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| Susan Bennetch (center) with husband Brad (right) and MTS student Comfort Fordjour (left). |
f I had a bucket list (and I don’t) a trip to Israel and a chance to go on an archeological dig would be very close to the top of the list. Therefore, when I read, during my first few months at seminary, that a trip to an archeological site in Israel was being planned, I could hardly believe it. Up to that point, I have been basking in the blessings of God calling me into ministry, the ease in which the process was taking place, and the experiences I was having since the first day of classes. Now, I smiled and once again thanked my God for this wonderful opportunity. The next few months went by quickly as I applied for my passport, got all the necessary paperwork in order, and began collecting items from my “things to bring on the dig” list. As we got closer to the date of departure, I could hardly contain my excitement.
Scripture became so real to me as I read passages that talked about Israel, Jerusalem and Galilee. I wondered what it would feel like to walk where Jesus walked, talked, taught, suffered, and died. I was preparing myself for the emotions I would experience.
At the same time, I was excited about the dig. We were going to Ramat Rachel to assist a dig that was in its fifth year. Through a weekend spent in lectures by the leader of the dig, Professor Oded Lipschits, we knew that over the past five years many things were discovered, some dating back to 800 BCE.
The cobble stones under my feet reminded me that Jesus,
the one whom I worship, was at this very site,
walking on these very streets.
I was overwhelmed.
Shortly after arriving at our destination, we took a short walk to the site. While I had seen many pictures, nothing could prepare me for seeing the actual site. I was fascinated with the history, the culture and the artifacts of the people that inhabited this place. Early Monday morning, with my trowel in hand, I was on my way to join the many others in uncovering this ancient site. It wasn’t too long after beginning that I uncovered my first shard of pottery, and then a few more, and a few more. A handle, a piece of a lid, different colors, different textures, all told the story of the lives of people who lived over 2000 years ago. I truly admired their craftsmanship.
I did not, however, anticipate just how much physical ability was needed on a dig, and day one found me skipping lunch and heading for my bed. The two weeks went by very quickly, and each day I saw my strength and endurance increase. On one of the last days, situated in a hole about five feet from the ground level, I picked up a nice sized rock and threw it into the awaiting wheel barrel. I was amazed at how much upper body strength I had acquired in the last ten days!
Between digging, classes, lectures, and sleeping, we took advantage of every opportunity to see the sites. We walked the street of sorrow where Jesus carried his cross and visited churches on the way. The cobble stones under my feet reminded me that Jesus, the one whom I worship, was at this very site, walking on these very streets. I was overwhelmed. And just as I had planned, I read the Beatitudes and scripture in the temple, I looked out over the city of Jerusalem and visited Bethlehem. The most profound experience for me was at the Sea of Galilee.
Standing at water’s edge, I turned toward the shore. In my mind I could see thousands of people gathering to hear the wonderful teachings of Jesus as he stood in the water facing the crowd. |
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