It’s quite another story to really follow in His footsteps, as in walk the Via Dolorosa; stand on Mount Olive; sail the Sea of Galilee; visit Capernaum.
I see that question mark hovering from your side of the World Wide Web. Capernaum?
As we wandered the ruins of this once wealthy Jewish city at the northwest end of Israel's Sea of Galilee, I learned this fish-market and frontier post was once the
The reliefs and carvings that did remain included classic Jewish motifs such as a shofar (ram’s horn);
I found Peter, also known as Simon, sitting quietly apart from the tour groups making the rounds of the ruins in Capernaum. St. Peter looked to have the best seat in the house, overlooking the Sea of Galilee, although no house to call his own in the twenty-first century.
Holy mother of all things revered! Still standing twenty centuries later!!
They don’t call this the Holy Land for nothing!
Back home in Illinois, before we dig, we have to call JULIE – Joint Utility Locating Information for Excavators – to avoid running into any underground utilities. In Israel, any digging requires calling the Antiquities Authority. But I digress.
That miracle proved to be air-conditioning, bottled water, and a foot rest to go with my cramped quarters on the bus.
Thank you, sweet Jesus!