<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278</id><updated>2009-10-13T22:44:02.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N.O.R.M. (Not Out Roaming Mindlessly)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-8233254338143574744</id><published>2008-05-17T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:20:39.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finally Got to See Corinth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SC85ms2WrpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/faelkdXJyoI/s1600-h/DSC_7403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201439431673163410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SC85ms2WrpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/faelkdXJyoI/s320/DSC_7403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We awoke today to another beautiful morning of sunshine and blue skies. Breakfast was at 7:00 and we were on the bus at 8:00 headed to Cenchrea and the ancient city of Corinth. I have especially looked forward to seeing Corinth, since I have studied and taught 1 &amp;amp; 2 Corinthians so many times to my 10th grade classes. I have often shown pictures that someone else had taken of the ruins, but today, I would get to take my own pictures of this ancient metropolis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Corinth, we may four short stops. The first stop was at the canal that runs across the Peloponnesus, the isthmus that that used to divide the Aegean and Adriatic Seas. During &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SC86e82WrqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dCxLKscpL3g/s1600-h/DSC_7443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201440398040805026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SC86e82WrqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dCxLKscpL3g/s320/DSC_7443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ancient times, the Romans had created a Dyokollos, which was basically a rut that ran between the two sees, upon which they would drag, by wagon, small ships that would come into one of the two ports. The access to Corinth from both of these seas allowed the city to grow rich and prosper. While a couple of emperors, including Nero, attempted to make the Dyokollos into a canal, none were successful. It was until the 19th century that the canal was finally dug, allowing a ship to pass on water. The second stop was at the harbor of Cenchrea, which was the harbor where ships would come and port in Paul’s day, bringing passengers to shop or merchandise to sell in Corinth. Our third stop was at the place where the Isthmian games were held. In more than one epistle Paul uses the illustration of an athlete or athletic event to talk about living for God. Some suggest that Paul may have attended these games. Marked in the ruins is the place where the marathon runners would start their 26.2 mile trek. In our final stop before Corinth we viewed a short piece of the Dyokollos that is still left, which doesn’t look much different than a drainage ditch, but is impressive to know that across these &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SC87UM2WrrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pgKyuNuW440/s1600-h/DSC_7220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201441312868839090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SC87UM2WrrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pgKyuNuW440/s320/DSC_7220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rocks came ships from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corinth was a tough city, not meant to be toured by the feeble of heart. Paganism, immorality and idolatry abounded here, along with greed. It doesn’t take long to look at what is left of Corinth to derive at such a conclusion. Corinth had a huge agora, with market places on the north, south and west sides. It had a fountain dedicated to Poseidon, and a very large temple dedicated to Apollo, along with a number of other smaller temples built to honor other gods. When one reads 1 Corinthians, he can see all sorts of allusions in Paul’s language drawn from the characteristics of the city. For example, one place that I have often wanted to see was the Bema &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SC88gM2WrsI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Atw1nSGdb5k/s1600-h/DSC_7288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201442618538897090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SC88gM2WrsI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Atw1nSGdb5k/s320/DSC_7288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seat, the place of judgment where Paul may been taken to appear before Gallio, the proconsul of Achaia. Paul transfers his experience to the letter when he writes, “We must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ...” (2 Cor. 5:10). We also went down to the lower agora of ancient Corinth and saw the inscription with the name Erastus in it. In Romans 16, Paul sends greetings to the Roman brethren from Erastus, the treasurer. Since Paul likely wrote the letter from Corinth, this inscription very possibly references the same man. Billy Bradford poses for this shot. There is much more that I could share with you about this great city, but you will just have to come to one my classes to hear more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back from Corinth, we stopped in at another pottery and jewelry store, where we learned about the making of Corinth pottery, which is very similar to what we learned about the pottery on the island of Rhodes. The pottery was very beautiful, as well as the jewelry and once again, I am sure our Grecian tour guide (Lola) got a nice cut. After this we headed back to the hotel to grab an afternoon nap and then tour more of Athens on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be our last day in Athens and the tour. We will worship at 8:30 in the morning and then be given the rest of the day to walk around and see more of the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-8233254338143574744?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/8233254338143574744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=8233254338143574744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/8233254338143574744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/8233254338143574744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-finally-got-to-see-corinth.html' title='I Finally Got to See Corinth'/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SC85ms2WrpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/faelkdXJyoI/s72-c/DSC_7403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-3179839084592765716</id><published>2008-05-15T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:20:39.