The view from Herod's palace at Masada

We saw a lot in our first few days. I forgot to mention some great details about Bethlehem and scripture. First and foremost is the name Bethehem itself, or Beit Lechem, which is the Hebrew transliteration. It means "house of bread" or even "house of food" (as lechem can be translated generally or specifically, just like the Old English words brot and hlaf, which wound up swapping meanings). But let's stick with the most common understanding—"house of bread." Jesus is born in the "house of bread" and placed in a manger, a feeding trough. He later refers to Himself as the "Bread of Life" (see John 6). And He is also the Lamb of God, the Paschal sacrifice, which must be eaten for the memorial to be complete.

Newly restored Church of the Nativity

It's been a very long day. We came through the border crossing to Jordan this morning and spent the rest of the day making our way to Petra, via the Valley of Moses. We arrived after 9:00 PM, and we have to check out and get ready for the ancient city by 7:00 AM. Then it's to Amman and our last Mass before heading home. Needless to say, we will be exhausted by the time we get on the plane.

That said, let's get on with the visit to Bethlehem.

Acts 1: 1-11; Ephesians 1: 17-23; Mark 16: 15-20

I don’t know if you’ve heard, but apparently Jesus never really existed—or if He did, He’s just a copy of some other pagan god who already existed before Him.

Have you heard this claim? It’s a favorite of contemporary atheists, and you might hear them on occasion during Easter or Christmas on the History Channel, which I prefer to call the Heresy Channel when it comes to anything dealing with the Christian faith.

Main chapel, Church of the Dormition

The continuing saga of a motley crew of pilgrims and their intrepid shepherd, le monsignori.

Part I

Part II

Part III

At the risk of sounding more like Chaucer and less like myself, here begins our ascent from Mount Olivet across the Kidron Valley to the City of David.

When the day's heat bore upon us, 

We boarded coach and drove to Zion Gate. 

'Ere we approached Dormition Abbey, 

where on our Lady began her final sleep.

Dominus Flevit, designed by Antonio Barluzzi

Part I

Part II

Slowly plodding, our intrepid pilgrims made their way down Mount Olivet, visiting each station on the way, commemorating Christ's entrance into Jerusalem. We paused at a point along the way to look out over the Old City from East Jerusalem.

Directly ahead is, of course, the Dome of the Rock. The two gray domes behind it are the two domes of the Church of the Holy Sepulcher.
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