:15:07.092+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Samson: Not Really Checkered after All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 26: &lt;/span&gt;July 13, 2009, Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an earlier post, I described Samson as checkered, i.e., he had plenty of character flaws that diminished his good points. Now that I've been through the entire text at least initially, I'm having a hard time seeing anything good in his character. True, he kills Philistines, which is part of the driving out of the land that God wanted the Israelites to do, and is at least part of God's answer to the prayer of the Israelites for deliverance from oppression by the Philistines. However, other than that, he seems to do everything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, he seeks a Philistine woman as a wife (here his parents weren't much better, for, though they tried to dissuade him, they make the arrangement). Later when he uses a jawbone of a donkey to kill Philistines, he is not supposed to touch anything unclean, such as a dead animal. When the Philistines kill his estranged wife and her family, because they blame them as Samson to cause problems, Samson can't believe they would do such a thing. So he sets out to take personal revenge, rather than pursuing the purposes of the Lord (Jdg 15:7). Even at his death (with apologies to the movie with Victor Mature, I believe), he prays for strength just one more time; why? to avenge the loss of his two eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson was selfish, demanding, immoral, reckless, and foolish. Still about four times we read before the cutting of his hair that "the Spirit of the Lord rested on him," meaning that he was strengthened by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of Israel were no better. When surrounded by Philistines who wanted only Samson, the people of Lehi sent 3,000 men to take Samson and deliver him to the Philistines. What a way to treat your "deliverer" and judge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire story sets up very well that the Israelites, God's special people, had become very much un-special; they had become like the peoples around them. Samson was what God had to work with. God, nevertheless, was faithful in his desire to preserve the nation for the purpose he had intended, namely to bring the Messiah into the world. And this he did, even using Samson. I wonder, though, what all God would have done with Samson for Israel, if Samson had been godly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are many obvious lessons for us. We should surely avoid the sins of Samson. Also, God recognizes we are sinful, but he is gracious. He still uses us. But he can use us more and better, the more we obey him. I would only be guessing, if I were to estimate whether Samson had any faith like Abraham did. But I do know that the evidence of our faith in Christ is seen in how we live. Let's encourage each other to grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-8631629763751956205?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/8631629763751956205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/samson-not-really-checkered-after-all.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/8631629763751956205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/8631629763751956205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/samson-not-really-checkered-after-all.html' title='Samson: Not Really Checkered after All'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-7422731210487985476</id><published>2009-07-14T05:07:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T05:36:40.733+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping and a Farewell Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 25: &lt;/span&gt;July 12, 2009, Sunday&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was devoted to shopping in Jerusalem. We usually hope on weekends to get some rest. Going to Jerusalem is not restful, at least the way we do it. We estimate that between the daytime activities in Jerusalem and the walk to dinner, we walked 8-10 miles. We call it "fat-burning"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlvpgOiml0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/oOPRBOvgmlA/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlvpgOiml0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/oOPRBOvgmlA/s200/IMG_0311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358132921555654466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to introduce another friend, Roger Reeck. Roger started with us in the Ruth class and is continuing in the Samson class. He had studied more Modern Hebrew than biblical Hebrew before he came. His speaking proficiency is pretty amazing to me. He is a Bible translator for Wycliffe Bible Translators. He and his wife Marilyn have raised five children. Marilyn is the Scripture in Use Consultant (helping people use the translation after it's finished). They have been in Honduras since 1990, and before that spent 18 years in Mexico. Roger is the class clown of our group, frequently making jokes inside and outside of class. He is a lot of fun to have around and has added a great deal to our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, after resting up from our day in Jerusalem, a group of us walked over a mile to a restaurant called Tall Burger. Amanda (mentioned with her husband in an earlier blog) had gone with her husband David and said this was one of the best hamburgers they had ever had. David, as you know if you kept up, had to return to England last weekend. Since a number of people are leaving this Friday, some even before the session is over, we determined that this would probably be the last time we could all be together. So, about 10 of us went to Tall Burger in Castel. The burgers are 1/3 pound, unless you get the double (so much for the low fat), flame grilled, choice of spicy or regular meat, choice of numerous toppings and sauces - no cheese, to keep Kosher. You can get fries, onion rings, or a salad. It was delicious and a great time of fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk home was the same way we go each time, along a busy road for a 1/4 mile or so, but then off-road following a path on the Kibbutz property. It is after 8:00, and the sun has gone below the mountains in the west; it is dusk. We walk past valleys and up hills; we walk next to the hill topped with Tel Tzuba. At one point we thought we were hearing sirens on the highway and half-mile or more away. But as we stopped to look and listen more carefully, and we hear more "voices" join in. The sound is of a pack of jackals howling somewhere in the valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversations ranged from Hebrew, to biblical topics, and other matters. The day was tiring, but not one to be missed. I will miss seeing these people. But if I never see them on earth again, we have expectation of being together again beyond all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Todah lAdonai&lt;/span&gt; (Thanks to the Lord)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-7422731210487985476?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/7422731210487985476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/shopping-and-farewell-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7422731210487985476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7422731210487985476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/shopping-and-farewell-dinner.html' title='Shopping and a Farewell Dinner'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlvpgOiml0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/oOPRBOvgmlA/s72-c/IMG_0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-7227474430796689729</id><published>2009-07-11T20:12:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:00:15.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest and a New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 24: &lt;/span&gt;July 11, 2009, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shabbat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Peter and I decided not to go anywhere. We made it a day of rest. We slept in until about 7:45, ran, and spent the day reading Hebrew, or other things, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening three of us went into the terraced land of the Kibbutz to see if we could find any animal life and take a picture. We managed to scare off two white tailed deer, but we were evidently too noisy. I'll try another evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am enjoying my studies here very much. It is a great experience. I hope that comes across in the blogs. However, I'm enjoying all the new people I'm meeting as well. It is  great pleasure to meet them and hear how God is using them. Today I'd like to introduce you to Jerry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McDermott&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jerry is in the Jonah class, but we've had chances to talk outside of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SljJbhKtN2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/BIuffabYNmc/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SljJbhKtN2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/BIuffabYNmc/s200/IMG_0310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357253231354132322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jerry earned his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ph&lt;/span&gt;.D. at University of Iowa. He is the Jordan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Trexler&lt;/span&gt; Professor of Religion at Roanoke College in Roanoke, VA, where he has been teaching for 20 years. Roanoke College is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;historically&lt;/span&gt; Lutheran school, but has become a private liberal arts school, with about 2,000 students. Jerry is one of the few evangelical Christians on campus. He has an endowed chair, which gives him a reduced course load and allows him to write. He has authored or co-authored about a dozen books &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;on religion and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spirituality&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(you may find them if you search Amazon for Gerald R. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;McDermott&lt;/span&gt;). He co-authored with an oncologist three books on God and dealing with cancer. His latest effort is editing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oxford Handbook of Evangelical Theology&lt;/span&gt;. He also wrote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Claiming Christ&lt;/span&gt; (Brazos), which is a debate between a Mormon scholar and him. You may be interested in his web page &lt;a href="http://www.roanoke.edu/religion/mcdermott.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jerry is a very dedicated Christian scholar, whose teaching and writing benefit many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Peter and I will go into Jerusalem. Then Monday we begin our last week. The final exam will be on Friday. We will be staying at the Kibbutz Saturday and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; nights, taking day trips, and check out Monday morning, go see something, get to the airport by 8:00 p.m., and fly out just after midnight here early Tuesday morning. I should get to Norfolk Tuesday evening around 9:30. It will be a long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt; on those final days may be hit-and-miss, but I'll do my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Brakhot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-7227474430796689729?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/7227474430796689729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/rest-and-new-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7227474430796689729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7227474430796689729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/rest-and-new-friend.html' title='Rest and a New Friend'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SljJbhKtN2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/BIuffabYNmc/s72-c/IMG_0310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-5553357149600738176</id><published>2009-07-10T23:30:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:59:42.500+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Samson: A Checkered Character</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 23:&lt;/span&gt; July 10, 2009, Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the end of the first week of our Samson course. We discussed in Hebrew what we saw and did yesterday, then read and acted out the story for the first half of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jdg&lt;/span&gt; 15. Along the way we are discussing many things in Hebrew. After lunch, I blogged (catching up on yesterday's) and read. In the evening, a group of us went up to Tel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tzuba&lt;/span&gt; again to snack and enjoy the sunset and fellowship. Since I didn't go anywhere, I don't have any pictures for you. So, I thought I would show you one insight I noticed while reading the Samson story in Hebrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When teaching the Bible to children, Samson is always a hero. This may be a good thing. But we as adult readers of Scripture need to look a little more closely to see how Scripture actually portrays him. It is obvious pretty early on that Samson is a rather checkered character. Reading Hebrew helps a person to see this by the word plays the author uses. In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jdg&lt;/span&gt; 14.1, the writer begins telling about the career of Samson with a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;common&lt;/span&gt; word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vayyared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, meaning, "and he went down. This is a normal word, and if you saw yesterday's blog, you saw why he went down: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tzor&lt;/span&gt;`a was on the top of a mountain. What's unusual, though, is that he went down to the Philistine city of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Timnah&lt;/span&gt;. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upshot is, he saw a girl there and demanded his parents go get her for him for a wife. Even though they don't want to, because she is one of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;uncircumcised&lt;/span&gt; Philistines, they give in to his demand. In v. 5, the same word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;vayyared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, is repeated; Samson goes down again with his mom and dad. Where to they go? They come to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;vineyards&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Timnah&lt;/span&gt;. This also is to get the reader's attention. Remember: before he was born, his parents were told that their son would be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Nazirite&lt;/span&gt; and he was not to eat anything related to a vineyard (no wine, no raisins, no grapes, no grape leaves, etc.) and he was not to eat anything unclean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In v. 7, after the incident of killing a lion, he went down (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;vayyared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) again (or perhaps the same trip) and he spoke to the Philistine woman and he found her to be attractive. After a number of days he returns to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Timnah&lt;/span&gt;, but on the way he remembered the lion he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; killed and he turned off his path to check it out. What he found was a lion's carcass with a bee hive and honey. In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Num&lt;/span&gt; 6.6, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Nazirite&lt;/span&gt; is not to come over a dead body, animal or human. So Samson's going to the lion carcass is not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, honey was a clean food and not prohibited to him, but honey found in the carcass of a dead animal is not clean. So what does Samson do? In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Jdg&lt;/span&gt; 14.9, he scoops the honey into his hands, like you might scoop the last ice cream out of a carton. So he gets and eats unclean honey, which he shouldn't eat, by scooping it out of a carcass, which he shouldn't even have touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the word play. The word for "and he scooped it," a normal enough word for a common action, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;vayyirdehu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Notice the similarity of the word for scoop and the word for going down, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;vayyared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. There's nothing wrong with "going down" per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;; Samson had to go down to leave town. But from the very beginning, the going down - repeatedly - takes on an ominous tone because of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;accompanying&lt;/span&gt; situations (going to a Philistine city, wanting to marry a Philistine girl, his parents giving and and going with him and entering the vineyards of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Timnah&lt;/span&gt;). Entering the vineyard of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Timnah&lt;/span&gt; moves closer to sinning. The killing of the lion is okay, but might require some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;purification&lt;/span&gt; (see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Num&lt;/span&gt; 6.1-21); the situation could have been avoided. Then the resulting honey incident occurs. This is a clear violation of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Nazirite&lt;/span&gt; status. The word play between "going down" and "scooping" draws the readers attention to Samson's failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do we Christian's, like Samson's going down into iffy situations, try to push the envelop to see how far we can go without sinning, instead of seeing how far away we can get from sinning? How many times do we Christians, like Samson's scooping of unclean honey from an unclean carcass, act carelessly about our lifestyles to the point where we simply wallow in sinful activity, not putting up any fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we encounter the enemy, sin, in our lives, may we rely on God's power not to scoop sin into our hands, or even go down into places where we put ourselves at unnecessary spiritual risk. Let us be different than the world by living lives in contrast to worldly ways and woo them with loving words and deeds. Let us do this without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;judgmentalism&lt;/span&gt;, for that's where we were, and we still have our struggles with sin inside of us. Thanks to God that he gives us power through his Spirit to continue to fight. We long for the day when the fight will be ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Maranatha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-5553357149600738176?