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailing to Patmos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCxXDs2WroI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h6uTLMH7muI/s1600-h/DSC_6164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200627390796443266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCxXDs2WroI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h6uTLMH7muI/s320/DSC_6164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry about the delay in updating my blog. We have been on a cruise ship for the past couple of days, making it very difficult to get access to the internet. I know how many of you have been sitting on the edge of your seat, holding your breath as you wait for each day (HA!), so hopefully I can catch you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May 13 we boarded the ship to depart from Kusadasi, which is the city just south of the ancient city of Ephesus. I have never been on a cruise before. The biggest boat I have ever been on involved a small trolling motor and two oars, so this is a new experience for me. It has its ups &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCxVuc2WrmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KTu0utoLErI/s1600-h/DSC_6222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200625926212595298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCxVuc2WrmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KTu0utoLErI/s320/DSC_6222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and downs (literally), but overall, I am having an enjoyable time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded the ship at about 9:30, which left us a couple of hours to return back to the city of Kusadasi and do a little shopping. There were a couple of things that I wanted to pick up before we left. I stopped in a shop as David Thomley and I were heading back to the ship, and bought a few items. I used my credit card to make the purchase, which took much longer than anticipated. This required David and I to run all the way back to the ship, which was scheduled to leave at 11:30. We made it with one minute to spare, but I was afraid I was going to have to give David mouth to mouth CPR once we boarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCxWOs2WrnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5SNbDYc9a3g/s1600-h/DSC_6288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200626480263376498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCxWOs2WrnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5SNbDYc9a3g/s320/DSC_6288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out of port on a beautiful sunny day, but with a bit of a crisp wind as you can see from the picture at right. That afternoon we made a stop at Patmos, which most of you will remember was where the Apostle John was given the vision by Christ, which he later described to us in the book of Revelation. Patmos is a beautiful island, with only about 3,000 residents, but 20,000 tourists a day. It is hard to imagine that this island was once the place where Domitian sent prisoners that he didn’t want to execute, but wanted to remove from society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took about a two hour tour of the island, with a main stop at a church which houses, get this, the cave of St. John. The Greek Orthodox church and her traditions are strong here. Supposedly this is where John wrote Revelation. You enter the doorway of this building and head down 45 steps, and enter another door and on the right is a cave at which they have marked where John slept, wrote and even places in the rock where John lifted himself up when he got out of bed. There is a three way split in a rock at the exit of cave which supposedly represents the Trinity. Unfortunately they did not allow pictures. I have included a picture of the bell tower atop of the church building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short tour of a museum which houses a few 6th century manuscripts, we headed back to the ship to eat dinner and set sail for our next stop – the island of Rhodes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-3179839084592765716?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/3179839084592765716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=3179839084592765716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3179839084592765716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3179839084592765716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/sailing-to-patmos.html' title='Sailing to Patmos'/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCxXDs2WroI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h6uTLMH7muI/s72-c/DSC_6164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-4885569988369774232</id><published>2008-05-12T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:20:40.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last few days could not have been more beautiful in this area of western &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Turkey&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was hard not to take a good picture today.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We headed out a little earlier this morning to beat the “cruise crowd” to the ancient city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m glad we did, because it allowed us to have an excellent tour of the city with a minimum amount of tourists to interfere with pictures.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; plays a very prominent role in the life of Paul and John.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We read in Acts that Paul was there for three years and tradition strongly suggests that the Apostle John was there for a while as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Paul wrote to the saints in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, as well as did John.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Timothy, Aquilla and Priscilla, Apollos and a number of other people mentioned in the Bible spent time in this great city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Asia Minor&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCiO282WriI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-eygKlZcFaY/s1600-h/DSC_5723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCiO282WriI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-eygKlZcFaY/s320/DSC_5723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199562844497423906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCiODc2WrhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/fqxSF4usMYk/s1600-h/DSC_5679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCiODc2WrhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/fqxSF4usMYk/s320/DSC_5679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199561959734160914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCiPq82WrjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/24JF_SW5aZ8/s1600-h/DSC_5805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCiPq82WrjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/24JF_SW5aZ8/s320/DSC_5805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199563737850621490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, we viewed amazing sites of temples and theaters.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A very popular site in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is the Library of Celsus, where we took our group picture.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sure Mr. Jenkins will publish it on his website, ferrelljenkins.wordpress.com.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The stadium we viewed and pictured was where the great uproar over Diana took place, as recorded by Luke in Acts 19.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We left the main city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:city&gt; and took a short drive to what remains of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Diana&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, which is considered one of the seven wonders of the ancient world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is not much to view, save one reconstructed column and a few foundation stones.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Paul and John would have seen this temple.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We also spent a little time in the &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; museum, which had a new presentation on gladiators.