Going underneath the Jerusalem Center.  We had to wear hard hats to ensure safe passage.  I wore the yellow one because I was "clean up".  I made sure no one was left behind.   It's interesting how metaphorical that is to my life.  So often I play "clean up," so to speak in this game we call, "life."

This is my first time uploading pictures on my blog and I don't know how to arrange them in a cool way.  But I'll learn.  Anyway, this is a pic of my name and my two other siblings who came to Jerusalem.  We all wrote our names in the crawl space underneath the center = Cool.

This is me.

This is me too.

B-E-A-utiful...

Inside the Church of the Holy Seplechure, where certain Christians believe Christ's tomb is. (There are a couple of these spots throughout the city.

In Jericho with Lindsey Christensen and Lauren Nelson.  This is part of the wall that fell down when Joshua's army blew their trumpets and the "walls came tumblin' down."

My new pal Taylor James Henderson III (the 3rd) and I.

Golgotha.  Translation = skull. With the bus station is just below.

The Garden Tomb.

Dome of the Rock

This should probably be the first picture on my new blog created just for Jerusalem because somewhere in this mangled mess of metal is probably my passport.  (Refer to earlier post to understand further.)

Gotta love Donnie and Marie.  It just felt right...