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/5553357149600738176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/samson-checkered-character.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/5553357149600738176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/5553357149600738176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/samson-checkered-character.html' title='Samson: A Checkered Character'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-1100130906994660146</id><published>2009-07-10T15:51:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:59:16.734+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to Tzor`a, Samson's Home Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 22:&lt;/span&gt; July 9, 2009, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our first field trip for the Samson story (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Judg&lt;/span&gt; 13-16). It was a long day. We had class from 8:30-10:30, then a break until after lunch. We boarded the bus at 1:00 and returned to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tzuba&lt;/span&gt; about 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Slc8gQLVGsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/unurojbdoW8/s1600-h/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Slc8gQLVGsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/unurojbdoW8/s200/IMG_0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356816806576462530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Slc8gyJkneI/AAAAAAAAANY/Fy0I874liQY/s1600-h/IMG_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Slc8gyJkneI/AAAAAAAAANY/Fy0I874liQY/s200/IMG_0274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356816815695896034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tzor&lt;/span&gt;`a is actually not far from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tzuba&lt;/span&gt;, 10-15 miles. However, it is quite a drop in altitude. The first picture shows some of the hill country we passed through. The bus was quite nice, but can only go so far. The hike from the place we were dropped off to the top of the mountain was over a mile, all up hill. But we were fit for the journey. (Peter and I were not huffing and puffing as much as most of them, even though they were younger.) I took the second photo at the beginning of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; journey. The weather was typical: sunny and in the 80s. There was a nice breeze, however, and as we moved into the forest, there was more shade, which is always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBB60S52I/AAAAAAAAANo/W8sh7yHYryo/s1600-h/IMG_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBB60S52I/AAAAAAAAANo/W8sh7yHYryo/s200/IMG_0277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356821783004768098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way we saw many fruit trees. We also found a carob tree. Carob is not mentioned in the Bible, but I'm sure they had them. This is a closeup to show you the brown pods. The pods are flat and inside are seeds. Several of us ate the pods right off the tree. They are sweet and taste like - carob! We did not eat the seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBE9mj5sI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BHNQP72T_JU/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBE9mj5sI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BHNQP72T_JU/s200/IMG_0285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356821835292075714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBEFyJArI/AAAAAAAAAOA/GkzHXbxZEe4/s1600-h/IMG_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBEFyJArI/AAAAAAAAAOA/GkzHXbxZEe4/s200/IMG_0289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356821820308259506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few photos from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tzor&lt;/span&gt;`a. It has not been excavated, though many people have been here. Along the path up there were a couple of nice settings with picnic tables and even a small playground. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tzor&lt;/span&gt;`a was a small town. In the first photo in the town was what looked to be an olive press. Standing on the press is Anna Kozachuk. She is 18 and just came to the Ulpan for the Samson course (I'm not sure how long she will stay). She was born in the Ukraine, but her family emigrated to the US when she was four. She is a very sweet girl with a great love for God and for the lost. The second photo shows an area adjacent to the center of town with the press and the wine vats. The rubble is the remains of houses. There must have been quite a number of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBDUrx8qI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iCVs6DFiM6c/s1600-h/IMG_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBDUrx8qI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iCVs6DFiM6c/s200/IMG_0293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356821807128244898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also at the top of the tel was the grave of Samson and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Manoah&lt;/span&gt;! I don't know why we all think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;archaeologists&lt;/span&gt; work hard. All they have to do is read the sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBC_gNwtI/AAAAAAAAANw/kim64LrYvW4/s1600-h/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldBC_gNwtI/AAAAAAAAANw/kim64LrYvW4/s200/IMG_0280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356821801442591442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldFg2qSCHI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Ti8U7Yy-Dww/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldFg2qSCHI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Ti8U7Yy-Dww/s200/IMG_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356826712511481970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was just a joke, of course. Actually, on the way up, outside of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tzor&lt;/span&gt;`a area were several graves and a few caves. The first photo shows a real grave. I don't know how old it is, but it goes back to biblical times. You can see around the hole a circular recessed area, where a stone could be rolled to cover the mouth. In the second photo I am sitting in the mouth of a cave. It does not go back very far. It would not have been a comfortable home for a human, but it certainly would have provided shelter from the elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Slc8fh9dDrI/AAAAAAAAANA/UKCVAryyCxo/s1600-h/IMG_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Slc8fh9dDrI/AAAAAAAAANA/UKCVAryyCxo/s200/IMG_0297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356816794170232498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jdg&lt;/span&gt; 13-14 at Tel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tzor&lt;/span&gt;`a, we walked to the parking lot where the bus was. It was on an adjacent peak. Looking downhill and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;southwesterly&lt;/span&gt; (near as I can tell) you can see the trees of the forest of the hill and beyond that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Soreq&lt;/span&gt; Valley. In the center of the photo, you can see the ruins of Beth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Shemesh&lt;/span&gt;. The Philistines controlled the valley, which was and is a rich &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;agricultural&lt;/span&gt; area. Israelites and Philistines certainly did business with each other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldINiWrU9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ym2hfm79oZY/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SldINiWrU9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ym2hfm79oZY/s200/IMG_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356829679177913298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also from this hill top you can see the ruins of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Timnah&lt;/span&gt;, the hometown of the Philistine girl, whom Samson married. Although it's not far "as a crow flies," it was quite a hike to go there and all the way back up hill. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; it is difficult to find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Timnah&lt;/span&gt; in the photo, but it is located beyond the grove of trees. It appears as a gray rectangle just above and to the left of the grove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Slc8gENcoRI/AAAAAAAAANI/L2zDDl1YdQI/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Slc8gENcoRI/AAAAAAAAANI/L2zDDl1YdQI/s200/IMG_0303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356816803364118802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our visit to Tel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Tzor&lt;/span&gt;`a, we drove to the modern town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Tzor&lt;/span&gt;`a to a winery. It's a little ironic, considering Samson was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Nazirite&lt;/span&gt;. Our hostess explained about the various wines made there and we had cheese Goat cheese is pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tasty&lt;/span&gt;. We concluded the day with a dinner at a vegetarian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; (easy for people to keep Kosher that way). It was a relaxed atmosphere, the food was quite good (I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;asparagus&lt;/span&gt; with corn, seasoning, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;parmesan&lt;/span&gt; cheese, and a white sauce). The whole right half of the room has windows and a nice view of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Eshtaol&lt;/span&gt;. The other half of the building sold all sorts of spices and herbs. It all looked great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire day was interesting, educational, and fun. We spent most of the day talking in Hebrew.  My skill level is still not where I want to be, but I'm getting better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By God's grace, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;brakhot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-1100130906994660146?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/1100130906994660146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/journey-to-tzora-samsons-home-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/1100130906994660146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/1100130906994660146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/journey-to-tzora-samsons-home-town.html' title='Journey to Tzor`a, Samson&apos;s Home Town'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Slc8gQLVGsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/unurojbdoW8/s72-c/IMG_0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-7889742752307667691</id><published>2009-07-08T15:10:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:58:51.298+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Studies and a Lecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days 20-21:&lt;/span&gt; July 7-8, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two days were spent in class and studying (and blogging). So there are no new sites to tell you about yet. But I can tell you that the Kibbutz is full of fruit trees, figs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pomegranates&lt;/span&gt;, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlSPP0W6WvI/AAAAAAAAAM4/5AqeJhbc3Vs/s1600-h/IMG_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlSPP0W6WvI/AAAAAAAAAM4/5AqeJhbc3Vs/s200/IMG_0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356063358765914866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlSPPbsCP6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/YhAbFBhrMRU/s1600-h/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlSPPbsCP6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/YhAbFBhrMRU/s200/IMG_0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356063352143626146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right outside of our classroom building is an almond tree (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;etz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shaqed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shaqed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The first photo shows the tree and the second is a closeup of the unripe fruit. Actually, they are related to the peach family; the skins are fuzzy. At this point, they actually rattle. But if you eat them now, they are quite bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; 1:11-12, the word comes from the Lord to Jeremiah. God shows him an image and asks him what he sees. Jeremiah says, "I see a branch of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shaqed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." The Lord says, "You have seen correctly, for I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shaqed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over my word to do it." The Lord makes a word play here. He gets Jeremiah to utter a word that sounds like what he will do. The word the Lord uses, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shaqed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, means "watching." The Lord's message is one of coming judgment on Judah. He gets the prophet involved in delivering the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night was the weekly lecture by Randall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Buth&lt;/span&gt;. It was on the nature of the Hebrew verbal system. He offered many excellent insights. For example, grammars typically teach that Hebrew has no present tense. This is not true. They use a participle (words that are half-verb and half-adjective) to talk about action currently in progress. In speaking the language, we are very familiar with these. Modern Hebrew does the same thing, but this is also normal biblical Hebrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Brakhot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-7889742752307667691?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/7889742752307667691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/studies-and-lecture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7889742752307667691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7889742752307667691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/studies-and-lecture.html' title='Studies and a Lecture'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlSPP0W6WvI/AAAAAAAAAM4/5AqeJhbc3Vs/s72-c/IMG_0269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-9012232856261945901</id><published>2009-07-07T22:31:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:58:15.240+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Course and Two More New Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 19:&lt;/span&gt; July 6, 2009, Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we began our new course, the story of Samson, Judg 13-16. I don't know if there will be related texts or not. We will take two field trips. I'll fill you in on those on the appropriate day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day was some review dialoging. We have two new students. The day was filled with studying. The evening was studying as well, plus Peter and i had a long talk about our backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlOsyJ_tCAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QROJTFVNimc/s1600-h/IMG_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlOsyJ_tCAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QROJTFVNimc/s200/IMG_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355814359550199810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will introduce you to two students in the Jonah class. In the photo, on the left is Geli (short for Angelica) Ketzer and on the right is Emily Thomassen. They room together and both are beginning their Hebrew studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geli is from Leeds, England. She is 18 and plans to enter Oxford this fall, majoring in theology. Hebrew is a prerequisite for entrance into the theology program. She hopes either to teach or go into human rights law. Sometimes we tease each other about how to pronounce words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily is from Holland, MI. She is 21 and just graduated from Trinity Christian College, where she played basketball. She will be starting masters work at JUC (see last blog) in Historical Geography. So, when the Ulpan is over ( I think she's taking the next course on Psalms), she will not be returning to the States; she'll be moving into the dorm at JUC. She hopes to teach Bible at the high school or college level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are two wonderful Christian young women. They are a pleasure to be around and to know. It will be fun to learn how God will use them in his kingdom. This is one of the great things about being a Christian; every Christian gets to experience an adventure in service to God. That adventure is limited only by ourselves. Let us all choose to submit to him more as Geli and Emily have. A great irony of being in Christ (and a distinction from eastern religions where the goal is nothingness) is that when we lose ourselves in him, we truly find ourselves; we are no longer lost, we are found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-9012232856261945901?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/9012232856261945901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-course-and-two-more-new-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/9012232856261945901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/9012232856261945901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-course-and-two-more-new-friends.html' title='A New Course and Two More New Friends'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlOsyJ_tCAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QROJTFVNimc/s72-c/IMG_0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-5766684169792716197</id><published>2009-07-07T17:30:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:57:53.687+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Churches on the Lord's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 18:&lt;/span&gt; July 5, 2009, Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Peter and I went to church at a Palestinian Christian Church. These beautiful people are not Jewish, they are Palestinian. Some of them have been Muslim, but not all. The minister got an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;undergraduate&lt;/span&gt; degree at Bethlehem Bible College, then did work at US seminaries, some in person, some distance education. He has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DMin&lt;/span&gt;. His wife is nearly finished with a degree in counseling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNgdRYO5ZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OEmr6vR2ahw/s1600-h/IMG_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNgdRYO5ZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OEmr6vR2ahw/s200/IMG_0263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355730437871166866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their building is located in the Christian quarter. