Happy Easter from the Holy Land y'all:) This past week has been unforgettable! The events of Holy Week took place in this very city, 2000 years ago. I know that Jesus suffered for my sins, died on the cross, was buried in a tomb, and rose again. He is my Savior. Let me share what I did to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ.
Day 1: Palm Sunday
Matthew 21:1-17. This was the day of Jesus's triumphal entry from Bethphage into Jerusalem. We started out by attending a mass where they blessed the palm and olive branches. Later, thousands of Christians met at the church in Bethphage and we all marched into the Old City. We waved our palms branches, sang songs about Jesus, and felt happy to be together. I was amazed at how many Christians were there.
Day 2: On Monday, we didn't do anything too holy. We actually just went snorkeling in the Red Sea. SO FUN! :)
Day 3: On Tuesday, we went into a quiet place on the Mount of Olives and read Jesus's Olivet Discourse.
Day 4: On Wednesday, we had a field trip in the Jewish Quarter of the Old City. We saw ruins from the Temple in Jerusalem during the time of Jesus. I loved imagining Him there. Later, we stopped at the Western Wall and put a prayer in the wall.
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| Jesus probably stepped on this step:) |
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| At the Western Wall |
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| Dancing on the rooftops in the Jewish Quarter |
Day 5: Maundy Thursday
On the day when Jesus suffered for the sins in the world, I went and read the Biblical accounts of His suffering in the Garden of Gethsemane.
Day 6: Good Friday
We went to a Good Friday Catholic mass at the Notre Dame church.
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| Had to stop for Magnum Bars on the walk home:) |
Day 7: On the Sabbath (Saturday, here), we went back to the Garden of Gethsemane for more study. If you haven't read it, read Elder Holland's talk None Were With Him. Jesus took the loneliest journey during the last week of His life. He felt it all--loneliness, betrayal, abandonment. He understands the hard times, because He's gone through them.
Day 8: Easter Sunday
On early Sunday morning, we arose at 5am and walked to the Garden Tomb for a sunrise service. We had a great time, complete with lots of hallelujahs, a fervant sermon, and some reading of the Good Word. There were Christians there from every continent.
Here is a link, if you want a preview. Such a great memory. Later, we went to John the Baptist's hometown. We finished the night with an egg-bashing contest. So funny.
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| Church of the Visitation (when Mary learned she'd be the Mother of the Son of God) |
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| Easter Sunday dinner with a beautiful view of the city of Jerusalem |
All in all, I loved Holy Week. It was so special to celebrate in the land where it all happened. I know that Jesus died for me and rose again.