From the plains of Tel Aviv we climbed towards Jerusalem. The roads became steeper and steeper. Biblical imagery of the fortress of Jerusalem came to mind often. As we looked out of our vehicle we saw terraced housing, a remnant of a time past but as we came closer to the city we found modern towers, bridges, glass reflecting light. There was a sense that we had entered a place caught between the ancient and the contemporary. With anticipation, we looked for a sense of the spiritual, a sense of this ancient place of God.
But Jerusalem is just another city, a bustling place like others encounter around the world. Skateboarders bounced off barriers at the city hall, daily workers ate their lunches along walls of the office buildings, marketers yelled out their goods. Our expectation for something spiritual would need to wait another day.
