As I head home from Yerushalayim (Jerusalem), I amazed that once again, it could speak to me and tell me so much of my God and my heritage as a God-lover. It seems I can never exhaust the secrets this city holds for those who will come and open their hearts to the God who set His name on this hill.
Here are a few random moments from this year’s trip. Look for future posts discussing sites visited on our trip.
Rooted and Grounded 