The pilgrimage starts with travel, trash and treasure
Bronwyn Spilsbury
I’ve been travelling for two days to arrive at the start of the journey! Pilgrimage is like this. So many invisible steps and hurdles to overcome, just to show up. Every day, for all of us, is probably like this! Cairo International Airport. Simon from…
Read More »Who you’ll meet on the journey
Bronwyn Spilsbury
Our day had begun at Tel Dan, where the Jordan river headsprings rush and tumble. It’s a lush, leafy tangle of fig and laurel trees, ferns, and shining wet stones. We walk through them, smelling the freshness. A mini-theatre reveals itself in the forest.
Read More »Sky, sea, fire and the sound of silence
Bronwyn Spilsbury
Across the wind and waves of the morning a flute plays, dancing notes flying to the sky. Music floats from Herod’s harbour in Caesarea Maritima to the uttermost parts of the world, like the mission and message of God that once left there on sailing…
Read More »What heaven’s like
Bronwyn Spilsbury
Air France threatened to strike. Iran threatened to invade. Worry threatened to overwhelm. But when we arrived, it was to Sharon’s smile, Darrell’s open arms, and his words, “Welcome to my home!” Others from our group had gone early, to explore and enjoy Israel ahead…
Read More »What I wrote to Anne, who isn’t coming to the Holy Land
Bronwyn Spilsbury
Anne, we will go to the Church of St. Anne, mother of Mary (grandmother of Jesus.) It’s at the foot of the Mount of Olives, right beside the Pool of Bethesda, where Jesus healed the paralyzed person. It’s a church from Crusader days, set in…
Read More »Mt. Sinai: Don’t Forget to Check the Saddle Size
Bronwyn Spilsbury
When you climb Sinai, it’s all about the stars, the songs, the stairs … and the size of your saddle which, if not suitable, can lead to a peculiar gait, particularly for guys! Peter Hunt described it best when he announced that “riding a camel…
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