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Time to Leave is Coming Closer!



Less than a week now and we're off to, first, Toronto and, then, Tel Aviv.  Of course we're traveling with old friends Ray Urban and Mary Lee Hess, as well as - for a first - JD's sister Mary Anderson, and also Ray and Mary Lee's dear friend from Cleveland, Cathy Murphy.

When we first heard about the pilgrimage to the Holy Land, we were coming out of church and noticed it in the church bulletin.  And both of us felt the same way . . .oh, for the chance to walk where Jesus did and see, firsthand, all the sites we had heard of going all the way back in our religious education.  Tears came to our eyes immediately for the opportunity to take advantage of this and, after months of waiting, we're finally ready to go.

Our journey begins on Day 1 with arrival on October 18 in Ben Gurion airport, and takes place at so many wonderful sites until our return home on October 26.  As always, I'll be filling you in with words and photos from each day of the trip and hope you enjoy following along on our once in a lifetime experience.


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  1. UnknownOctober 16, 2017 at 10:51 AM

    Have a great time!

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  2. UnknownOctober 16, 2017 at 1:26 PM

    Looking forward to following you thru the Holy Lands. Be safe.
    Cathy Mathias

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