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is a gladiator cemetery in the city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also in the museum is a giant head and hand, all that is left of a giant statue of Roman Emperor Domitian.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We left &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and headed to a Turkish rug shop and weaving school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Turkey&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is well known for the double knot, ornate rugs made of wool, cotton and silk.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were served lunch by the shop and were given a very informational presentation of the various sorts of rugs that they make and then given opportunity to purchase some.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The prices of these rugs ranged from $400 to $25,000 dollars.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While not many rugs were bought, there was a vendor there selling Magnum ice cream bars and he made a killing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our tour guide told us that our tour took more pictures and ate more ice &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCiQPM2WrkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bevjktjM_UI/s1600-h/DSC_6030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCiQPM2WrkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bevjktjM_UI/s320/DSC_6030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199564360620879426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cream than any other tour group he has been with.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our final stop today was the ancient city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Miletus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will recall that the elders of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:city&gt; met Paul at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Miletus&lt;/st1:city&gt; while Paul was heading back to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Antioch&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; during his 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; missionary journey.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some has been a number of reasons given as to why Paul may have done this, but one reason may have been because the &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;harbor&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:placename&gt; often silted up and became inaccessible, but the harbor and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Miletus&lt;/st1:city&gt;, though not as popular at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was always clear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The most preserved site in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is the theater that Paul likely would have seen as he pulled into the harbor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We returned early to our hotel so we could see the sunset over the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Aegean Sea&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We missed it yesterday by just a few minutes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We board the cruise ship tomorrow morning to head out on a Mediterranean cruise to see biblical islands like Patmos, where John was imprisoned, and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crete&lt;/st1:place&gt;, where Titus would have labored full-time in the preaching of the gospel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know how much access I will have to the internet while we are on the ship, so if there is no post on the blog, you will know why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-4885569988369774232?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/4885569988369774232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=4885569988369774232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/4885569988369774232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/4885569988369774232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-few-days-could-not-have-been-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCiO282WriI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-eygKlZcFaY/s72-c/DSC_5723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-1182491775087726984</id><published>2008-05-11T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:20:40.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was another beautiful day in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;land&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;T&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;urkey&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was also a long day and we must be up early in the morning, so this blog will be short.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We only visited two places today, but they were filled with ancient architecture and culture.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdX7c2WrbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FekR_TjeZGU/s1600-h/DSC_5194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdX7c2WrbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FekR_TjeZGU/s320/DSC_5194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199220973690596786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdX682WraI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mg9IeCw9Fow/s1600-h/DSC_5079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdX682WraI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mg9IeCw9Fow/s320/DSC_5079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199220965100662178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdaKM2WrcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7hf0GvWQ9z4/s1600-h/DSC_5293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdaKM2WrcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7hf0GvWQ9z4/s320/DSC_5293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199223426116922818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first visit was to the ancient city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hierapolis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Hie&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;rapolis&lt;/st1:city&gt; is known for its &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;hot sp&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;rings&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and the geological formation of a giant limestone deposit which makes for white “frozen cascades” on the side of the mountain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is quite a beautiful site and the springs are very warm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The city has little biblical significance, but does have a place in church history after the first century.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The question for the day was, “How many sarcophagi have you seen today?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most people don’t know what a sarcophagi is, including myself prior to making my trip to Israel just a few weeks&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdaKc2WrdI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PET8zkm8VNI/s1600-h/DSC_5347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdaKc2WrdI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PET8zkm8VNI/s320/DSC_5347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199223430411890130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ago, and even less have seen one.