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;congregation&lt;/span&gt; is associated with the Christian Missionary Alliance. Here is the sign for their church. Services were scheduled to start at 10 a.m. We arrived about 5 minutes early and hardly anyone was there. By 10:20, service began with prayer and singing, which included everyone. One thing I took notice of was that these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Palestinians&lt;/span&gt; prayed for the Jewish people. This is the exact opposite of the violence that so often makes the news. Over the next half hour people continued to enter. The place was very full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Services are in Arabic, but they provide headsets for translation into English. After about 40 minutes the song leader began to speak. There was no translation, so I did not understand anything, except what little the keyboardist translated (he was also the preacher). There were many westerners present. One young lady was from Germany. A large group of Athletes in Action basketball players, men's and women's teams, was visiting. Most if not all were from the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, I think the little children may have had a separate service, but I'm not sure; many were still present. The preacher spoke about 40 minutes, this with English translation. We closed with communion and a prayer in which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; in the room held hands. The worship was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt; and the fellowship was warm. It was great to be with brothers and sisters I had never met before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNgerGkXsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jQ3feaQ1qmw/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNgerGkXsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jQ3feaQ1qmw/s200/IMG_0265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355730461956267714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNgeXS1k8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Yto6FnjJiX8/s1600-h/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNgeXS1k8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Yto6FnjJiX8/s200/IMG_0264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355730456639017922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon was spent mostly in bookstores (we found one very excellent one). Here are a couple of photos of Christ's Church inside the old city. It is Anglican and was built in the 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century. One of their main goals was to win the Jews to Christ. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Consequently&lt;/span&gt;, most of the materials, including the Bible, are in Hebrew. The In the center of the first photo is the communion table and behind it a beautiful panel with the 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Commandments&lt;/span&gt; in the center, the Lord's Prayer on the right, and the Apostle's Creed on the left. The second photo is the communion table. The top line of Hebrew reads, "This do to remember me." In the center, the symbol with the crown and the star of David has the word "Immanuel." It was quite a beautiful complex and maintained by volunteers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-5766684169792716197?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/5766684169792716197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/churches-on-lords-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/5766684169792716197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/5766684169792716197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/churches-on-lords-day.html' title='Churches on the Lord&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNgdRYO5ZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OEmr6vR2ahw/s72-c/IMG_0263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-6775856257356136799</id><published>2009-07-07T16:05:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:35:25.633+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tour of Jerusalem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 17:&lt;/span&gt; July 4, 2009, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shabbat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning about 10 of us went in to Jerusalem. Some went to church. Peter and I plan to go to church tomorrow, so we went to visit Paul Wright (you can find his books on Amazon), a friend of mine from student days at Hebrew Union College, and to take a short tour of Jerusalem. Paul is the Director of Jerusalem University College (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JUC&lt;/span&gt;, formerly the Institute of Holy Land Studies), and he found a couple of graduate students who were willing to take us around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNOZhqdbvI/AAAAAAAAALI/xKWULk7FcoU/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNOZhqdbvI/AAAAAAAAALI/xKWULk7FcoU/s200/IMG_0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710582313807602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our guides were Aubrey and Vernon Alexander. They are just finishing their masters degrees from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JUC&lt;/span&gt; and will return to the US later this month. They were very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt;. I will not take time to write about all the places we saw, but I will show you just a few pictures of the numerous ones I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNOaV1bOmI/AAAAAAAAALY/utlUbaX_ZXg/s1600-h/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNOaV1bOmI/AAAAAAAAALY/utlUbaX_ZXg/s200/IMG_0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710596318444130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excavation in the Old City is very difficult because it's all inhabited, of course. They took us to a place in the Old City, however, where Hezekiah's walls were discovered. The picture looks westward from outside the city wall and shows some remains of that wall. On the building next door is a sign with a map of Jerusalem and the walls at various times. The shaded area represents the walls in his day. Perhaps you can make out the short, bold, red line on the western side of the shaded area to show the section of the wall that has been exposed. This was the most vulnerable part of the city wall and where invading armies, including the Babylonians and Romans, always attacked first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNOZxn-AHI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BBEJbmkWT2s/s1600-h/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNOZxn-AHI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BBEJbmkWT2s/s200/IMG_0237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710586598326386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hezekiah, you recall, greatly expanded the city walls in the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century BC to include the pool of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Siloam&lt;/span&gt;, which received spring water from outside the city. At one point Scripture records that he had to tear down some houses in order to build the walls. This photo is at the same sight as the last paragraph, but looks eastward from inside the wall. Just on the outside of the wall you can see some smaller walls for small rooms. These are in fact remains of some of the houses that had to be torn down to build &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hezekiah's&lt;/span&gt; wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNOaujiHXI/AAAAAAAAALg/iFMsTZqBFqE/s1600-h/IMG_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNOaujiHXI/AAAAAAAAALg/iFMsTZqBFqE/s200/IMG_0246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710602954284402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worked our way southward along the Western Wall of Herod's Temple. Here is a photo viewing the area called the City of David. David's city was shaped sort of like a tear drop with the point facing southward. The northern rounded edge was mountainous and served as a defensible area. This photo looks south eastward toward the very steep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kidron&lt;/span&gt; Valley. The city was on the eastern slope of the valley. The western slope was also inhabited. Ancient burial sites carved into the western slope are clearly visible from this vantage point, but not in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNObI330fI/AAAAAAAAALo/piiNaFqW91w/s1600-h/IMG_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNObI330fI/AAAAAAAAALo/piiNaFqW91w/s200/IMG_0253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710610018914802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we worked our way down, we came to an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;archaeological&lt;/span&gt; site that dates to the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century BC. Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Eilat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mazar&lt;/span&gt;, a renowned expert on Jerusalem archaeology, excavated this area and proved that it does indeed date back to the time of David and Solomon. This debunks, in my humble opinion, the radical scholars who for decades have been arguing that the whole biblical story of a king David and a united kingdom was a myth. This photo shows the ruins of a very important building. Some think it was a monument, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mazar&lt;/span&gt; thinks it to be the palace of David. For a nice article, see &lt;a href="http://www.aish.com/jw/j/48961251.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNRh9JWPmI/AAAAAAAAALw/t-yni2U1K4A/s1600-h/IMG_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNRh9JWPmI/AAAAAAAAALw/t-yni2U1K4A/s200/IMG_0254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355714025664953954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next photo is just below the palace of David. Note the very steep wall. This seems to have been a retaining wall used in part to support the palace structure. This wall was severely destroyed by the Babylonians in 587/6 BC. They entered from the west, as I mentioned above; this was the last stronghold. Evidence of the destruction remains in the abundant rubble. Another interesting thing to note is the more yellowish stone in the top center - sort of v-shaped. These stones were put there when Nehemiah rebuilt the wall in the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century BC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNRiXFYoJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/V0bGGCaduyE/s1600-h/IMG_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNRiXFYoJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/V0bGGCaduyE/s200/IMG_0255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355714032627654802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNRirMZBjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/PtCyMAXZUhc/s1600-h/IMG_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNRirMZBjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/PtCyMAXZUhc/s200/IMG_0258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355714038025750066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last item in two photos. The photo on the left looks westward towards the retaining wall. The ruins of a house have been somewhat restored. The floor level is known from what survives around it. In fact, we know that the owner was named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ahiel&lt;/span&gt;, because artifacts recovered from the Babylonian destruction had his name on them. Stairs on the left, some still intact, show that it was  a two-story house. The photo on the right is of a drawing (taken from &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the journal Qedem&lt;/span&gt; 19 [1984], plate 25, page 61)&lt;/span&gt; in a JUC brochure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;illustrating&lt;/span&gt; what the house might have looked like before its destruction by the Babylonians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very grateful to Vernon and Aubrey for giving us the excellent tour. They are very dedicated Christians, and I pray God's blessing on them as they seek to serve him in the US.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-6775856257356136799?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/6775856257356136799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/tour-of-jerusalem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/6775856257356136799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/6775856257356136799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/tour-of-jerusalem.html' title='A Tour of Jerusalem'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlNOZhqdbvI/AAAAAAAAALI/xKWULk7FcoU/s72-c/IMG_0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-7347530643977461058</id><published>2009-07-06T22:46:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:57:06.464+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Conclusion of the Ruth Course</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 16:&lt;/span&gt; July 3, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the end of our first two-week course. We get 45 hours of class instruction, so its about like a semester of work in two weeks. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;concentrated&lt;/span&gt; time is nice. We spent the first hour or more reading the entire book of Ruth in Hebrew and acting out what was going on. One of the teachers read the narratives of the text and we students took roles and read our parts and responded &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appropriately&lt;/span&gt;. After a 20 minute break, we took our final exam. The exam was all in Hebrew, but we were well prepared. After all were finished, we gathered again and went over items missed. The instructor told us we all did "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disappointingly&lt;/span&gt; well." He was just kidding of course. The beginning Greek course was also ending, so after the exam and before lunch, we had a little party. There were various kinds of cookies and breads, cheeses, juice, water, and even wine. Prayers were offered in Hebrew and Greek. It was a great time of fellowship. Later on, i will have photo of the entire class and out teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter and I relaxed in the afternoon, before being picked up about 4:15 to have dinner with Randall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Buth&lt;/span&gt; and talk shop (teaching biblical languages in this new way and helping the movement to grow at various &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;professional&lt;/span&gt; society meetings). Also there visiting Randall and his wife &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Margarete (I'm unsure of the spelling)&lt;/span&gt;, was Ray Van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Leeuwen&lt;/span&gt;. He is a professor in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/span&gt;, a good scholar, whose specialty is Proverbs. He has written a commentary or two, and numerous articles. Other members of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Buth&lt;/span&gt; family were there, too, including their nine-month old grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal was simple and informal; the food was great: grilled over charcoal were small hamburger patties with excellent seasoning, and various cuts of lamb, various salads, watermelon, and some ice cream. The fellowship was close. We talked for many hours, and it was a wonderful evening. There is so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, a trip to Jerusalem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-7347530643977461058?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/7347530643977461058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/conclusion-of-ruth-course.