I’ve flown quite a bit… most recently to India and Israel. Those are no short trips, either! Flying to India (from Tennessee) usually involves 4 airports, 3 flights, 10.5 time zones, and just under 30 hours of travel time from start to finish. Those trips make me really appreciate in-country flights!
From the traveling I’ve done, I’ve picked up some tips and tricks that help out on those overseas flights. Obviously, you will probably end up talking to someone sitting near you for a while, but you can only talk for so much of an 8+ hour flight. So here is what I do to keep my sanity on those lengthy flights:
1. Happy Snacks. Never underestimate the power of a little snack on a long trip. Sure, they feed you some on the planes, but the food doesn’t always smell good (or taste good!), or you’re stuck in an airport for 5 hours… or let’s face it, you can feel your blood sugar dropping and your mood right along with it. I find if I am starting to feel crabby for no reason whatsoever, a Happy Snack fixes that quickly. This is also great when you are in a foreign country and just need something familiar in your tummy. Some of my favorite things to take in my Happy Snack stash include:
- Fruit Leathers
- Trail Mix
- Granola Bars
- Licorice or some other type of candy
(Hint: Target has some really great fruit leathers and trail mix – lots of great flavors and variety. That’s where I go to get mine… like this bag of trail mix.) (more…)
In less than two weeks, myself and two others (Theresa and Mike) will be heading to India. We will be traveling from July 23 until August 7. I can’t wait to see my precious girls again!
I’m still in need of some funding for the trip. I was further ahead in that area until I had to make an unexpected trip home to Illinois for my uncle’s funeral. Can you help?? Here is what I still need:
- 4 gifts of $200
- 3 gifts of $100
- children’s multivitamins (more…)
I’m in my first Beth Moore Bible study, and I’m loving it. But this isn’t about what a great teacher Beth Moore is… except that in one of her homework lessons from “Living Beyond Yourself” I noticed something that has had me thinking ever since. She brought our attention to the passage in Zechariah 14 which tells of the last days when Jesus will return. Verse 4 says, “On that day his feet will stand on the Mount of Olives, east of Jerusalem, and the Mount of Olives will be split in two from east to west, forming a great valley, with half of the mountain moving north and half moving south.”
I’ve never really noticed that verse before, that I can recall. What made it jump out to me recently was because of my visit to Israel in September. Something that fascinated me was the fissure in the bedrock that runs from the Church of the Holy Sceptre to the Temple Mount. Ok, stick with me a minute while I explain. The place that is mostly closely held traditionally as where Jesus was crucified and buried is where the Holy Sceptre stands. When Jesus was on the cross and gave up his life, Matthew 27:51 tells us that “at that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook, the rocks split”. In other words, there was an earthquake. Archeologists have found that there is a large fissure in the bedrock of the city that runs from the Holy Sceptre directly to the Temple Mount, where the Temple stood. This fissure runs from west to east. (more…)
The following is taken from an essay by Mark Twain, which I read online here. I found it interesting and wanted to share it.
If statistics are right, the Jews constitute but one percent of the human race. It suggests a nebulous dim puff of stardust lost in the blaze of the Milky way. properly, the Jew ought hardly to be heard of, but he is heard of, has always been heard of. He is as prominent on the planet as any other people, and his commercial importance is extravagantly out of proportion to the smallness of his bulk.
His contributions to the world’s list of great names in literature, science, art, music, finance, medicine, and abstruse learning are also away out of proportion to the weakness of his numbers. He has made a marvelous fight in this world, in all the ages; and had done it with his hands tied behind him. (more…)
Growing up in the church, you hear over and over again that you have a Heavenly Father. We are sons and daughters of the King. We are told that we are part of God’s family since Jesus paid the way. While all this is true and important to know, somehow we miss the deep connection in the Western culture.
Part of this disconnect I think happens because many of the pictures we see of Jesus while growing up are of a very handsome western European-featured man. Obviously at some point as a child I recognized that Jesus was Jewish, but I’m not sure my mind translated the mental image right away. Maybe when all you have to look at is pictures of a European Jesus, you just have a hard time picturing Him another way. But there’s another problem with these old images – the Bible tells us that Jesus wasn’t handsome. Isaiah 53:2b says, “He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.” (And we know this passage is about Jesus because the passage goes on to say how he was pierced for our iniquities.) What I find interesting about this is that while in Israel last September, I didn’t see a single not-handsome Jewish man (or woman, for that matter). They are a beautiful people! Which kind of makes me wonder if Jesus’ homeliness made Him stand out bit…. (more…)
Jill, my roommate from my trip to Israel, just shared a video from youtube with me. This video shows a new archeological discovery in Israel. Because of a sewage leak, the real Pool of Siloam was unearthed. Previously, experts thought the Pool was at the end of Hezekiah’s Tunnel, however they admittedly said that the strata wasn’t quite right and they knew there could be another Pool of Siloam nearby. Only months before we arrived in Israel, they discovered the real one and we got to visit it. This was a special treat because it wasn’t open to large groups yet, but we were in our smaller group of six for the afternoon with our own private guide… and he got us in. I wrote about that day here. (more…)
On the positive side, we had no schedule for the day – we were free to go wherever our hearts desired. But on the down side, it was our last day in Israel. I knew that I had to soak in ever last sight, sound, and smell that I could. Our little group of six decided the day before that we wanted to go back to the Garden Tomb to pray over each other. And conveniently enough, the Garden Tomb was just a few blocks away. About two blocks before we got to the Garden, we saw a familiar sight and just had to stop for a picture. (more…)