Fresh Bread

I love having internet here... I was legit terrified when I arrived that I was going to have to spend the next two months fasting from the web. I'm sure I would have managed to survive, somehow, but it would have been rough. When I first arrived, I couldn't figure out the password and asked Tristan. He told me Karen doesn't want the internet clogged with volunteers slowing down the connection, so I wasn't allowed to know. My initial reaction was "Gosh, that's not really fair, considering the ALL the other volunteers know the password..." I asked one of them and now am able to use my laptop in my room all the time. I'm glad because I want to keep everyone updated on my trip and do my best to keep in touch with my family... And use Facebook. =)

I woke up around 7AM and church was at 11AM, so I spent some time reading my Bible on the roof. I really wish back home we did our roofs the way the Israelis do. For one, its almost like having another floor on your house, and a great place to hang the laundry (go green!). But the best part of having chairs and an open roof is the view. Jerusalem is "the city on the hill." It is the truth! And within the city on the hill, there is hill after hill. Everywhere I walk, there is some degree of incline no matter which direction I choose to go. From our roof, you can see so far in every which way.. It's an incredibly spectacular view. I love sitting up there to read because of the view. Despite the noise of a bustling city three stories below me, there is a serenity on the roof that I haven't found anywhere else yet. One of the nicest parts other than the calm is the breeze. Even in the hottest heat of the afternoon, there is always a soft breeze gently sweeping across the roof. All of those factors make it an excellent place to read my Bible and talk to God.

After church, I bought fresh pita from a little shop right around the corner from my house. Wafts of fresh bread scented air always emanate from that shop, which makes me hungry every time I walk by. I bought 10 pitas and a loaf of challah. Apparently, the challah I bought wasn't as fresh as it could've been and I now know to ask for a freshly baked loaf. After lunch it was my rotation to clean the bathroom. It wasn't bad at all but reminded me a lot of Panera. Haha.

Tonight I went to the King of Kings church off of Jaffa Street. It was an awesome service with a charismatic, free flavor which made it a lot of fun. We had a guest speaker, Evan something, from Brownsville Assembly of God in Pensacola, Florida talk to us about being a remnant. My favorite part though was the worship because we sang in Hebrew. On the screen were the words first in transliterated Hebrew, then in English, and finally Hebrew. It was really awesome to be in Jerusalem, praising Yeshua freely in his own language. Singing like that made me really want to learn Hebrew.. Once I got past all those crazy "CHAAAs" that you have to constantly make, singing was easy. I love being surrounded by different languages and seeing a totally different culture all around me.. I think cultural immersion is insanely exhilarating! I wish though that I knew more of Hebrew and Arabic. I would have loved to have been able to yell something at that kid who slapped me last night...! But on a more practical note, being able to say hello to people would be nice too ;)