Little moments captured via snapshots.
Shabbot in Jerusalem. Every Saturday we get dropped off in the Old City to meddle around the marketplaces, eat Israeli cuisine, and lounge in coffee shops.
Just hanging in the hammock doing homework. Relaxation at it's finest...even if it involves homework.
I was this close to the wailing wall. If you look close enough, you would see scraps of paper stuffed into the crevices of the wall. It was so solemn there.
The roomies and I. And the heart shaped leaves that look like they came straight out of a disney movie.
Hezekiah's tunnel. There's actually water in there. And it's pitch dark. And every once in a while you'll smell something terrible and know that someone dealt it, and you'll laugh and try not to breathe. And then there's the crevice that perfectly fits one person who will climb in only to jump out and make the next person scream in freight.
"As for the other events of Hezekiah’s reign, all his achievements and how he made the pool and the tunnel by which he brought water into the city, are they not written in the book of the annals of the kings of Judah?" 2 Kings 20:20.
The Bible came to life right before my very eyes.