"The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing —
to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from —
my country, the place where I ought to have been born. Do you think it all meant nothing,
all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back."


~C.S. Lewis




Saturday, July 14, 2012

First class, last class: Ending my time in Jerusalem

Three lined pages. Single spaced. Both sides. Small handwriting. Top to bottom.

I took a last look at my final exam, stapled the papers together, handed it to the instructor, and ended my first grad school class as well as probably the last official class of my education.

I can't say I'm going to miss studying, but this was nevertheless a perfect way to end college -- a capstone class, in a way. Just last night I read through the gospel of Mark and was astounded that it felt like I was reading an entirely different book than I'd read before: I could identify nearly every city mentioned there -- and not only identify it, but see, feel, and hear it. It's been a good two weeks. 


While an exact itinerary would surely bore you to tears, you may be interested in reading one of my homework assignments: personal reflections on each day about something significant to me. Don't expect masterful writing, but perhaps you can expect a glimpse into some of my thoughts on The Land. Click here to read my impressions.


And now, off to Nazareth!


Here I am, the first woman Roman charioteer at the hippodrome at Caesarea. All my other opponents are way back behind me eating my dust. ;)