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But today, I would have answered that question by saying, “Hundreds.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sarcophagi are basically stone caskets.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hierapolis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; has an impressive necropolis (ancient cemetery: we are learning all kinds of new words today), containing over 1200 sarcophoghi.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We also saw an ancient theater here and the Arch of Domitian.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After a great lunch at a little restaurant called &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Anatolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and a swing in the hammock, we went to Aphrodisias.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Again, this ancient city has no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdcRM2WrfI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0EI-6CnjDyI/s1600-h/DSC_5457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdcRM2WrfI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0EI-6CnjDyI/s320/DSC_5457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199225745399262706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;biblical significance, but showed us more of 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;century life in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Asia Minor&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We saw ruins of ancient temples, theaters and most impressive of all, a 1200 foot hippodrome, which was an event center for everything from chariot races to gladiator games.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I took video of my father-in-law, &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Olen&lt;/st1:personname&gt; Britnell, running down the tunneled ramp and into the hippodrome like a gladiator.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tonight we are in the modern city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Kusadasi&lt;/st1:city&gt;, which sits on the Aegean Sea, and is located just 30 minutes south of the ancient city of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow we will tour &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, which will probably be one of the most impressive sites of the whole tour.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdfZs2WrgI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WWywhYZQbAI/s1600-h/DSC_5153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdfZs2WrgI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WWywhYZQbAI/s320/DSC_5153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199229189963034114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Mother’s Day to my mom Diane Webb and my wife Barbara Jo – the two most influential women in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-1182491775087726984?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/1182491775087726984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=1182491775087726984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/1182491775087726984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/1182491775087726984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-was-another-beautiful-day-in-land-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCdX7c2WrbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FekR_TjeZGU/s72-c/DSC_5194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-3791923113140256203</id><published>2008-05-10T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:20:41.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX5a2koDII/AAAAAAAAADk/DmSxJmgXOq4/s1600-h/DSC_4586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX5a2koDII/AAAAAAAAADk/DmSxJmgXOq4/s320/DSC_4586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198835584590154882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is hard not to be left with a sense of wonder on a trip like this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We saw some sites today that made me stop and just gaze.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We started at 8 a.m. heading off to the ancient ruins of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sardis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had been blessed with a bright, sunny day with blue skies and puffy white clouds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The perfect weather for picture taking.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I knew it was going to be a great trip when I realized that the Bradfords, Coffields and Margaret Grant were all sitting near me in the back of the bus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our trip started with this conversation.    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret: “What does stage A, B, and C mean?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Frank: “Well, you press “1” once to get “A,” twice to get “B” and three times to get “C.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Virginia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; is sitting in the middle of this conversation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She looks at Margaret, then at Frank and then bursts into laughter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Margaret was asking about different stages of cancer and Frank was explaining the dialing system of text messaging.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you think the conversations got better after that, then obviously, you don’t know these people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Count your blessings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On our one hour trip to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Sardis&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Mr. Jenkins spent part of our time reviewing the letters written to the churches in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Sardis&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a most profitable study and I am thankful to&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX64WkoDJI/AAAAAAAAADs/tm9wKjVHsdc/s1600-h/DSC_4619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX64WkoDJI/AAAAAAAAADs/tm9wKjVHsdc/s320/DSC_4619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198837190907923602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; be able to listen to his scholarship.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We arrived in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sardis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and began our walk to the ruins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We passed by what used to be some ancient shops, and then entered a Jewish synagogue, quite unlike any other that I have seen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This synagogue was large, and sat between the shops on one side and an athletic training facility on the other, where half-naked men would train for athletic events.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After their training they would enter a gymnasium (see picture) and a cool down and then a hot bath.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This would have been a strange place for a synagogue to sit, but being such a Hellenistic city and wanting to be &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX7qmkoDKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MLTRzMdedsQ/s1600-h/DSC_4681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX7qmkoDKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MLTRzMdedsQ/s320/DSC_4681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198838054196350114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;central to the town, this is where it was built.