Last Shabbat was a wonderful sharing of friendship and caring with a couple of my dear friends at Paul’s place. Naamah and her son came as well. We played, and prayed, and worshiped, and ate as we celebrated the gift of the Lord’s Shabbat we have the privilege to share in Jerusalem. Walking home I was filled with wonder and gratitude as I stopped to take lots of photos of the beautiful sights in Yemin Moshe. (some are online, the link is in the next blog) This restful day helped prepare for a very busy week to follow.
Sunday I met with dear friends Barb and Barnie who have now become closer than ever after hearing the amazing stories of Barnie’s heritage, salvation, history and so much more! Thank you Lord for making this happen. I was so blessed to spend time with these amazing treasures hidden in Jerusalem.
I was privileged then to spend an afternoon with Chuck and Liz Kopp, who were our pastors and dear friends while we lived in Jerusalem. We shared memories and caught up on friends and ministries I haven’t had time to meet with. In between meetings, I did a bit of prayer walking and visiting familiar places. One of those was Ramat Rachel.
Again these meetings were preparation for Wednesday’s visit to the Galilee for a special, very intimate memorial for Duane with our dear friend Paul. I rented a car and enjoyed the drive up the Jordan valley. It so very beautiful, and I had not seen it in many years. Thank you God for a road trip! I am so thankful for all the Lord put on Paul’s heart to share as we honored Duane on the shores of the Kinneret (the northern Galilee near Capernaum where Jesus spent so much time–see pic at top) and close to the location Duane told so many stories about. With all the tourists filling the place, it was wonderful that God gave us a private setting to have this special memorial. Only the fish seemed to take note of our visit, coming toward the shore and jumping into the air occasionally playfully observing us.
We were then invited to a home for lunch nearby where again we ate, worshiped, and shared hearts. No other ministry comes closer to the heart of God than the sharing of hearts in him except perhaps touching the hearts of orphans and widows with his heart. I am so blessed to know and to continue to meet hearts that beat with the Heart of the Father.
Thank you all for praying for those divine appointments. Everyday He blows me away with the plans that He has for my path. Truly I am blessed!