This will have to be my last post tonight, I still feel crummy and have to get up in 6.5 hours.
As we continue down the triumphal entry road, (dodging the random car here and there) we see on either side…cemeteries. Mike tells us that if one wants to be buried in one of these spots nowadays it will run you a several million dollar donation. Yikes.
When people visit loved one’s graves here, instead of flowers, they leave rocks. Some of them had many rocks on them.
Soon we are down in the Kidron Valley coming into the gate for the Garden of Gethsemane. Not large really, maybe 25-30 meters squared that is fenced off so you can’t walk through.
There are many old olive trees in the garden, but the oldest dates back to the time of Jesus.
Next to the garden is the Church of All Nations, or the Church of the Agony, and the altar is behind the rock Jesus prayed on. It is a dark, but incredibly beautiful church.
The entrance.
The other side of the entrance…soooo pretty.
There were several cross stained glass windows like this inside the church. Beautiful.
The rock thought to be the one Jesus prayed to the Father on, asking Him to take this cup from Him, but “Thy Will Be Done.”
Above the Altar.
The front of the church.
OK…this was where we broke for lunch and drove up by the embassy for yucky pizza. I need to go to bed, and Evan just got back from playing cards in the lobby. Just to immortalize it and drive a friend crazy…Evan beat TJ in golf (cards) in two 9-hole games. TJ won a quick 3-hole shootout so he could sleep tonight. You’re welcome, TJ. : )