
Israel Diary November 1997
FRIDAY MORNING, November 21, 1997
We loaded the van after a good Israeli breakfast on the Mediterranean Shore. The
air was salty and crisp and the sky was joyous. I was excited about the day ahead, all the
discoveries and insights that were just beyond the next bend in the road.
We traveled the eight miles south to Caesarea.
It is located at the northern tip of the Sharon Plain and has been a port city built by
Herod the Great, a Roman-Byzantine City and a Crusader stronghold.
Thorn, Tom K. and Steve with the Mediterranean Sea in the backgroung.
We began our touring at the Roman Theater mentioned in Acts
25:23. Jim, Tom B. and Thorn are preparing to enter the Roman Theater. Tom K. is reading
the sign.
Near the sign at the main of the theater site is a replica of a plaque with a
Latin inscription referencing Pontius Pilate. The original is in the Israel Museum in
Jerusalem.
The ancient city covered about 2 miles. The
Roman-Byzantine ruins lie between the Theater and the Crusader City and are currently
being excavated. The ruins include administrative buildings, a bathhouse complex, and an
amphitheater.

A little further north is the Crusader City. It
is surrounded by a dry moat and is a massive site. It includes the original port area of
Herods City, remains of temples and administrative buildings. It reeks of antiquity,
possibly because there is so much stuff that you can see. The Roman ruins are truly
impressive and give testimony to the engineering skill of their civilization.
We walked ancient roads and discussed Pauls visit here and the Centurion
of Acts 10. We live in such a short memory world, while in Israel, the memories stretch
back many thousands of years.
We are standing at the entrance to the Crusader
City and seeing what many Crusaders saw. Beauty, security and possibly even home. We
thought ancient thoughts. We listened to the waves, looked at the sand dunes and the Roman
aqueduct coming down from the hills and realized how important a place this had been. It
is hard to conjure up an image of importance in our minds when we dont see the
buildings and people. Ten minutes more of contemplation then we headed for the van to
journey to our next stop at the traditional site where Elijah slew the prophets of Baal,
Muhraqa.

We traveled north on hwy. 4 and turned east on hwy. 70 the "Wadi Milek
Road". The road up to Muhraqa intersects Wadi Milek at Elyakim Junction where we
turned left and traveled 5 miles, turning right onto a bumpy dirt road that continues for
2 miles to the Carmelite Monastery at an altitude of 1,900 feet.

The Carmelite Monastery was built in 1883. The history of this site as a
Christian site of reverence dates back to the 6th century.
This was a unique experience for us. Whether
this site is the exact site or not, it is obvious from the scripture that the slaying of
the prophets of Baal took place near this location.
The Lord is active in each one of our lives and we often overlook His actions.
Correction, intervention, answered prayers and His response to our questions often go
unnoticed. In 1 Kings 18 Elijah simply asked God to respond to the challenge of paganism.
The greater issue may be that Elijah was asking God to respond to those that were in a
position of religious leadership of God's people and had led them into idol worship. I
wonder if this has any application to those that profess a "health and welfare
gospel" or more pervasively those that proclaim the Lord Jesus by their
"lifestyle" and not their verbal witness? Interesting.

Okay. The site overlooks the Jezreel Valley to the east. When it is
clear, you can see the hills of Nazareth, Moreh and Gilboa. This isnt a clear
picture day for distance but gives a dramatic view of the western end of the
Jezrell Valley.
We survived the bumpy road going out, dodging a bus and other cars. The car
needed diesel and we stopped at the petrol station at Elyakim Junction. They have a huge
Burger King there, in the middle of nowhere. I took 672 south to hwy. 6953 to avoid
Yokneam Junction, the intersection of hwys. 66, 70 and 722. It is a super busy
intersection and is always hard to get through. We turned south on hwy. 66 for 3 miles to
the ancient city of Megiddo. This is a place of prophecy and is a stunning Tel.
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