Shabbat Shalom!

I love Sundays! Well, Saturdays. I love the Sabbath. We have choir at 9:00 on Saturdays, then Church from 10:00 to 1:00 (perfect). Last Saturday four of us woke up early to go to the Garden of Gethsemane before church. I loved being there before Jerusalem woke up, it was so peaceful. We're not allowed to go without a guy in our group because a few people have been robbed on the walk over in the past few weeks. That sort of adds to the peaceful feeling of the Garden, since there's such a different feeling once you're finally inside compared to the trail through the valley we take to get there. We sang hymns and read scriptures together, and just tried to wrap our minds around where we were. Out of everywhere we've been, that site is the hardest for me to grasp. There's just no way to comprehend all that happened there.

We saw a man crash his scooter on a busy road on our walk back to the center -- that was a harsh snap back to reality. Traffic here is crazy...sidewalks are not limited to pedestrians and honking does not mean someone is waving at you because they know you. Cedar has given me interesting habits. After church our entire group took a tour of the Garden Tomb. I didn't worry about taking too many pictures because I know I'll be back plenty of times, but I loved seeing this sign in person. We sang hymns together for a while after our tour, and Elder Pieper spoke to us there. He spoke at a fireside that night for us, too. It was definitely a memorable Sabbath. I'm sure dancing with happy Jewish people the night before had something to do with that.