Saturday, April 21, 2007

Should I or Shouldn’t I?

… I could write about the strip search I was forced to endure in Tel Aviv airport. (not nice / not appreciated)

Or, I could write about the dodgy way I got my visa to enter Syria, the so called axis of evil, which is the one of the mot beautiful places I have ever seen.

Or, I could write about the exotic and ancient sites I have seen - Madaba, Amman, Damascus, Bosra, Alepo.

Or, I could write about the amazing people I have met - like the people of Malaalula who still speak Aramaic (the languge of Our Lord), the friars doing an amazing job, the refugees fleeing into Syria and Jordan from Iraq, arheologists and salt-of-the-earth farmers.

 But, what I realy really reallly want to ask is: SHOULD I OR SHOULDN’T I TAKE MY BIBLE WITH ME WHEN I VISIT TURKEY NEXT MONTH?

Any advice????

PS. sincere apologies for those who have sent me emails, very limited and slow access means that it will take me a while to respond. But for the record I want you all to know that I am seeing some things that I know I will remember for the rest of my life. Forget what the news folk say and visit Syria and Jordan, apart from Cambodia no other place has had such an affect on me. I am only sorry that I can not share it at any length or share my pictures or use a spell cheque.

PPS. Tomorrow = Lebanon, but I have no visa. I am told that my habit is all the visa I need - I have worn it every day and all day for about a month (without washing it), which is not so unusual amongst the Middle East friars

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Thursday, April 12, 2007

A long entry but possibly a final entry …….read on

I pity the poor folk who will have me working in their parish once I return!

“Now when ‘I’ was in Nazareth …..

 

“Walking along the Jordan river ‘I’ (with the emphasis on ‘I’) ….

 

“While strolling across the Mount of the Beatitudes while looking across to the Sea of Galilee ‘I’ ….

 

“The atmosphere ‘I’ felt in the tomb of Christ just by Calvary on Easter morn in the heart of Jerusalem……

 

“The remoteness of the land where the Dead Sea Scrolls was found caused ‘me’ (with the emphasis on ‘me’) …..

 

“The feeling I had strolling over what is now the Shepherds Field on the outskirts of Bethlehem ….

 

“Standing under the tree which Zacheus climbed to see Jesus as walked along the streets of Jericho ‘I’ was struck by ……

 

In few days I will be able to bore the people with:

“’My’ retreat in the Jordanian mountains where Moses is said to have gazed upon the promised land caused ‘me’ …….

&

“When ‘I’ saw the sorry state of the once great Cedars of Lebanon where the great Kings Solomon and David had the finest cedar lumbered to build the Temple ….

 

Yes. Tomorrow I leave for Jordan where I will stay in Mount Nebo and then continue on to Lebanon. There are a two provisos for this trip.


One. That I don’t get arrested and thrown into jail in Jordan for drug trafficking.

&

Two. That I don’t get arrested and thrown into jail in Lebanon for making a false declaration as I negotiate an M16 toting customs officer.

 

Honestly mum, it was not my fault – they MADE me do it. I am about to break those rules that are written in heavy lettering in that little book you get when you pick up your new passport. You know the one, it has a final line written in red that says ‘Australian officials will not assist you if you knowingly break these rules”. OMG!!!!

 

“But officer, everyone does it.”

 

Regarding Jordan: One of the friars who I will stay with in Jordan has a medical condition that requires medication that can not be purchased locally. When I was asked to bring  across a few medical supplies I expected to carry a box of panadeine forte, and not a chemical lab. The look of horror when I went to the chemist to pick up the prescription must have shown “don’t worry” I was told “everyone does it”.

 

As for Lebanon: Now, if the Lebanese catch any hint of the fact that I have been in Israel then I will find myself acting as an involuntary human shield for a group of appreciative Hezbollah soldiers against the next Israeli onslaught. So, this is what I must to do.

  1. Destroy any paper with Hebrew lettering or any paper at all that identifies itself as having come from Israel. A big cheerio to that Lebanese friar who asked me to take across some mail – that he wrote on JERUSALEM letterhead.
  2. Mid flight I must sneak into the WC (dunny), place my ‘soiled’ passport with an Israeli stamp on it somewhere they can’t find it and replace it with my new ‘clean’ Australian passport. Then I must pray that they don’t notice that there is no Australian exit stamp on my ‘clean’ pass port, or do a cavity search
  3. Forget entirely the past 7 months of my life. I have been practising over and over again “Israel? I have never heard of the existence of such a country.”

Because of these dangers I have been strongly advised not to take my lap top or to ask them if they want to check out my blog.

The look of horror when I was told that this is what I must do must have shown “don’t worry” I was told “everyone does it”.

