We went to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre today which is in the Christian quarter of the Old City in Jerusalem. I was not expecting any experience like the one I had. I knew that the church was one of two possible places of Jesus' crucifixion and burial, but the experience of visiting this place caught me completely off guard. I was in complete awe from the moment we walked into the church. Seeing the bedrock (a type of hard limestone) where Jesus was crucified was unbeliveable. I grew up hearing these stories, and so until this trip these were all just that - stories.
The most amazing experience on this trip thus far - for me - was going to the supposed tomb that Jesus was buried.
This picture is of the tomb from the front. As I waited in line to enter, I was getting very anxious, knowing that I was approaching a very HOLY place. When I entered the first part of the tomb, I was awestruck and slightly weak in my knees.
When I entered the place of the tomb where the body of Jesus was laid (right through that door in the picture above) and go to my knees, I think I truly began to understand what it was really what that Jesus had done for me and for all of us by dying on the cross. I understood why it was so important to dedicate all of my life to Him and while I knew this before I do not think I truly understood how big of an idea this was. Tears came to my eyes as I knelt before the bench. I am not one who usually cries, and yet I was filled with an emotion that I could not really control.
This is an experience I don't think I will ever forget. I will pass this story on to my children and on to my grandchildren.
*These pictures were found off the internet as I have not been able to upload mine to a computer yet*