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the synagogue were two throne like chairs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One was for the synagogue leader, the other was where Dave Cooper chose to sit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dave quickly exited this chair when Orhan told us that this is where a boy went to be circumcised.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all had a good laugh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can see the inside of the synagogue and the facade of the gymnasium in the pictures.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We then took a very short trip to the &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Zeus&lt;/st1:placename&gt;, which was also in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sardis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While only remnants of this temple remain, it is obvious that this was a massive piece of architecture.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The pictures hardly tell the story, but the we humans were dwarfed by the columns.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of the women in our group joined hands and formed a circle around one column. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It took seven women to connect the circle.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX8lWkoDLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WwRta1AYpQ4/s1600-h/DSC_4760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX8lWkoDLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WwRta1AYpQ4/s320/DSC_4760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198839063513664690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Imagine being a Christian and living in a city where the primary worship and allegiance is to a false god with a monstrous temple, and the other primary religion is Judaism, and both violently oppose your Lord and Savior.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Obviously the environment had taken an effect upon the church, because the Lord tells them to wake up and complete what they had started (Rev. 3:2-3).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We then drove to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Along the way, we passed miles and miles and miles and miles of vineyards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, they went on forever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There wasn’t much to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, because the modern city sits on top of the ancient ruins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only about a city block has been reserved of old Philly, and it is primarily comprised of some broken arches from a church of the Byzantine era.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They sat in a garden of beautiful roses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think people took more pictures of roses than ruins.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Sardis&lt;/st1:city&gt;, we went to a wonderful little restaurant for lunch in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Laodicea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; named, Adanalalar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The owner spoke no English, and his family helped him run the outdoor restaurant, but he was so thankful to see us and told us that anyone who was not satisfied with their meal did not have to pay.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had a chicken kabob that was delicious, but my satisfaction with the meal will probably be determined later tonight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see, served with the meal was a tiny side of onions, tomato and grilled pepper.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I liked it, devoured i&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX-PmkoDMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wmyuFEvVnco/s1600-h/DSC_4843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX-PmkoDMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wmyuFEvVnco/s320/DSC_4843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198840888874765506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t and then Virginia Coffield said, “Didn’t Orhand (our guide) say, ‘Don’t eat the salad.’”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had taken a short nap on the bus and I guess I missed that message, because I looked around to notice that no one else had eaten the salad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will see what happens.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t have long to worry about all of this because, the owner’s son had just returned from the store on his motorcycle with our order of Magnum ice cream bars.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Actually, his son made two runs, because not all the orders had been bought the first time, and the owner wanted no unsatisfied customer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We ate our ice cream bars, paid a very reasonable price for our meal, loaded the bus and waved good-bye to this little Turkish family that had filled our stomachs and stolen our hearts (okay, that is a little much, but they were a cute family).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From here we headed to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Colossae&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, which is nothing more than a tel , an unexcavated mound.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We spent about an hour here taking pictures of this mound from every angle imaginable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then we climbed to the top of it and took more pictures of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Lychus&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Valley&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; below.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ask me if you want me to show you the 100 pictures I have of a green hill.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX_M2koDNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/q-9duE07Hdc/s1600-h/DSC_4915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX_M2koDNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/q-9duE07Hdc/s320/DSC_4915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198841941141753042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our last stop, was the city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Laodicea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now remember that this was the church whom Jesus described as lukewarm, and would spit out of His mouth if they did not repent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus likely drew His language from the temperature of the water in this city.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unlike &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Hierapolis&lt;/st1:city&gt;, which had &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;hot springs&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Colossae&lt;/st1:city&gt; who had cold springs, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Laodicea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s water came across a distant aqueduct.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the time it reached the city, it was lukewarm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not very enjoyable to drink.