Of Knights and Ramparts

Jerusalem would also be a boy’s delight. I missed my boys, big and small, as I thought of how much they would love the feel of a real castle, complete with towers, ramparts and the occasional knight. I had to abandon my rampart walk, as it began raining, and the...

Follow those nuns!

On Friday, I saw three nuns from Mother Teresa’s Missionaries of Charity, racing up a flight of stairs with most un-nunnish speed, and calling to each other. I decided to follow them and looked out towards this – the closest view I ever had of the Dome of...

Prayers in Jerusalem

Jerusalem is the perfect place to say prayers as it were, in situ. Use  the frequent calls to prayer from the many mosques, to remind yourself to pray your own prayers. Here’s a record of mine, that I did sort of pre-plan, or I’d have forgotten in the...

Walking the way of the Cross

At 3 pm on Fridays, a group of priests lead the Stations of the Cross over the twisting, cobbles worn smooth by thousands of years of foot traffic. I waited in the 2nd station, where there are two chapels, and the chapel of the flagellation was unearthly cold –...

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