Day 6(Sabbath day in Jerusalem) : Visits to The Holy Sepulcher in the old city of Jerusalem and to ABU Gosh ( the road to Emmaus ) in the church of Our Lady of the Resurrection.
It was Saturday morning the day of the Sabbath when we walked to the old city through the Jaffa Gate. It was quiet this morning as some of the shops began to open slowly. When we reached the Christian quarter, the shops with religious articles were out on display along the large cobblestone walkways. We headed directly to the Holy Sepulcher Church and started lining up toward the tomb of Jesus. The church is guarded by the Greek Catholic/ Orthodox religious community. The line to the tomb was expectedly long but we’re there early enough that it’s not as overwhelming. This was when the real challenge happened for me . My plan was to be in a proper mindset before seeing the Lord’s tomb yet it took quite awhile because of the noise around me. Some conversations were getting louder and for me , it’s irreverent. After centering myself in prayer , I meditated and started reciting the rosary quietly with my eyes closed . After 2 mysteries ( all the joyful and sorrowful mysteries - meaning 30 mins plus 15 mins wait) , we were standing outside the tomb. I peered through the small entry and it was dark and only lit up by candles . A Greek Orthodox deacon was inside directing people when and where to go inside the tomb. Only 4 people at a time were allowed inside. Then Gabe and I made it to the holding area just before the tomb when I started feeling weak. Then I heard the voice “ next please” that it was finally our turn.
We all knelt directly in front of the tomb then I felt this GREAT SURRENDER. .. I trembled, trembled, trembled ! ! !
I stretched out my arms over Christ’s tomb and sobbed . It was HIS LOVE that took my pain away at that very moment while it slowly escaped my body. All I can think of prayerfully was “ into your hands , I commend my spirit “ and cried out to him from the deepest core of my spirit to “ remember me when you come into your kingdom”. I felt his touch through my husband’s arms around me . My last thoughts before I left the place where he was laid to rest was God’s sacrifice because of his GREAT LOVE FOR US.
Outside the tomb, I continued to cry and pray until I had enough strength to climb up to the upper chapel where Calvary used to be, where Jesus was crucified . We lit up an offertory candle for all whom we know are carrying their crosses .
Before mass, Gabe and I went outside the church to catch some air and treated ourselves with Arabic coffee before mass.
The 5th Station
“ I am the Resurrection and the light “ says the Lord .
What an incredible experience! Thank you for sharing your pictures and heart with us 💕Kristy
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DeleteThank you, Cate, for taking us with you and sharing your experience, I can imagine myself right there with you and signing the repetetive chant "Jesus, remember me when You come into your Kingdom".
ReplyDeleteOf course . Just like what the priest says after mass. Go in Peace and Serve the Lord
DeleteRemind me to talk to you about the alternative sites of the crucifixion and Jesus’ tomb that I also visited during my tour of the Holy Land.
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