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7347530643977461058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7347530643977461058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/conclusion-of-ruth-course.html' title='Conclusion of the Ruth Course'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-6539964985316958499</id><published>2009-07-04T18:26:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:56:03.233+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Trips in One Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days 14-15:&lt;/span&gt; July 1-2, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I'm behind in my blogging. I'm going to write these as though I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a busy day. Each course includes one field trip per week. This week's trip was to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Neot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kedumim&lt;/span&gt;, which I explain below. The schedule was to have class from 8:30-10:30, break until after lunch, leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Kibbutz at 1:30 to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Neot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kedumim&lt;/span&gt;, and return about 6:00. We actually got back about 7:00, a little late to meet others from our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ulpan&lt;/span&gt; to go into Jerusalem for the 10:00 p.pm. tour. So, we got off the bus a couple of miles early, and waited for another bus coming from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tzuba&lt;/span&gt;. We did this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;successfully&lt;/span&gt; and arrived in the Old City about 8:00 with a couple of hours to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hadn't had supper, so we went to a square and different ones ate at a few different places. Peter and I, David and Amanda, and two other students ate at a hamburger place. I ordered the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;spicy&lt;/span&gt; 300 gram &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hamburger&lt;/span&gt; (no cheese! - that wouldn't be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kasher&lt;/span&gt;!). I'm not used to metric &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;measurements&lt;/span&gt; of my meat size. It was two huge patties; enough for 3 people. It was quite delicious and I ate it all. Boy was I full. Anyway, I thought you might like to hear a little about the trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Neot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kedumim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Neot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kedumim&lt;/span&gt; is The Biblical Landscape Reserve in Israel. It was started around 1900 actually in the Old City of Jerusalem. The purpose was to restore the plants and landscape of ancient Jewish literature, from biblical times (c. 1400 BC) through Talmudic times (c. AD 600). Grains and grapes are grown, harvesting and processing is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;demonstrated&lt;/span&gt;, all with things you can do, rather than merely observe. Plants are named with English common names, scientific Latin names, and Hebrew names, to the best of today's knowledge, and all this has been vetted by biblical scholars. The Reserve Publishes three books, which I bought. It is a fascinating place with many things to see and do, and is a must-see for anyone visiting the land. Our time there was far too short. Here are just a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGwGD5k-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/gHJNgWBfxes/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGwGD5k-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/gHJNgWBfxes/s200/IMG_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420698971575266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it speaks in the Bible of forest, we often think of something like the Rocky Mountains, with pines and such. There are plenty of pines and cedars in Israel now, but originally the "forest" was as in this picture, a mix of many varieties of trees with plenty of undergrowth. This photo looks downward from a high point. The bottom half of the photo gives a view of the forest. Part of settling the land involved clearing the forests, terracing the land (which was practiced long before the Israelites came to the land), and planting crops, including vineyards, on the terraces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGwgILIwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gX51cr7Xfhc/s1600-h/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGwgILIwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gX51cr7Xfhc/s200/IMG_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420705968825090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This structure is a tower built by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Neot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Kedumim&lt;/span&gt;. The bottom part was used for storage. The thick walls kept it pretty cool, even on hot days, as this one was. A person would go in the door, and on the right were stone stairs spiraling upward to the top. These towers were not used for war, they were used to guard fields, especially foxes and other animals that might damage crops. The watchman could climb on top and see well. Overhead was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;means for&lt;/span&gt; growing vines, which also supplied shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGxKU1QeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/U_Ad9IKQUZo/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGxKU1QeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/U_Ad9IKQUZo/s200/IMG_0183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420717296206306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the vines was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;gat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;winepress&lt;/span&gt;. In the first photo, our guide and one of our students are standing in the pit into which&lt;br /&gt;grapes would be carried. You can see people sitting on the edge to give you some idea of the size. This is going to hold a lot of grapes!&lt;br /&gt;People, probably whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;families&lt;/span&gt;, would stomp the grapes in this pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGxbPH0jI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9rVtGma2on4/s1600-h/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGxbPH0jI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9rVtGma2on4/s200/IMG_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420721835659826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The juice would flow into an adjacent collection pit. It was smaller and deeper. This was a lot of work, but was also rather joyous. It was harvest. The juice begins to ferment immediately because of the natural yeast on the skin. The juice/wine was kept in this pit for about a week until the initial fermenting was done. Then the wine was poured into jugs and stored, most likely in the watch tower, for several weeks until it was time for everyone to return to their homes. Then they would take the wine with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGx8FhXYI/AAAAAAAAALA/KHsOGVqwFjI/s1600-h/IMG_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGx8FhXYI/AAAAAAAAALA/KHsOGVqwFjI/s200/IMG_0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420730653760898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, in keeping with our Ruth theme, here is a photo of a threshing floor built at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Neot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Kedumim&lt;/span&gt;. You can see a pile of grain. They used pitchforks to throw it into the air and have the wind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;blow&lt;/span&gt; away the chaff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Boaz&lt;/span&gt; went to a threshing floor after the harovst was over to spend the night. He lays at the edge of a pile, probably for a pillow. In the night Ruth sneaks up and "uncovers his feet." Though some have taken this to mean they had relations, that just can't have happened in the story. The whole story sets up the honor of both Ruth and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Boaz&lt;/span&gt; in direct opposition to the reputation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Moabite&lt;/span&gt; women had. Also, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Boaz's&lt;/span&gt; comment in 3:14 suggests that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; men were at the Floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;West Wall Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only within the last few years that this tour has been possible, and it greatly enhances our knowledge of the history of Jerusalem. A few days ago I posted a picture of the well-known Western Wall, the Wailing Wall, the remains of the city wall from the time of Herod and the second temple. For very many years, it has been thought that this is all that is left. Since Herod's day, with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;destructions&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;rebuildings&lt;/span&gt;, the Muslims, who took Jerusalem in the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century, eventually built on the rubble outside and next to the ancient city walls. What they did was build huge arches, atop of which is a platform. This platform is what the Old City is built on. Beneath these arches was rubble that has only recently begin to be cleared out. Now you can tour the entire western length of the wall - they found the corner. They know that much of the ancient wall remains, and they suspect that the base for all of Herod's wall is still there. The tour guide was excellent. Here are just a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJBQQo0W7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/f1YDUwB1GnU/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJBQQo0W7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/f1YDUwB1GnU/s200/IMG_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414654496824242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a large model model of Herod's  Temple.You are looking at the Western Wall. The Wailing Wall is only a visible part of about one-fourth of the length of the wall. You will notice that the bedrock slopes upward as you move northward. Herod had to build a large platform on which to complete his rebuilding of the Temple complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJBQg7A3DI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/yCwayIhxyF4/s1600-h/IMG_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJBQg7A3DI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/yCwayIhxyF4/s200/IMG_0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414658868108338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herod might have had "personal issues," but there is one thing that he could do: he could build. The stones of Herod's temple mount wall are very easy to recognize. Here is a part of the base of the wall. Notice how each stone face has this recessed edge; very decorative. This same style of workmanship is on the Wailing Wall stones as well. Each stone is cut with very flat edges so that the stones fit together without mortar. The weight of the stones themselves give the wall stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these stones are big, but there is one huge one that has now been found, and it is in the next picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJBP1Ic-JI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EevXQjwmHi0/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJBP1Ic-JI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EevXQjwmHi0/s200/IMG_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414647113316498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The model is electronic and shows the changes later on. This photo was taken just a few minutes too late. In the lower center you see a section that was sliding from the left; it was butting up against the section diagonally up and left. These panels show how the Muslims had built up their area immediately adjacent to the temple mount wall (which is later than Herod, of course). The Wailing Wall is partially covered up by the moved model section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow is a 1 hour review and the course final. After that, a celebration!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-6539964985316958499?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/6539964985316958499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-trips-in-one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/6539964985316958499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/6539964985316958499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-trips-in-one-day.html' title='Two Trips in One Day'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SlJGwGD5k-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/gHJNgWBfxes/s72-c/IMG_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-8525549083945087299</id><published>2009-07-02T13:45:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:53:43.337+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruth 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 13:&lt;/span&gt; June 30, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another day full of class and study. So, there are no pictures. However, I will share with you another item that we have been learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During class we previewed our next portion for study, Ruth 3. When we got to the end of the chapter, our teachers asked us (in Hebrew, of course) a very important exegetical question, one that you should ask often: "Why is chapter three written? Overall Ruth serves to establish the lineage of David (see the last few verses), but this is actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accomplished&lt;/span&gt; with chapters 1, 2, and 4. Chapter 3 is not needed for this. Hence, the question, 'Why is Ruth 3 written?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter actually asked me why the book of Ruth was written shortly I left to come to Israel. It's quite an excellent question. I gave her the answer about David's lineage, but did not go into much detail, because I didn't know it. Now I have learned more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mentioned that we looked at related texts to the Ruth story: Gen 19 (origin of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Moabites&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Num&lt;/span&gt; 25 (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Moabite&lt;/span&gt; women leading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Israelite&lt;/span&gt; men into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cultic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;prostitution&lt;/span&gt;). Both of these stories paint the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Moabites&lt;/span&gt; in a very bad light, especially the immoral women. This reputation forms part of the background to the book of Ruth. Today we added another one, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Deut&lt;/span&gt; 23:4-7. Here in these final words of Moses before the Israelites are to enter Canaan, the Lord tells the Israelites that thy are to regard as enemies both the Ammonites and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Moabites&lt;/span&gt;, because (1) 39 years earlier they did not give them food and water when the Israelites asked to pass through after the exodus, and (2) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt; hired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Balaam&lt;/span&gt; to curse Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In particular, Ruth ch 3 echoes Gen 19. A helpful technique in Bible study is comparing and contrasting. You can observe many things between these two chapters. The bottom line is that Ruth is the antithesis of the reputation and very origin of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Moabites&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Boaz&lt;/span&gt; is the antithesis of Lot. Both of them together are the antithesis of the faithless Israelites during the time of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; judges (Ruth 1:1). In ch 3 , Ruth the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Moabitess&lt;/span&gt; forms a foil to the daughters of Lot. Her character and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;faithfulness&lt;/span&gt; to the God of Israel is rewarded by having a place in the lineage of David and, in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tur&lt;/span&gt;n, of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Messiah. She is a model for us in our faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-8525549083945087299?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/8525549083945087299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/ruth-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/8525549083945087299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/8525549083945087299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/07/ruth-3.html' title='Ruth 3'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-4246988337062889515</id><published>2009-06-29T21:26:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:37:10.933+03:00</updated><title type='text'>How Shall We Love the Lord?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 12: &lt;/span&gt;June 29, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a morning run, meals, and study - even in the evening, so no pictures. However, there is one thing I learned which you may find interesting. As I have mentioned before, we are memorizing the famous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sh'ma&lt;/span&gt; passage, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Deut&lt;/span&gt; 6:4-9 + Lev 19.18. Deuteronomy 6:5 reads, "And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul [or "person"], and with all your strength"; note that there is a list of three things with which or because of which we are to love the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get three accounts of when Jesus was asked what was the greatest commandment. Deuteronomy 6:5 is included in Matt 22:17, Mark 12:30, and Luke 10:27. There are a number of things worth noting, but I will point out only one. It has to do with the number of items in the list and the treatment of the last item from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Deut&lt;/span&gt; 6:5 (all accounts read "heart" and "soul" for the first two items).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Matthew records Jesus listing three items just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Deut&lt;/span&gt; 6:5, but the last one is "with all your mind" instead of "strength." Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Mark and Luke record four items in the list: "with all your mind and with all your strength" in Mark and the same to items in reverse order in Luke. So, our teacher asked us (in Hebrew, of course), "Why did Jesus say 'mind' and 'strength'? Didn't he know the Scriptures [tongue in cheek]?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution goes back to the meaning of the Hebrew word translated "strength," &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;m'od&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It seems that the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;m'od&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can mean strength either in the sense of physical ability or in the sense of having means, such as material resources. In turn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;m'od&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can mean&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wealth. But wealth can also be used in two senses: (1) money, such as gold, silver&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; or bronze, or (2) mental ability, such as intelligence or wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize, the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;m'od&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can mean either physical prowess or mental prowess (either of which can include financial resources or the ability to gain them). Jesus, as recorded in Mark and Luke takes it to mean both. Matthew chooses to mention only the mental prowess side of it (I don't have a Septuagint with me). Jesus very likely used two words to describe the significance of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;m'od&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every part of our being belongs to God - will, whole self, resources, and intellect. We should return to him the very best that we have (which he has given to us) in loving him and getting to know him better. That is the greatest commandment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Brakhot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-4246988337062889515?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/4246988337062889515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-12-june-29-2009-today-was-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/4246988337062889515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/4246988337062889515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-12-june-29-2009-today-was-morning.html' title='How Shall We Love the Lord?'