DOR

We arrived at Ben Gurion airport at 3 p.m. We went through all of the laborious activities of baggage claim, customs, and auto pickup. It had been hectic and there was a mix-up with our van. Everything finally worked out well and we were on our way at 5 p.m. Bleary eyed and overwhelmed by traffic, we inched our way up the coastal plain to Dor Beach. It was 8 p.m. and pitch dark when we finally arrived. We would spend the night in some bungalows on the Mediterranean. We checked in, had a great meal and crashed for the night.

Hi, I’m Mike Clay with Virtual Travels from Israel.

Dor is a tiny beach town located 8 miles north of Caesarea just south of the Carmel mountain range. It was occupied early by the Canaanites and Phoenicians. Dor was important for the shellfish, which were used for the manufacture of Tyrian purple. Some evidence exists for this being the place where the Philistines began in Israel.

We got up early. When we stepped out of our bungalows the beauty of the Mediterranean surprised us. We had not suspected the night before how beautiful the morning on Dor beach would be. I can remember that first sight as if it were right now. It was awesome.

I remember the lesson at Dor often. The dark of night had led us to believe we were simply at a place of rest. The morning revealed a place of beauty and charm. Prayer is like that sometimes. It begins as hard work and pleading filled with complaints and confessions. It ends with the realization of the presence of the Lord and the riches provided in Christ. I began in prayer with a purpose and ended with a blessing. Jesus, the Lord of Glory, had heard me and answered my prayer.