This was taken at Lands End in Cornwall, UK. It is a beautiful place.
It was very windy so we were very thankful for our coats.
Since that trip so much has happened. Not only in my family’s life but in mine too. My faith has grown stronger as a result. It was a real trial that trip but blessings have come from it as well. I have grown in my faith and at this point I think it is the strongest it has been since I started my walk. I trust my Abba Father more now, than I did before that trip. Yes there was a lot of difficult points, and at times it was just plain horrible, but He was right there. Nothing happened to us, we got to where we needed to go no problem. Even though it was our first time backpacking, and our backpacks were twice as heavy as they should have been, we did not injure ourselves (aside from lower back pain). And that was truly a miracle!
The whole trip was a miracle! He was everywhere! He prepared everything, yes, it was still difficult. Especially when He only tells us to just move. Move where!? To this place or over here? WHERE! It happened quite often. And believe me it was not fun. It was a big step in faith for my entire family.
I changed after the trip some for the better and some for the worst. The worst part was my own fault, and the better, well that was all Him.
I can’t begin to describe how much Abba was in that trip. He guided our every step.
He brought us to the bottom, to build us back up. That trip was a breaking point for me. After that trip I was either going to build a better relationship with my Abba and His Son, or I was going to fall farther away. But by the time it got closer for us to come back to Israel, I knew my faith was going to be stronger than ever.
Let me tell you the story of us leaving Australia.
My Pa, Nan, Uncle & Aunt, oops, we can’t forget baby J (hope you don’t mind me calling him that Uncle A), drove us to the airport. We had already changed our plane tickets once so this time we had to go. We get there and wait for the lines to open up. When they open up we go and line up. We go to get our tickets but because we are flying to Israel, it said that “a return ticket may be required”, they would not give us the ticket because we didn’t have a return ticket.
The lady sent us over to the desk, where her boss was. He gave us 2 choices
1. buy a return ticket (we didn’t know if we would be returning to Australia at that time)
2. buy an onward ticket (doesn’t make any sense to buy 6 onward ticket if we aren’t going to use them)
We knew both of these choices were not what He wanted us to do. Our family was standing over to the side wondering what was happening. We were just getting a bit frustrated because we knew that we were going on a one way ticket, and that was how Abba wanted it. After a while they came over and asked us what was wrong. We explained the situation.
I kept asking Abba what we were supposed to do, and you would have thought I would be scared (as I usually would be) and nervous. But I was clam and I had a peace that I knew was His. He also kept telling me to trust Him and that He would get us through.
Finally the man come over and gave us one more choice, they would give us our tickets to get to Jordan (our flight went from Aust-Qatar-Jordan-Israel). Then it was up to them to give us our tickets. The reason why Qatar airlines wouldn’t send us the whole way was because if we were rejected entry to Israel they would face a penalty of $5,000. When he explained the third choice all our faces broke into smiles. We knew that was the road to go. We said yes, even though there was a chance of us being stuck in Jordan.
We got on the plane, and they joy that I felt in my spirit was unexplainable!
When we got to Qatar He looked after us. A stewardess showed us the cafeteria where because we had a 6 hour layover we got a free breakfast and lunch.
While we were flying to Jordan I did get a little worried because the people in Australia said that we had to go and pickup our bags, then recheck in.
So when we landed we needed to find someone to explain to us what we needed to do. There was a guy there that was yelling Tel-Aviv Tel-Aviv. We thought he was talking about a bus or something, so we told him no. He told us to go to the desk, the people there told us to go with that man. By the time it was all figured out. And by the way we were at the point of falling asleep on our feet! Finally it was explained to us that they would be bringing in everyone’s luggage and would be searching it. Because we came through countries that were hostile towards Israel, and some one could have slipped a bomb in some ones bags. The man that was in charge was really nice and helped us in every way. When it was our turn to have our bags checked. He took us into a nice quiet corner. Where he helped us check our backpacks. He was really nice and friendly about it. Then a lady came over and gave us all a glass of cold water. It tasted SO good. They then gave us our tickets no questions asked and we got on the plane.
When we got there everything went smoothly. There was absolutely no trouble about the ticket. And we were even one of the first ones through, which is a miracle in it’s self.
We caught the shurut with our bags, and went to Jerusalem. It never looked prettier in my eyes it is truly the city on the hill.
So that is my version of the trip over here. He was in the midst of it. And He makes a way where there seems to be no way. He wanted us here and No man could shut that door!
He is faithful in everything.
Have a good Shabbat.