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-1012164064832488945</id><published>2009-06-28T21:08:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:52:58.115+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Friend and an Arab Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 12: &lt;/span&gt;June 29, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Ske0GViNcYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PzqHg4kz8vI/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Ske0GViNcYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PzqHg4kz8vI/s200/IMG_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352444703105970562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to introduce you to another friend, Adam Shank. He introduced himself to me last week. He is from Ohio, and has a connection to the university I teach at. Adam is the cousin of Katie, Kendall, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kalyn&lt;/span&gt; Lean, all three of whom graduated or will graduate from Mid-Atlantic Christian University (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MACU&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is about to finish at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cedarville&lt;/span&gt; University, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cedarville&lt;/span&gt;, Ohio. He plans to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;become&lt;/span&gt; a Bible translator with Wycliffe Bible Translators and is beginning his Hebrew studies here at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ulpan&lt;/span&gt;. So many Bible translators and support personnel are needed. I am so pleased that we at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MACU&lt;/span&gt; have in place a degree in Applied Linguistics, in conjunction with the Graduate Institute of Applied Linguistics (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GIAL&lt;/span&gt;), which can put Bible translators on the field 12-18 months faster than not having the major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we went to church on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Shabbat&lt;/span&gt;, and since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shabbat&lt;/span&gt; turned out not to be very restful, we did not go to church today, we studied. I spent most of the day studying on the veranda of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Qabala&lt;/span&gt; (Reception Office). Usually the days are hot (mid- to upper 80s), with low humidity. Day there was a nice cool breeze all day. The Veranda is covered. I showed you pictures in an earlier blog: it overlooks a valley eastward to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mevasseret&lt;/span&gt; and Jerusalem. There was the chirping of birds, the fluttering of sparrows to gather small scraps of food dropped by people or twigs for nesting. It was very enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Ske0F_5G75I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ejzgTTb_Apg/s1600-h/IMG_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Ske0F_5G75I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ejzgTTb_Apg/s200/IMG_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352444697296433042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, another student named Joshua, Peter, and I decided to walk to a nearby Arab village. The Jews of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kibbuts&lt;/span&gt; and the Arabs of the village get along well and are friendly to tourists. A number of the young Arabs work at the Kibbutz. Often we can hear the Muslim prayers echoing up the valley from the village. We thought we knew the way, but there were many paths. We walked through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Tzuba&lt;/span&gt; vineyard. The trail wound around following the terraces of the land. At one point I was able to take a picture of the village. We eventually made our way to the village, but the only way into the city from the grassy path we took was through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; private property. We did not want to walk through a yard, and decided that we didn't have time to make any sort of visit, without having to walk in unfamiliar territory in the dark. So, we just walked back to the Kibbutz. We will make another trek and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; make it into the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Ske1rRnhiAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VaiLVS8vMqE/s1600-h/IMG_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Ske1rRnhiAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VaiLVS8vMqE/s200/IMG_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352446437221304322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was not a waste, however. I took a couple of pictures of the vineyard. The Hebrew for "vineyard" is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kerem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (accented on the first syllable). You may recall that there is a biblical place name called Beth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haKerem&lt;/span&gt;, "house of the Vineyard." We saw what was either a fox or a jackal. It saw us too, and I was unable to get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; out soon enough. We also saw a gazelle (Hebrew: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tz'bi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). It kept its distance as well, but I did get this photo. The gazelle is in the center. The antlers are different than a deer's, and the way they walk and run is different. It's difficult to describe; perhaps they seem more deliberate in their movements. I'm sorry the photo is no better. We may try again to get evening photos of animals of the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I've mentioned that we are learning Hebrew songs. One of them is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt; 37:5. Using songs to memorize Scripture makes the task quite a bit easier. A literal translation would be, "Roll upon the Lord your way, and trust upon him; and he will act." I was having trouble getting a mental image of the first clause, in Hebrew: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Gol&lt;/span&gt; `&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Adnonai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;darkeka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I know how to roll something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upon&lt;/span&gt; the floor, but how do you roll something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upon&lt;/span&gt; the Lord? Checking Peter's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;computer&lt;/span&gt; Bible revealed that this verb is not usually followed by the preposition &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, "upon." Peter and I observed the teacher commanding students in the Jonah class, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Gol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;eth&lt;/span&gt; ha-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;bakbuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, in English, "Roll the bottle." In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt; 37:5, "your way" is the direct object. Not too difficult, but what does it mean to "roll upon &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Lord"? While looking for something else, I came across Jeremiah 11:20. Jeremiah is complaining to the Lord and he says, according to a possible reading of the verse, "For to you (Hebrew preposition &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) I have rolled my case."  That's when I understood. There is much overlap in meaning between the prepositions &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, "to," and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, "upon." The psalmist is probably using &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here because he also uses it with the verb "trust." The psalmist is commanding the reader to roll his way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Way" in Scripture is a common metaphor for life or lifestyle or manner of life (e.g., &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt; 1:1). We are not supposed to carry the burdens of life ourselves; instead we are to roll our life to the Lord as we might roll a bottle or a ball to someone. To do this is to turn over the control of our lives, with all its cares and worries, to the Lord. Then he has possession of our life. The second command is to trust upon him. The third clause gives the emphatic result: "And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; will act." He will not take the bottle from us; we must roll it to him and trust him. Which would you rather trust: your own human power, or the Lord, the Creator of the universe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Adonai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;immakem&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Boaz&lt;/span&gt; greeting his workers, Ruth 2:4)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-1012164064832488945?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/1012164064832488945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-friend-and-arab-village.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/1012164064832488945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/1012164064832488945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-friend-and-arab-village.html' title='Another Friend and an Arab Village'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Ske0GViNcYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PzqHg4kz8vI/s72-c/IMG_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-5048771178642411935</id><published>2009-06-27T21:48:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:52:22.677+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shabbat and the Lord's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days 10-11:&lt;/span&gt; June 27-28, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Shabbat, Saturday. Yesterday morning we awoke to fog. Today there was no fog, but clouds formed and dissipated repeatedly. We decided to make it a day of rest: no exercising and (almost) no studying. We also decided to go into Jerusalem for a second time to see a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Fridays, the Muslims have their quiet day and their businesses are closed. On Saturdays (beginning on Friday night, of course) the Jews close their businesses, which makes public transportation a bit difficult, and the Arabs are open. On Sundays, many Christians close their businesses and the Arabs and Jews have a normal work day. Our schedule at the Ulpan gives us Saturday and Sunday for rest, homework, and exploring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fees include two meals a day (normally breakfast and lunch), seven days a week, at the cafeteria. The food is always excellent. I've explained about what we eat but someone asked me about chocolate cake at lunch (I'm not sure why they asked me about chocolate cake!). There are some sweet things served at breakfast, including rolls, yogurt, etc., but none at lunch. Why? The cafeteria is Kosher. The main thing is not to mix milk and meat. Breakfast includes dairy and eggs and even fish, but no beef or lamb, etc. Sometimes a nice cake is served. Lunch is the meat meal. Since cakes and rolls tend to have milk, they are not served at lunch time. This separation extends to the point of using different pots, pans, and utensils in food preparation. Even the forks we eat with are different: white handled forks forks at breakfast and browns handled forks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Sunday is a normal work day in Israel, a number of Christians meet on Saturday. David and Amanda arranged for a Shrut (I'm not sure of the spelling; it is a large van or a small bus) to take us in to Jerusalem. We filled every seat, 15 or 18 people. We all went to the Bible study led by Randall Buth at the Narkis Street Congregation (www.narkis.org). It was pretty typical of American adult Sunday school classes: Hebrew Bible, Greek Septuagint and Greek NT, plus a couple of Jewish commentators, Ramban and Rashi (Randall translated all into English). One class member, probably a Palestinian Christian in his upper 60s or more, had his Arabic translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our benefit, Randall reviewed last week's lesson was on Num 25 when Phineas killed those who had violated the Lord's worship and was rewarded with a priestly rank. This week's lesson was on Ps 106:28-31, which recalls that incident. In particular, v. 31 says, "And it was credited to him [Phineas] for righteousness." The word translated "and it was credited, hearkens back to Gen 15:6, which is typically translated something like "And he believed in the Lord, and he credited it to him for righteousness." The author leaves us to identify all the pronouns, which is not very difficult. The first word translated "and he believed," however, is of a form in Hebrew that indicates that this action is not a completed event. A better translation would be, "And he was believing ...," an ongoing activity. The "it" that the Lord credited to Abraham for righteousness was his state of believing. This led into a discussion of Paul and James and the ideas of faith and works. It was all very interesting, and of great importance for Christians to understand. None of us has perfect faith. But we must all continue in our faith and continue to grow in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the class, Peter and I headed out into the Old City of Jerusalem again. We entered at the Jaffa Gate, got maps of the old city at the tourism center, walked a long time. The shops are small and packed together. This morning the sidewalks in the Christian (Greek Orthodox and Latin churches), Armenian, and Muslim quarters were very crowded with people, including numerous tourist groups from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ5lV-avfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bCKHUa2GZJA/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ5lV-avfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bCKHUa2GZJA/s200/IMG_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352098889637477874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the wailing wall. Along the way we took this picture, because photography is not allowed at the wall (at least on Shabbat), so as not to disturb the worshippers. To go down to the wall we had to pass through a security checkpoint, where they searched our backpacks and had us walk through a scanner. We actually went down to the wall, which dates back to the time of Herod, and touched it while we prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ5l5_8mDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/D8pOER68qDU/s1600-h/IMG_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ5l5_8mDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/D8pOER68qDU/s200/IMG_0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352098899307567154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we went to the Church of the Holy Sepulcher. This photograph looks directly at the church. We entered through the large open door on the left. It was very crowded and actually quite massive with many things to see. Unfortunately, without  guide or guidebook (I left the one I am borrowing in our room), there were many things we did not understand. Armenian, Syrian, Greek and Latin Christians have their sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enclosed within the building are the supposed places of the crucifixion and the burial of Jesus. Some have thought that the Garden tomb is better because it is outside the city walls, but more recent excavations have shown that this tomb was outside the walls in Jesus' day. This tomb is not that of Jesus. However, according to Peter, its excavation is what confirmed the location of the ancient walls. The first photo below is of the entrance. In the second Peter stands just inside to give you perspective of the small size. The third is of two hewn grave sites, which archaeologists call loculi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ9P26KdyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-u61RpQM3Ic/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ9P26KdyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-u61RpQM3Ic/s200/IMG_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352102918567393058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ9Pt_FD8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r7iigQiFhqc/s1600-h/IMG_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ9Pt_FD8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r7iigQiFhqc/s200/IMG_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352102916172091330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ9PIdp61I/AAAAAAAAAJI/MlI2SVYlD4o/s1600-h/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ9PIdp61I/AAAAAAAAAJI/MlI2SVYlD4o/s200/IMG_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352102906099788626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ5lMLo07I/AAAAAAAAAIw/IT7JkJHM3ys/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ5lMLo07I/AAAAAAAAAIw/IT7JkJHM3ys/s200/IMG_0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352098887008572338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left through the more quiet Jewish quarter. Some Jews were coming from or going to synagogue services. We got a little turned around, trying to orient ourselves to the map. Along the way we passed next to the Cardo Gallery for a second time. Because Jerusalem is so thickly inhabited, very little archaeological work has been done. The Cardo is an area that has been excavated. The columns and pavement date back to the time of Jesus. Note how deeply this period is buried after 2,000 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also visited one of the shops of a Palestinian Christian we had met last Sunday. Peter had known him from before and he was a good friend of Paul and Rhoda (see the blog for day 4). He has a real heart for winning Muslims to Christ. He pointed out the universal truths that the scope is one by one and the method is showing the love of Christ. May the hearts of us American Christians follow these same principles in our culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking for several hours we decided to go back. We knew buses were not running until the end of Shabbat, but we didn't want to wait five hours for them to start. We had to take a taxi. Not many of them were running where we were. So we left the Old City and walked about two miles on Jaffa Street to the Central Bus Station. We flagged a taxi and rode home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that walking, we decided we really had not had that much rest. We decided to veg out and watch a little TV, which we have very little time for otherwise. You can watch shows in English, French, Russian, and of course Hebrew. Almost all of them have captions in Hebrew, sometimes in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we watched a few episodes of "King of Queens," which is translated into Hebrew as "King of the Neighborhood." This illustrates one of the difficulties of translating. If they had translated "literally," the Hebrew speakers would have completely misunderstood; they would have thought "Queens" meant "queens" instead of a burrough in New York. So it is correctly translated as "neighborhood," but then of course the Hebrew readers miss the pun of "King of Queens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I repeat the adage that "studying your English Bible is like kissing your date through a screen door," to which I add, "the act is the same, but the sensation is completely different." Our English translations are excellently done. When we read them, we are getting the very message of God. The closer we want to study, though, and the more accurately and precisely we want to understand and proclaim God's message, the more important it is "to kiss without the screen." Wherever we are in our walk, let us encourage one another to do better in our study of Scripture and its languages, for the love of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-5048771178642411935?