So ……… this will be my last blog and regular access to email for either a long time (3-6 weeks) or a very long time (3-6 years). Please pray that it is the former.


Happy Everything that I will miss out on.

-       a most anxious and already repentant - Paul Ghanem

PS. Sorry still not able to get my pics posted, it is a problem with the host.

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Tuesday, April 10, 2007

big, biG, bIG, BIG ADVENTURE - the end

This morning I leave Jerusalem after what has been one of the most amazing and memorable weeks of my almost 39years of life. Let me tell you a little about the place I was staying. In Italian it’s called San Salvatore, in English St Saviours. Did you ever watch ‘The Name of the Rose’ with Sean Connery? Well, it’s a bit like that x 2. Located about 200metres away from the Holy Sepulchre it has been the home base of the friars for over 750 years.


Forget the famous people that have stayed in its 150 bedrooms, it is the people who have been held in its dungeon (no bull) that have intrigued me - people like St Ignatius of Loyola (sorry Alex) and an assortment of the kings and princes of Europe and the Middle East. It operates as the ‘mother house’ of the friars in the Holy Land and houses the students, the Custos (ie. the leader, who is a pseudo Bishop as he gets to wear a mitre while he is in the job), a printing press, a music insitute and assorted exotic riff raff (of which there is plenty - think ‘Name of the Rose’ type people) whose job it seems is to pray, eat, sleep and march in procession around the walled city of Old Jerusalem and not much more. I have had a fantastic time, I fit in amongst this group of men who language I can barely understand - but that is okay since most of the friars who live here have never met each other.

Just to fill in time I decided to look at the nationality of the friars in this community. First, I discovered they are classed into language groups and each language group has a representative on the Council. By the way, the number 1 & 2 positions are held by an Italian and a Spaniard - a mix that is strictly maintained. The Language groups are:
French
English
Italian
Oriental (Arabic)
Greek / Slavic
Portugese
& German - this German speakers are listed last, could this have something to do with ‘don’t mentiion the war!’?

Now, …. and this is amazing …. here are the countries of the friars I have spent the last 5 days with. Argentina, Brasil, Britian, Chile, Korea, Croatia, Equador, Egypt, France, Ghana, Japan, Jordan, Indonesia, Iraq (one very brave student), Ireland, Israel, Italy, Lebanon, Malta, Mexico, Holand, Palestine, Peru, Poland, Russia, Syria, Spain, USA, Germany, Venezuela & one Australian.

Like I said - Amazing.

….. more to say but sadly no time …. yesterday we went to Emmaus for the bread blessing (by bus not foot) and the only burning in my heart came from the previous nights pub crawl (You theological types will understand - the rest of you read (or buy) your Bible. Emmaus is in the occupied West Bank, a very tragic situation. The place has suffered with Jewish settlers and Palestians still taking shots (bang, bang shots not tequila) at each other. This morning half the commity will visit the Greek Orthodox and Armenians, a tradition that is hundreds of years old …. we will file past their monastery take bitter bitter coffee and sweet, sweet pastries and move on. Then I catch the bus back home to Nazareth - until Friday when my next big adventure begins.

(…. yes, I know spelling mistakes…..and still no pictures - what am I doing wrong???) Like I said b4 go to www.custodia.org to see some pics.

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Saturday, April 7, 2007

Easter Saturday & The Easter Vigil

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Friday, April 6, 2007

Holy Thursday & Good Friday In Jerusalem

This place is just amazing. East meets West and North meets South in a place called The Church of Holy Sepulchre, and neither direction gives way for the other.


The Church is built on the site where Jesus died, was buried and rose from the dead. And I have had a front row seat to this years celebrations. I am going to blow my own trumpet now; I had the honour of reading one of the Gospels in English on Holy Thursday night in the Church of All Nations, which is built on top the place where it is said Peter denied Jesus. It was an absolute thrill, just a pity no one there could understand English.


Fergus, an Irish Franciscan who looks after the first year students, desribes the Holy Sepulchre as being like “a family with six kids all of whom are throwing seperate parties on the same day and wanting to use the one kitchen”. Can any of you name the ’six kids’, I’ll give you a few of their names, Latins (that’s most us Roman Catholics), Greek Orthodox, Coptics, Ethiopean, Armenians …. 1 more …. which (to be honest) I have forgotten - Syrian?. These six groups all have a claim to this incredible church begun by St Helena, Emporer Constantines mum, in the mid 300’s.

 

I have had an amazing two days,  I should be blogging a whole lot more, but I simply can’t take it all in. I was going to upload a mountain of pirated pictures but, for some reason, my blog pictures are failing to register. If you want to get a taste of what is happening here go to www.cutsodia.org , click on ‘English’ and then go to ‘Latest’ and check out the amazing scenes I have been enjoying.

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