We took a boat ride over the Sea of Galilee. At first, the weather was a bit stormy, all windy and cloudy. That's when we sang "Master the Tempest is Raging." Afterwards, just as we read the account about Christ walking on water, the sun burst through the clouds. This was the highlight of the trip for me.
I tried walking on water. I'm not sure if it was my faith or my blue shoes, but it worked.
One of the many spots where we sang hymns, this particular synagogue is where Christ declared his ministry.
Over looking the Jezreel Valley, where Armageddon is to take place. We started it a bit early.
This depicts Elijah killing the wicked preists of Baal. Cool story.
There is a certain, inexplicable empowerment that comes from gaining accuracy in one’s mental imagery. Knowing that I am that much closer to recreating the actual event gives me great satisfaction. My trip to Galilee brought me that much closer to the truth, whether that truth is Christ’s eternal message or the finer details of how one of Peter’s caught fish may have looked.