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/5048771178642411935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/shabbat-and-lords-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/5048771178642411935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/5048771178642411935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/shabbat-and-lords-day.html' title='Shabbat and the Lord&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZ5lV-avfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bCKHUa2GZJA/s72-c/IMG_0157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-5930950450829270173</id><published>2009-06-26T14:42:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:47:04.894+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friends and Old Ruins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 9: &lt;/span&gt;June 26, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in class our teachers told the story of Ruth 2 and we discussed it - all in Hebrew (you should understand that there are plenty of times when I "listen slowly" and don't get everything in the discussion, but I continually get better). We also discussed passover in Jesus' day and recited a couple of prayers that were probably recited by Jesus and the disciples at the Last Supper. Many of the things seen in the Passover Seder service come from later Judaism (say, after AD 135 and the Bar Kokhba rebellion, or certainly after AD 70, when the Temple was destroyed) when Passover could no longer be celebrated according to the law of Moses, because Jews could not do the Temple sacrifice. In Jesus' day, the Passover was probably a little different. Here is a picture of our classroom building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are memorizing Deut 6:4-9, the famous Shema passage, and Lev 19:18. One of the most interesting things we learned is that the exact Hebrew word (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ve'ahavta&lt;/span&gt;) for "and you shall love" (this is all one word in Hebrew) occurs only four times in the entire law of Moses. In Mark 12:28-31, Jesus answers the question about what is the greatest commandment by naming two commendments, the Shema and Lev 19:18. These are two of the places in which this one Hebrew word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ve'ahavta&lt;/span&gt;, is found. It is the occurrence of uncommon expressions in Scripture that got the notice of the Jewish teachers. In fact, this is actually an example of one of the rules of interpretation taught by the rabbis even before Jesus. The rule is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gzerah shava&lt;/span&gt; and refers to a linking of same forms. I learned about rabbinic methods of interpretation at Hebrew Union College, but I had not considered that the great day of questions in Jesus&lt;br /&gt; final week provides such a great example. Jesus is using a technique known and used by the Jewish scholars of his day. In the parallel account in Matt 22:34-40, Jesus says, "On these two commands the whole law and the prophets depend." This clever and profound joining of two passages may have combined to cause the scribe to respond, "Well spoken, teacher ..." (Mark 12:32). That teh scribe was sincere seems clear from Jesus' response, "Not far are you from the kingdom of God (Mark 12:34).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZZmAzpsOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MMY1WH2GBBA/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZZmAzpsOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MMY1WH2GBBA/s200/IMG_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352063716762956002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I would like to introduce you to two of my new friends, David and Amanda Bosanquet. They are a delightful Christian couple. Amanda was born in Wales and David in England. They both attended the same medical school in Cardiff, Wales. They married a year ago and now practice medicine there. Amanda is in general practice and David just passed his exams to be a surgeon. Incidentally, in England, before you are a doctor, you are a "mister." Once you become a physician, you are called "doctor." Once you become a surgeon, you earn the prestigious title of "mister." This may seem strange to Americans, but it is taken with no little sense of accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda is in the Jonah (beginning) class with little to no prior knowledge of Hebrew, and David is with us in the Ruth (intermediate) class. I asked them why they are studying Hebrew. Their answer was that they wanted to be able to study the Bible directly from the original and know the Bible better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this so refreshing and encouraging. Many of our preachers have little interest in knowing Greek, much less Hebrew. Here are non-clergy Christians who study Hebrew because they love God and the Bible. For years I have been telling students that these are the two best reasons to study biblical languages, hence the name of this blog (Peter Vogt gave me the idea). I say this with a smile on my face, but I think they think I'm joking. I'm actually quite serious. I hope readers of this blog will be so encouraged, whether they are pursuing professional ministry or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old Ruins (and More Friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZgBRGPXOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/G8XrTZHcmY0/s1600-h/IMG_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZgBRGPXOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/G8XrTZHcmY0/s200/IMG_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070782062124258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter and I ran this morning, but took another walk this evening. This time we went to the third site on the Tzuba road, Tel Tzuba. A tel ("mound") is like a hill, except that it is not a hill made by the earth's own forces, but one made by a city being built, destroyed, and rebuilt on the same site over and again. I took a number of photos. Here are just a few. The first photo is simply the public marker naming the site. It reads right-to-left, of course, and says, "Tel Tzuba."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZZm5j7C_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/e4mPqFnN7N8/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZZm5j7C_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/e4mPqFnN7N8/s200/IMG_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352063731997805554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that we had quite a group from various classes of the Ulpan ("school") go. On the front row of five, left-to-right, Carlos (Ecuador), Peter (my roommate from Minnesota), Geli (England). Emily (Michigan), Amanda, and Lori (South Carolina); on the back row, David and I. This picture was take atop the highest building of the tel on the very top of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZgBlkqs2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ssL26-frmZU/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZgBlkqs2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ssL26-frmZU/s200/IMG_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070787558454114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the residents of the Kibbutz, nicknamed Bucky (from being born with two front teeth), volunteered to be our guide. He took the picture. His English and American accent were so good, that when he had to take time to search for a word, it seemed surprising. He led us up the back way, which involved a little climbing - not so easy for girls in skirts. We went down an easier way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZhZgmkQ5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/S4aExDSea0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZhZgmkQ5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/S4aExDSea0Y/s200/IMG_0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352072298052731794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here is a beautiful view of Jerusalem to the east and various other places in all directions. Down the hill to the west is the Kibbutz Tzuba. The picture shown here looks northward. The city in the center is part of Mevasseret Zion. It is an upper class area that wishes to remain an independent town from Jerusalem. Before Mevasseret you can see the vineyards of the Kibbuts. Bucky said that the weather here, with hot summers and cold winters, allows them to grow grapes with an unusual quality, that allows the Kibbuts to make very good wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZZnIktbzI/AAAAAAAAAII/v6HAnW0QgVo/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZZnIktbzI/AAAAAAAAAII/v6HAnW0QgVo/s200/IMG_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352063736027639602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another view from the very top into the courtyard of Tel Tzuba. This would have been a market place. I don't know how old the remains are. They go back at least to the Early Byzantine period (about AD 325-640). There is lots of evidence of rebuilding. The city itself is mentioned in Scripture in 1 Sam 14:47; 2 Sam 8:3, 5, 12; 23:36; 1 Kgs 11:23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I will wish you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layla tov&lt;/span&gt; ("good night").&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-5930950450829270173?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/5930950450829270173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-friends-and-old-ruins.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/5930950450829270173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/5930950450829270173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-friends-and-old-ruins.html' title='New Friends and Old Ruins'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkZZmAzpsOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MMY1WH2GBBA/s72-c/IMG_0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-4186292525194621594</id><published>2009-06-25T20:02:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:11:09.245+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Dead Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 8:&lt;/span&gt; June 25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's class session was special. We took a large van and all went to the Dead Sea. The Hebrew (and biblical) name for the sea is Yam haMelakh, "the Sea of Salt." Our driver was Muslim, and very friendly, and a good driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxKat5d_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/YNKlqTlAOH0/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxKat5d_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/YNKlqTlAOH0/s200/IMG_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351315574774921202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took us through Jerusalem, which is built on the top of the watershed of the mountain range. That means that on the eastern the air is much hotter and the rain much less. Here is a picture that illustrates why they referred to the area as wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerusalem is 2,500 feet above sea level. There is a large sign in the mountains when you reach sea level and another at 300 feet below. Then you drive still further to get to the Yam haMelakh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxLJWnrKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cptu3ocVsOU/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 127px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxLJWnrKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cptu3ocVsOU/s200/IMG_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351315587293752482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at one point to see Wadi Qelt. A wadi is a ravine that only has water in it during certain times of the year. "Wadi" is Arabic; Hebrew is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakhal&lt;/span&gt;. This wadi was very deep; it's difficult to have a true perspective without being there. In a nearby area, almost visible to us, was a monastery. Travelers do visit, but there had been "incidents" recently, so it was not open for visitors. Our course is built around a study of Ruth, who was a Moabitess. At this sight we read the printed text of the Mesha inscription from our course materials. Mesha was a king of Moab who boasted of defeating the Israelites in revenge and completely wiping them out. The amusing thing for the modern reader is that it is Moab that is no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxK0Uvt8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/1mM6xyvjpdA/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 102px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxK0Uvt8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/1mM6xyvjpdA/s200/IMG_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351315581648746434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxLguUalI/AAAAAAAAAHA/K0uS5VTPUu8/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 105px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxLguUalI/AAAAAAAAAHA/K0uS5VTPUu8/s200/IMG_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351315593567169106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this sight there were several beduins. They wanted to sell us things. It is interesting that camels are common in this area. Here is a beduin in traditional clothing. I don't know if that  was just for the tourists, or if he really preferred it. Most of the beduins dressed in more modern clothes. I suppose he would have let us ride the camel for a fee, but it was about 10:30 a.m., and very hot already (90+?). They also had a donkey. A young beduin boy, about 10 years old, kept asking me to "help a poor beduin boy" by buying a bag made by hand by his mother. He spoke in English. Others wanted to sell jewelry. Most didn't buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop was a nice gas station for drinks and rest in shade. There was very little air conditioning. We all brought water. I did buy some dates and ate a couple; they were delicious. (Unfortunately I left them on the bus when we got back to Tzuba.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little while we continued on to Yam haMelekh at a location called Kalia on the northern shore of the Sea. This is very near Qumran, but we did not go there, because we are focuing in on locations connected to our text. It had to be over 100 and there was very little breeze, so we were all sweating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we found some shade to study Gen 19, the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah and the saving of Lot. The location of Sodom and Gomorrah is debated. Most think it was in the south, because when Lot is fleeing he asks to go to a small village rather than the mountains. He names the village Zoar. There is a small village named Zoar at the southern end of Yam haMelakh. However,  in 19:17 the men tell Lot "Do not stop in the region (I don't have an English Bible with me, so I don't know what the translations have)." The word there refers to a circular shaped region. This better describes the place at the norhtern end of the Dead Sea. Therefore a few think that this was the area of hte destruction. We just don't know. The connection with Ruth is that after the destruction, when the daughters of Lot have children, their sons are named Moab and Ben-Ammon. They are the fathers of the Moabites and Ammonites, and Ruth was a Moabitess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parts were assigned so that when quoted material occurred in the text there was a different reader. I happened to be the narrator today. We read and asked and answered questions for nearly an hour until about 1:00. Then we were free to experience Yam haMelakh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOyJwAMEuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/D4GB_BVf7wM/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 105px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOyJwAMEuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/D4GB_BVf7wM/s200/IMG_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351316662820541154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us brought suits to wear into the water. There was a changing and showering area. You will notice that they spelled the English "ladies" as they pronounce it, "ledies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxL_gry8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/YNxyIRULW9A/s1600-h/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxL_gry8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/YNxyIRULW9A/s200/IMG_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351315601831480258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a beach here. The sand is pretty hard. On this day it was very hot. I wore suit, shoes, and sunblock. We congregated under a beach umbrella and got into the water. There was a nice pier to go out on, and I did, but it was so hot that it hurt my feet. I stood on the bottem step, which was submerged just under the suface, in order to take a few pictures. In the background you can see the western shore. This would be ancient Moab. To the left beyond the picture, some of the land slopes towards the Sea and actually has some greenness. This is the "Plains/Fields of Moab."