I got to go to the Old City for the second time in my life and... Well, let me start from the beginning. We have a short day on Tuesday and when Jonah and I came home from school, we asked, "Can we go to the Old City?" Mommy and Daddy said we could and so first Jonah and I made little prayers. We put them in our pockets and started on our way. We took a bus down to the Old City of Jerusalem. Bus is 'otoboos' in Hebrew. Any way, when we got to the Old City Jonah and I raced down a REALLY long ramp and then waited up for mom and dad. We walked through Jaffa Gate and... Well, let's just get to the point. We walked all the way to the Western Wall and parted. Jonah and my dad on the men's side and ME and my mom on the women's side. With my hand in my pocket making sure my prayer was still there, I waited quietly for my turn at the wall. When I was standing near the wall, and I mean looking at thousands of tiny pieces of paper, I reached out my hand and TOUCHED the most holy place in Israel. The place where a lot of people #1 go to pray and cry and #2 to be with God. A lot of people believe that that is the place where God is. I slowly pulled out my prayer and stuck it in the wall. I was close to tears myself. I wanted soooooooooooo much for my friends to be with me. I've done it! I said to myself. I've touched the Western Wall. I was sooo exited. I TOUCHED the most holy place in Jerusalem. It felt amazing to be in God's presence.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Touching God
Finally!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I got to go to the Old City for the second time in my life and... Well, let me start from the beginning. We have a short day on Tuesday and when Jonah and I came home from school, we asked, "Can we go to the Old City?" Mommy and Daddy said we could and so first Jonah and I made little prayers. We put them in our pockets and started on our way. We took a bus down to the Old City of Jerusalem. Bus is 'otoboos' in Hebrew. Any way, when we got to the Old City Jonah and I raced down a REALLY long ramp and then waited up for mom and dad. We walked through Jaffa Gate and... Well, let's just get to the point. We walked all the way to the Western Wall and parted. Jonah and my dad on the men's side and ME and my mom on the women's side. With my hand in my pocket making sure my prayer was still there, I waited quietly for my turn at the wall. When I was standing near the wall, and I mean looking at thousands of tiny pieces of paper, I reached out my hand and TOUCHED the most holy place in Israel. The place where a lot of people #1 go to pray and cry and #2 to be with God. A lot of people believe that that is the place where God is. I slowly pulled out my prayer and stuck it in the wall. I was close to tears myself. I wanted soooooooooooo much for my friends to be with me. I've done it! I said to myself. I've touched the Western Wall. I was sooo exited. I TOUCHED the most holy place in Jerusalem. It felt amazing to be in God's presence.
I got to go to the Old City for the second time in my life and... Well, let me start from the beginning. We have a short day on Tuesday and when Jonah and I came home from school, we asked, "Can we go to the Old City?" Mommy and Daddy said we could and so first Jonah and I made little prayers. We put them in our pockets and started on our way. We took a bus down to the Old City of Jerusalem. Bus is 'otoboos' in Hebrew. Any way, when we got to the Old City Jonah and I raced down a REALLY long ramp and then waited up for mom and dad. We walked through Jaffa Gate and... Well, let's just get to the point. We walked all the way to the Western Wall and parted. Jonah and my dad on the men's side and ME and my mom on the women's side. With my hand in my pocket making sure my prayer was still there, I waited quietly for my turn at the wall. When I was standing near the wall, and I mean looking at thousands of tiny pieces of paper, I reached out my hand and TOUCHED the most holy place in Israel. The place where a lot of people #1 go to pray and cry and #2 to be with God. A lot of people believe that that is the place where God is. I slowly pulled out my prayer and stuck it in the wall. I was close to tears myself. I wanted soooooooooooo much for my friends to be with me. I've done it! I said to myself. I've touched the Western Wall. I was sooo exited. I TOUCHED the most holy place in Jerusalem. It felt amazing to be in God's presence.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Holding Rain
I went to my super cousin's parents' house for a Shabbat lunch one day and my super cousin's wife has a baby named Matar wich means rain in Hebrew. I got to hold her and I was brave enough to stand up and bounce a little to keep her quiet. What I mean by brave is that I would never have the nerve to stand up and hold a baby. I'm always afraid that I will drop the baby. But I did it! At that same moment I learned that chamood is for a boy and chamooda is for a girl. It is so fun to hold babies! By the way, chamood and chamooda mean cutie in Hebrew.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Old City Oldness
Stalactite and Stalagmite Wonders
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