Jerusalem is known for it’s many
gates. There is the Damascus Gate,
Jaffa Gate, Zion Gate, Eastern Gate,
New Gate and Stephen’s Gate and many
others. What is a Gate? It’s an
entrance into something majestic,
something protected and of great
importance. As I was attending
Messianic Congregation tonight, I
came across a couple verses that now
have a new meaning to me. Matthew
7:13-14 “Enter by the narrow gate;
for wide is the gate and broad is
the way that leads to destruction,
and there are many who go in by it.
Because narrow is the gate and
difficult is the way which leads to
life, and there are few who find
it.” These have always been
meaningful verses to me but tonight
I got such a prophetic revelation
from them I wanted to jump out of my
seat and run into the Old City and
explore the gates on my own to look
further into the meaning of these
two verses. In fact, I may do just
that in the next day or two. Why?
Oh, buckle your seatbelts, things
are about to get exciting! Let me
go back to the different gates here
in Jerusalem. For instance Damascus
Gate. Damascus Gate is in the Arab
part of the Old City and it is a
Gate that people (Jews, tourists and
any non-Arabs) are told to avoid at
all costs because it is dangerous.
Much theft occurs at this entrance.
People get robbed, mistreated, even
stabbed here. A lot of crime occurs
at this gate and it is a place to be
avoided. Then there is the Jaffa
Gate. A gate that is glorious in
appearance and is full of life.
Vendors selling fresh bread, fruit
and vegetables as well as souvenirs
and all sorts of fun items gather at
this gate to greet the tourists that
enter. Friendly transactions are
made and it is a fun place to be.
Then you have Stephen’s Gate, where
Stephen was stoned to death (Acts
7). What a powerful gate this is
because you can feel the presence of
the Ruach HaKodesh here (Holy
Spirit). The magnitude of that
event alone is thought-provoking and
inspiring. Don’t forget the Eastern
Gate where our Yeshua is prophesied
to return through! It’s the most
beautiful gate in Jerusalem with a
breathtaking view of the Old City,
in particular, the Temple Mount.
But my question for you is, which
gate have you walked through? Or
which gate will you choose to
enter? Have you been lured through
the Damascus Gate by the deceptions
of the Enemy? Are you afraid of
what’s behind every turn, every
corner? Are you lost in the maze
and the darkness of this gate? Or
have you chosen the popular Jaffa
Gate where there is plenty of
activity and plenty of people? You
can blend in with the crowds and
follow the masses and indulge in the
sensory displays. Or have you
chosen Stephen’s Gate, where very
few people pass through? A gate
that offers a deeper passage into
the heart of God. A gate that
contains mystery and adventure.
Chances are, if you look around you
and see crowds of people alongside
of you, you’ve not chosen the right
gate. If you blend in with the
crowds or live in fear of the
unknown, you’re not in the right
place either. But if you are
traveling alone and only come across
a few people on your journey yet
experience the amazing peace that
such a narrow gate can provide… then
you are in the right place, my
friend. It’s good to see you here.
Because narrow is the gate and
difficult is the way which leads to
life, and there are few who find it.
This past week has been so eventful
I don’t know where to begin! So
I’ll randomly list the highlights
for you.
I got to enjoy a traditional Shabbat
dinner with good friends of mine
this past Friday. It was awesome to
light the candles and listen to the
prayers. We had a wonderful dinner
and I felt so at home. I call them
my adopted family because I spend a
lot of time with all three of their
children who are my age. We all sit
around and tell stories and have
some great laughs!
I experienced a grim reminder that,
“Toto, we’re not in Kansas
anymore.” Mandie and I were sitting
outside of a café on Ben Yehuda
Street writing in our journals when
all of the sudden we heard what
sounded like an explosion. People
on the street all stopped dead and
we all froze in fear. I grabbed
Mandie’s hand and my eyes grew big.
After some time we found out that it
was a dumpster that was lifted to be
emptied and it was dropped onto the
street accidentally. Mandie said,
“I think you and I sometimes forget
what country we are living in.” And
she’s right. We live life here and
blend in while forgetting sometimes
that there is a real threat lurking
in the shadows. The threat of
terror. It was a good reminder for
us to be careful and never trust our
surroundings too much.
Work at the hospital has been a
great joy to me personally. I have
formed such close relationships with
the patients and staff and I am
getting into deeper conversations
with them. Dror, Moti and I had
another long discussion two nights
ago about God. I look up to them as
my brothers in the Lord and I trust
that in time they will indeed come
to know Yeshua as Messiah. Israel
is a unique place in that you must
formulate relationships based on
trust. You can’t walk around with a
Bible and beat people over the head
with it (though I would never
recommend such a method in any part
of the world!) I need your prayers
to continue working in the lives of
these precious people.
I also need prayer as I am
attempting to extend my visa in the
next week. Please pray for the
largest extension possible so I do
not have to leave the country for a
few days before returning. Also
please pray for me as I am aiming to
start full-time Hebrew classes in
January. My next step to being a
full-time volunteer/missionary is to
learn the language fluently. Here
in Israel it is relatively
inexpensive to do so. Please pray
for God’s provision and His
continued blessing upon the ministry
I have started here.
This weekend I am babysitting
Julie’s four children! So I guess I
need prayer for that also (heehee).
Julie and her husband have not been
away overnight in over a year and
could use a break after her husband
just returned from reporting from
Gaza the past month on CNN.
You know, I sit back and I look at
how God is really opening the doors
through relationships with the
people here. I have grown so
attached to these people and they
have also in return. That is an
accomplishment in and of itself.
This culture is not easy and a lot
of people give up. It requires a
lot of personal sacrifice and even
inconveniences, but in the end, if I
see their faces in heaven, it’s all
worth it. My heart is slowly
healing.
This is Erin reporting LIVE from
Jerusalem…
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