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOyJMKeQTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6RVe55xJkic/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOyJMKeQTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6RVe55xJkic/s200/IMG_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351316653199999282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is part of our group in the water. The fellow with the young boy is Brian, one of our teachers. His son's name is Boaz. He speaks fluent Modern Hebrew as well as English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOyJe4v1eI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vQZvQcxO_zQ/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOyJe4v1eI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vQZvQcxO_zQ/s200/IMG_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351316658225927650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, I wanted you to see me in the water. Notice the brand new swim trunks and the especially pasty white skin tone - blinding. The water was very warm near the shore and, as is well known, is so salty that you float very much on top. Also, it feels almost oily. Where we were the bottom was mostly sandy and rather uneven. Sometimes you step in mud holes. People often smear this mineral mud on themselves for its healthful benefits. I did not. In fact, the mud is sold commercially, and in other locations on the shore people sell treatments very expensively. When I got out of the water, I walked directly onto the beach to avoid the hot pier and ran to the shaded sand under the umbrella, then on to the shower. I wasn't out long; job #1 was no sunburn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was on our own, so I ate a falafel. This was pita bread with fried chickpeas, lettuce, tomatoes, a little onion, and ... a few french fries.  It was quite tasty. A little after 2:00 we boarded our bus to return. The air conditioning decided to stop working, so it was a hot ride back. We learned and sang three Hebrew songs and made it back to Tzuba about 3:30. That's when I realized I had left my trunks in the shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon and evening were spent blogging and studying, and now I'm late getting my 8-hour sleep assignment. In the morning, we will run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brakhot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-4186292525194621594?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/4186292525194621594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-8-june-25-2009-todays-class-session.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/4186292525194621594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/4186292525194621594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-8-june-25-2009-todays-class-session.html' title='Trip to the Dead Sea'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOxKat5d_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/YNKlqTlAOH0/s72-c/IMG_0100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-49379544630086578</id><published>2009-06-25T17:41:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:10:33.279+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to the Mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 7: &lt;/span&gt;June 24, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our 30th wedding anniversary. Sorry we are apart, Julie, but happy anniversary anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we walked, instead of running. My body was "getting used to something," so we took it a little easy today. Peter didn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning class time was spent on finishing the first chapter of Ruth. We read the text and the teacher asks questions about it, all in Hebrew. We are free to discuss anything - in biblical Hebrew, of course! We also spend time discussing geography of the land, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOrU6BMA6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/DzXjDm49ShQ/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOrU6BMA6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/DzXjDm49ShQ/s200/IMG_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351309157906252706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch we ate with a woman, Lori, in the Jonah class (beginning level). This picture was actually taken at the mall. She is from South Carolina and runs a greenhouse business with her husband. They had good spring sales, and he knew that she wanted to learn Hebrew, so he told her to come. (I want you to understand: she is not a Bible scholar, but simply a Christian woman who wants to be connected to the Bible directly by learning the language.) She said she happened to end up with no roommate, which was great, but sometimes she wanted someone to do things with. We invited her to go to the mall, in nearby Mevasseret, with us later. So we made plans to leave about 4:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOsvvRGlUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/wvkK49iJAog/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOsvvRGlUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/wvkK49iJAog/s200/IMG_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351310718388311362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short nap and studying, we were ready. We walked a little over two miles one way to get there, stopping to read signs along the way. This is a view of the hills toward the east along the way. The highway is a main one and was important during the 1948 War of Independence. It used to go through Tzuba, but now the main highway bypasses the Kibbutz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOlIiRW5vI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aLxZTToVe5M/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOlIiRW5vI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aLxZTToVe5M/s200/IMG_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351302348303427314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the mall. This is the front entrance. You may notice the checkstation at the beginning. Everyone who enters passes throguh a scanner and has any bags checked for contents by a security officer. They do not allow close up pictures. The name of the mall is Qinyan Harel; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;qinyan&lt;/span&gt; comes from a Hebrew verb meaning "buy," so I suppose this is the Modern Hebrew equivalent of "mall." You will notice that Modern Hebrew very rarely uses vowel signs. In fact, only a small amount of Hebrew uses vowel signs. Modern printed Bibles do. The vowel signs used today were not written into the Hebrew text until about AD 800-900 by the Masoretes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOlIdNkd3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/uXCkZx8Yirg/s1600-h/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOlIdNkd3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/uXCkZx8Yirg/s200/IMG_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351302346945361778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mall is not large, at least by American standards. One of the interesting store is this. This is a Kosher (more correctly Kasher) McDonalds. The word right below teh golden arches says "MacDonalds" and the scond line says "haKasher," giving "The Kasher MacDonalds." The green word is "Discont." It's a lot of fun to read the signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOoV8gTucI/AAAAAAAAAFw/63AlDrgBGqM/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOoV8gTucI/AAAAAAAAAFw/63AlDrgBGqM/s200/IMG_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351305877218638274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOoWAspk2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/s94XaXTtNdw/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOoWAspk2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/s94XaXTtNdw/s200/IMG_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351305878344143714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the mall I took a couple of pictures. One simply has me in front. The other shows you what it takes to be Kasher: the separation of milk and meat. The meat side is on the left and the dairy side is blue and on the left. They will not share utensils between the two parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOoWgAA7dI/AAAAAAAAAGA/10sG6HS68zI/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 91px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOoWgAA7dI/AAAAAAAAAGA/10sG6HS68zI/s200/IMG_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351305886746865106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a bakery with things that looked marvelous (I didn't buy any; I'm trying to be good and drop a few pounds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOrVpfk4CI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VNW2VTAZ1UA/s1600-h/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOrVpfk4CI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VNW2VTAZ1UA/s200/IMG_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351309170650177570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOrVUcNHII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HGkX1QfI2eI/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOrVUcNHII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HGkX1QfI2eI/s200/IMG_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351309164998892674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a large outdoor observation deck with a beautiful view of Jerusalem. Here I am and just one of the photos I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way to and from the mall we talked, as much in Hebrew as we were able. I'm not as good as I want to be, but I'm getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brakhot ("Blessings")!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-49379544630086578?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/49379544630086578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/trip-to-mall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/49379544630086578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/49379544630086578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/trip-to-mall.html' title='A Trip to the Mall'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkOrU6BMA6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/DzXjDm49ShQ/s72-c/IMG_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-2779383757125726414</id><published>2009-06-24T23:07:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:41:46.208+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Class and a Lecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6:&lt;/span&gt; June 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my mom's birthday, and I wish her a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short blog today. I slept well and my body is used to things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was a little more difficult today, but all goes well. I'm getting better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After studying in the afternoon and a light super, Randall Buth, director of the Biblical Language Center and my CoHeLeT colleague, gave a lecture on the history of the Hebrew language at 7:00. He planned to go 40 minutes with 20 minutes for questions, but lecture and discussion lasted until 9:00. It was held at the reception center on an outdoor veranda that overlooks a great valley and the hills of Jerusalem, which is just on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecture was excellent. I took notes and won't tell you everything, but let me give just one of the valuable lessons. When I was in seminary, NT scholarship taught that the Jews in Israel did not speak Hebrew, but only Aramaic and Greek. Further, the Hebrew of the Mishnah (written about AD 200; Google it, if you want more information) was an artificial language used only by scholars. So, when we read passages in the NT that say someone spoke in "Hebrew," we were taught that they meant Aramaic. This teaching had its origin in a brilliant scholar named Geiger. He was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, many Jews in Jesus' day were tri-lingual: Greek, Aramaic, and Hebrew. More than that, they new two levels of Hebrew: a spoken language, like the Hebrew of the Mishnah, and a written language like the Hebrew of the Bible in the time after Jeremiah, (about 500 BC). Proof for this is now pretty well established.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, Randall pointed out that in Josephus, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jewish Wars&lt;/span&gt;, 5.272, Josephus tells how the Jews had lookouts to warn the people when the Romans would hurl large stones. The people would run for cover and were able to resist the Roman "missiles." Josephus, who wrote in Greek, says they yelled, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o uios erkhetai&lt;/span&gt;," which means "the son is coming!" Of course at first this doesn't make any sense. However, the Hebrew for "a stone is coming!" is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eben ba'a&lt;/span&gt;." If you imagine in the excitement that listeners didn't hear the first and last vowels, the Hebrew expression becomes, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ben ba&lt;/span&gt;," which sounds just like a real sentence meaning, "a son is coming!" Trying this in Aramaic does not work at all. The Aramaic equivalent of "a stone is coming!" would be "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kepha atha&lt;/span&gt;." So, it appears that these warnings were in Hebrew and these warnings were given to all the people, including the commoners, inside the walls of Jerusalem. The language of choice to address all the people was Hebrew, not Aramaic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This information has been known since about 1988 at least, but many NT scholars are still giving misinformation here. I used to myself! But no more. Incidentally, to counteract the warnings, the Romans began to paint the stones black, which made them harder to see and thus more liable to cause damage. There are many things to learn here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-2779383757125726414?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/2779383757125726414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-and-lecture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/2779383757125726414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/2779383757125726414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-and-lecture.html' title='Class and a Lecture'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-4785871491979766917</id><published>2009-06-23T07:05:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:50:20.973+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5:&lt;/span&gt; June 22, 2009, Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Julie. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another not-so-good night of sleep (but I did stay in bed; that was the assignment), we got up shortly after 6 and went running. Peter and I did a little better than the last time. We followed a route that has three sites on it that we had learned about on our walk the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first sight was one we saw Sunday night, Ein Tzuba, "the spring of Tzuba." Of course in Israel these springs have always been very important sources of water. These pictures show the spring and the pool and a map diagramming the underground structure  how it's related to the Kibbutz. Unfortunately the glare from my flash makes much of it unreadable. I may try another time to get a better photo.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEcubOHnfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hCLAB4nrqy4/s1600-h/IMG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEcubOHnfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hCLAB4nrqy4/s200/IMG_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350589416199396850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEctZxl9PI/AAAAAAAAACg/V-E1IValv7s/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEctZxl9PI/AAAAAAAAACg/V-E1IValv7s/s200/IMG_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350589398631445746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEctnr-gmI/AAAAAAAAACo/JHgluo2HuS4/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEctnr-gmI/AAAAAAAAACo/JHgluo2HuS4/s200/IMG_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350589402365985378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast (I ate no fish this morning), class began at 8:30 and lasted until 12:30 with three breaks along the way. Class went well. It is very interactive. The teachers speak in Hebrew and get us to respond either in action or in Hebrew. uring the course we are also memorizing the Shema (Deut 6:4-9). Today we did vv. 4-5. They write the text on the board and we do motions as we recite to help get the word into us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch and a nap, I studied the rest of the afternoon. We are going through Ruth in these two weeks, plus two chapters from other books that are relevant background to the book. We not only read and act out the story, we actually discuss the story in Hebrew. As a teaching method, the teachers tell the story by paraphrasing it (in Hebrew) as a preview to the next day's lesson. Today in class we did Ruth 1:1-10. Our assignment is to listen to the audio files (repeatedly) and read the text to become as familar with it as we can; to read with understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a light supper in our room (cereal again; Peter and I are alike in so many ways, and liking cereal anytime is one of them), we went out for another walk. We went on &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkD7KCAj1QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/u6QQXbeuRWA/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkD7KCAj1QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/u6QQXbeuRWA/s200/IMG_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350552507072632066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkD7JZX9NDI/AAAAAAAAABo/UGjRpRpfI2Y/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkD7JZX9NDI/AAAAAAAAABo/UGjRpRpfI2Y/s200/IMG_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350552496164910130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the same road that we walked last night to see the spring. The road actually forms a circuit. This time we went the opposite direction to see the ancient trees and crusader ruins. The road is paved, but we turn right, toward the inside of the circuit, to follow a windy, rocky dirt path. Soon the path is grassy and we come to the ancient trees. Here are two of them, the second with a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign reads (what I can make out without a dictionary; I'll try to update later):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oak of [?]