We started the day early. Packed our bags and set them outside the door of our hotel room, out in the middle of the open! Anybody could have walked off with them. The bell boy picked them up and took them to the lobby, we identified our bags and they were loaded on the bus. But that’s how they did it in Israel, the crime rate was very low, thus, that’s how we handled our luggage throughout the trip. We went to an ancient coliseum built by Herod the Great. Pastor Griffith demonstrated the acoustics by singing a solo on the stage and everyone in the stadium could hear him. We moved on to the Hippodrome where proof on Pontius Piolate was discovered. The Hippodrome was an ancient horse racetrack; it was one furlong in distance with a sharp turn at one end. The people back then liked blood and guts and the turn was an excellent place for racing accidents to occur. Anyways, we walked up the track, the Mediterranean Sea to our left; a tsunami had washed away the grandstands along the sea. We stopped for lunch. Falafel was a common food in Israel and it was good. We made our ascent to Mount Carmel, where Elisha challenged the profits of Baal. Our eyes fell onto the Jezreel Valley, or better known as the Valley of Armageddon. Twenty-five miles long and seven miles wide; it is the world’s “most perfect battle field.” More battles had been fought in this valley than any other place on earth. Very humbling and moving, knowing what will happen on that land someday soon.
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