&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkD7JyoiaJI/AAAAAAAAABw/17YYYs5WzOg/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkD7JyoiaJI/AAAAAAAAABw/17YYYs5WzOg/s200/IMG_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350552502945343634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This tree is 100 years old and among the largest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;in the mountains of Jerusalem. It was preserved [?] his holiness(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;around the tree of [?] of the Muslim mausoleum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we continue on the grassy path, which is still visible, but the surrounding plants almost grow over it. Then we found the ruins. I don't know anything about them. We are amazed that they would come over and build such a structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkD7KW07o2I/AAAAAAAAACA/j4wt0qfnWEM/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 90px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkD7KW07o2I/AAAAAAAAACA/j4wt0qfnWEM/s200/IMG_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350552512661005154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peter standing at the bottom of the steps entering a large underground room. Think of it as having four sections with Peter standing in the first. front and on the right, when you stand on the outside looking in at the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEZFfZuiKI/AAAAAAAAACY/OId_m3Gi2Yw/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEZFfZuiKI/AAAAAAAAACY/OId_m3Gi2Yw/s200/IMG_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350585414412306594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This would be the second section, front and on the left as you look left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the left rear chamber, there was a narrow passage leading upward. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEZFED2H-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/R3VFT7MKwp0/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEZFED2H-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/R3VFT7MKwp0/s200/IMG_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350585407072772066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We could not see where it went and did not go in, but we suspect that it went up to the ground now. We also suspect that all the surrounding rubble are ruins of a tower. This passage probably led up into the tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This photo is of the right rear section.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEn8jXPGSI/AAAAAAAAADI/VGCH0HNECjs/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 85px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEn8jXPGSI/AAAAAAAAADI/VGCH0HNECjs/s200/IMG_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350601753531193634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting dark, so we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little more studying, and off to bed for a good (?) night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brakhot ("blessings") to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-4785871491979766917?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/4785871491979766917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/4785871491979766917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/4785871491979766917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-begins.html' title='Class Begins'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEcubOHnfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hCLAB4nrqy4/s72-c/IMG_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-7558041291161483543</id><published>2009-06-22T07:37:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:59:41.808+03:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time in Jerusalem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4:&lt;/span&gt; June 21, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter and I are still suffering from jet lag. After going to bed about 10 p.m., we woke up about 2 or 3 a.m. We decided to get up about 4 and read until 6, when we decided to give sleep another try. We dozed until 7:30 showered and went to breakfast - we missed our exercising for the day. Afterwards we shopped at the Tzuba market to have some things in our room for the evneing meal (our tuition covers breakfast and lunch). We were in a bit of a rush, because Peter had arranged to meet two friends he had met 13 years ago in Jerusalem, Paul and Rhoda Carpenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-clC25dtI/AAAAAAAAABY/jGfPMDNrJfA/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-clC25dtI/AAAAAAAAABY/jGfPMDNrJfA/s200/IMG_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350167042575660754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a bus from Kibbutz Tzuba to Jerusalem for 8.1 shekels (about $2). The picture is of our bus. The Hebrew says "Superbus." We boarded a little after 11 a.m. to meet Paul and Rhoda about noon. We actually didn't go into the station, but waited on the street. The traffic was heavy with aggressive drivers (I was glad I wasn't driving a rental) and there were many people catching numerous buses. The 183 took us to the central bus station, where we were to catch the 60. Within a couple of minutes, the 60 stops and opens the door ... for about 5 seconds! Then it took off without us. We decide to wait for the next one because a walk to the Jaffa Gate is about 2 miles to the Old City. After waiting about half an hour, the 60 arrived and we were ready, or so we thought. The bus double parked a little past the stop, did not open the door, and in at most 5 seconds, took off, leaving us and others without a bus.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-cky9A5YI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rYEiV3TP7is/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 87px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-cky9A5YI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rYEiV3TP7is/s200/IMG_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350167038306346370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now it was noon and we were late anyway, so we decided to walk. It was a vigorous 45 minute walk that took us to the Jaffa Gate and into the Old City, where we were to meet Paul and Rhoda. We followed street signs directing us to the Old City. Of course we read the Hebrew, not that English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-cj3GC1VI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CqB8cC095Qw/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 90px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-cj3GC1VI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CqB8cC095Qw/s200/IMG_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350167022238094674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the gate (see the picture). Paul and Rhod&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-pNK6LeBI/AAAAAAAAABg/6d37HK_JCpU/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-pNK6LeBI/AAAAAAAAABg/6d37HK_JCpU/s200/IMG_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350180926071207954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a were not there, but we met them at their hotel nearby. Paul is a cardiologist in Sioux Falls, ND. Rhoda is an adjunct professor at Sioux Falls Seminary, formerly North American Baptist Seminary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked for a restaurant, walking through the very narrow streets paved with large tones rubbed smooth with centuries of commercial foot traffic. We went into two shops run by Christians known to Paul and Rhoda. These are places to get fair deals on merchandise. One fellow used to be PLO, but became a Christian. He told us of a Muslim woman who was soon to be baptized and they needed some witnesses, preferably from far away. We may go do that, if arrangements can be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and Rhoda bought lunch for us at a sandwich shop there in the Old City. We had a long and enjoyable conversation, and after saying our goodbyes, Paul led us to Jerusal&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-ckpwUk9I/AAAAAAAAABI/4T9sJu0UW7E/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-ckpwUk9I/AAAAAAAAABI/4T9sJu0UW7E/s200/IMG_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350167035837191122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;em University Center, headed by Paul Wright. Paul Wright is a friend of mine from Hebrew Union College days, and I wanted to see him. Also, Carl Rasmussen teaches there and I hoped to get a chance to meet him there. But it was Sunday and they were not there. Here is a picture of the Tower of David. It is near the Jaffa Gate. Of course it doesn't date to the time of David; I don't know how old it is. Perhaps I'll give you an update later. We couldn't stay long, because we had to get back for our orientation to the Biblical Language Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught a bus back to the Central Bus Station and, after a half hour of walking and searching, we found the stop to wait for the 183 back to Tzuba. So, we made it. There was not a lot of exciting things seen, but this was an exploratory excursion. We'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate some cereal for supper with our new friend Dave, from Ireland. Then in the evening we had our orientation. There were about 15 students for the beginning and intermediate courses. I hope to introduce some to you later. About a third were from the US. Two were from Wales. One fellow was from Ireland, at least three from the UK, one a Wycliffe Bible translator from Honduras, and one from South America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After orientation we began our first assignments: (1) complete a placement exam, and (2) 8 hours of sleep. Layla Tov!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-7558041291161483543?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/7558041291161483543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-time-in-jerusalem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7558041291161483543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/7558041291161483543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-time-in-jerusalem.html' title='First Time in Jerusalem'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj-clC25dtI/AAAAAAAAABY/jGfPMDNrJfA/s72-c/IMG_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-8823002967238628372</id><published>2009-06-21T22:04:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:49:34.614+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Resting at Kibbutz Tzuba</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/span&gt; June 20, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkPbTD8URTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lCW_RPZcPVk/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkPbTD8URTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lCW_RPZcPVk/s200/IMG_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351361902768571698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We awoke early this morning. Our apartment has a small balcony. This is the view from it. In the distance are the hills of Jerusalem, which lies on teh other side. I think the town you see of part of the town of Mevasseret. As you can see this side of Israel is very green, even in summer. The building you see is the Qabala, Reception area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEx2GqrXWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BgEPagdqJuY/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 88px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEx2GqrXWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BgEPagdqJuY/s200/IMG_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350612637865172322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share a small bedroom with two beds. The beds are small, but comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Peter and I rose about six and ran together. Since I live near the coast in North Carolina where it is very flat, I knew running would be more difficult in these hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate breakfast at the Kibbutz cafeteria. The fare is diff&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEx3MBFcEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/f57Prjel0mE/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 87px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEx3MBFcEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/f57Prjel0mE/s200/IMG_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350612656481202242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEx21m8gRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wLewyu6C7Ns/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 89px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEx21m8gRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wLewyu6C7Ns/s200/IMG_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350612650465984786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;erent than &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEx2Tq6nwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Pj1XTPsfesg/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 85px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkEx2Tq6nwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Pj1XTPsfesg/s200/IMG_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350612641355833090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is typical in America, though plenty of western type things are available. They serve vegetables and cold fish (smoked salmon, etc.). I had a cereal, boiled eggs, coffee, smoked salmon, smoked other fish (identity unknown), and a vegetable tuna salad (corn, red and green peppers, tuna chunks), and olives. The fish was salty, but all the food was very good. The coffee is Turkish. It is powdery; you put a teaspoon or two in a cup, add hot water, and stir. It is very smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we visited the small grocery market. It was fun reading all the labels; some had English, but most did not. I learned how to say strawberry in Hebrew: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tot&lt;/span&gt;. The small store sells many things in addition to food; it is a bit expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a morning of reading and getting settled, we had lunch - the main meal at the cafeteria. I ate a large meatball that tasted like meatloaf and a roasted chicken leg, humus, more olives, and some vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still recovering from jet lag, I took a two-hour nap in the hot afternoon (about 84 degrees and not a cloud in the sky).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was beautiful. Peter and I took a walk on a trail at the Kibbutz. We followed a map, which was not to scale and a bit tricky to follow, to the spring, Ein Tzuba. Continuing on the circuit, we passed many orchards. There was a parking area with a picnic table. There I spotted a fig tree (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;te'enah&lt;/span&gt;) with ripening fruit and took a picture. It was beginning to get dark, but there is more to see. We will make another trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the end of Shabbat. Tomorrow to Jerusalem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-8823002967238628372?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/8823002967238628372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/resting-at-kibbutz-tzuba.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/8823002967238628372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/8823002967238628372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/resting-at-kibbutz-tzuba.html' title='Resting at Kibbutz Tzuba'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SkPbTD8URTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lCW_RPZcPVk/s72-c/IMG_0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679327060588352782.post-6062747793298295208</id><published>2009-06-20T11:44:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:48:37.924+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey to Israel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days 1-2:&lt;/span&gt; June 18-19, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plane was scheduled to leave Norfolk at 2:55 p.m. Thursday, June 18. However, bad weather in New York delayed the flight until about 5:45. Julie, my wife, whose flight to Kansas wa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj0Gk2Lc3RI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bTFk3mwSx34/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 63px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj0Gk2Lc3RI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bTFk3mwSx34/s200/MyPicture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349439162474618130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s also delayed on account to weather, told me that Peter Vogt (for his blog, go &lt;a href="http://devarimblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;here)&lt;/a&gt;, my good friend, with whom I was going to Israel, was also delayed and might not make the 7:50 departure from JFK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once on the ground at JFK, we stayed on the runway so long that I only had about 15 minutes to make my flight to Tel Aviv. So, I ran through the airport with my backpack bouncing on my back and I made it to the gate about 7:45 and learned that the departure had been delayed until 10:45. Thanks to God, this gave Peter time to arrive (about 8:30) and we boarded our 777 about 11:00 p.m. We had to wait for other plains to take off, though, and did not take off until 12:45 a.m. Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the 270 passengers were Jewish, and most were Israeli. While waiting in line shortly before boarding, A mother with three young children was trying to get the youngest, a cute little girl about 2 years old, to stop running around and to sit in her stroller. When the little girl did not obey, the mother said, "Ekhad, Shtayim, Shalosh," then picked up the little girl and said, "Shvi!" It was fun to hear this language live and in person. The mother was speaking Modern Hebrew (which is about 85% like biblical Hebrew), but biblical Hebrew would be identical to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the mother say? "One, two, three, sit!" The command to sit is how to make the command to a female. The command to a male would be "Shev!" in Hebrew. Fun, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride was nice and long, but basically comfortable. I slept about 4-5 hours on the plane, I suppose. We arrived in Tel Aviv at 6:00 p.m. (Israel time), which is the beginning of Shabbat. Many stores were closed, so Peter split a sandwich in the airport and took a taxi to Tzuba and got checked in about 8:00. It was a long day and we were tired. More tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679327060588352782-6062747793298295208?l=biblang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/feeds/6062747793298295208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/journey-to-israel.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/6062747793298295208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679327060588352782/posts/default/6062747793298295208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biblang.blogspot.com/2009/06/journey-to-israel.html' title='The Journey to Israel'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791943446546795526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/SjygrQ88OYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tor0oA-vCq0/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMUYXth5BtA/Sj0Gk2Lc3RI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bTFk3mwSx34/s72-c/MyPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