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We saw a tremendous amount of evidence of this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We found the arches of ancient aqueducts and a broken ancient water tower with many of the pipes still in the tower.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was quite a marvelous water system.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also in this city was an ancient Roman road that originally ran 200 miles all the way to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We walked on this road for about a half a mile.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was also a stadium and two theaters, but these had hardly been excavated.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was also an ancient &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; that had undergone a lot of excavation in the last few years.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From here we drove to our hotel, had a great meal and are off to bed to rest so we might worship tomorrow morning at 8 am (which I personally believe is much too early to be a scriptural time for worship).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has been a wonderful day, and I am so thankful to be able to be on this trip.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-3791923113140256203?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/3791923113140256203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=3791923113140256203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3791923113140256203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3791923113140256203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-is-hard-not-to-be-left-with-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCX5a2koDII/AAAAAAAAADk/DmSxJmgXOq4/s72-c/DSC_4586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-3363937499527404952</id><published>2008-05-09T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:20:42.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poppies in Pergamum'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSiF2koDDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Z-5bb69ddak/s1600-h/DSC_4252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSiF2koDDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Z-5bb69ddak/s320/DSC_4252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198458091324574770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today began early with a 6 am wake up call, with breakfast at 6:30 and on the bus at 7:30.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had a two hour drive ahead of us to get to the ancient city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:city&gt;, which sits looking over the modern day city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bergama&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We took a pit stop along the way at an onyx and jewelry store, which sold the most beautiful onyx pieces I have yet to see, and after being in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Jordan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I have seen a lot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the stop, Mr. Jenkins, our tour leader, read and commented on Revelation 2:12-17, Christ’s letter to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was very interesting and allowed us to have a greater appreciation for the ruins of the city when we got there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The ruins were quite amazing to see.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For one, they were filled with red poppies, which made for a gorgeous setting and beautiful pictures.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSgR2koDBI/AAAAAAAAACs/u4TG8yiCuTE/s1600-h/DSC_4244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSgR2koDBI/AAAAAAAAACs/u4TG8yiCuTE/s320/DSC_4244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198456098459749394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of special interest and connection to Christ’s letter to the &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; church, were the ruins of the temple built by Roman Emperor Hadrian, and dedicated to Emperor Trajan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Christ’s letter He says that He knows that the saints dwell where Satan’s throne is, but have remained faithful to Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What Jesus means by Satan’s throne is not known for certain, but the ruins provide some clues.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was elected three times to build a temple to a Roman Emperor, which tells us that Emperor worship was prominent in this city.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCShIWkoDCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0JJ9SMmIC8E/s1600-h/DSC_4236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCShIWkoDCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0JJ9SMmIC8E/s320/DSC_4236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198457034762619938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will also find among the ruins the foundation for the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Zeus&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This temple was excavated and removed for its protection and now sits in the &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Berlin&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Germany&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You may follow this link to see a good picture of the museum.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A huge theater on the side of the hill and stumped columns of a library can also be seen at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We stopped for lunch at a nice restaurant in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bergama&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, where I ate a meat and cheese pita, which they liken to a pizza, but its really not.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSjF2koDEI/AAAAAAAAADE/wxVCf0U4Sm8/s1600-h/DSC_4358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSjF2koDEI/AAAAAAAAADE/wxVCf0U4Sm8/s320/DSC_4358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198459190836202562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, nourishment was necessary to press on, so I ate it and then ate David Thomley’s also.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Next to the restaurant was a shop selling authentic goat parchment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is an interesting story behind why parchment was used in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, but I will spare you all of that for now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will say this that the city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:city&gt; that was second only to the library in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Alexandria&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Egypt&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The manuscripts in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:city&gt; were primarily made of animal skins – parchment – while the manuscripts in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Alexandria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; were papyrus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSlJmkoDGI/AAAAAAAAADU/dLcSO_1R0Lc/s1600-h/DSC_4432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSlJmkoDGI/AAAAAAAAADU/dLcSO_1R0Lc/s320/DSC_4432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198461454283967586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After lunch we headed to the sanctuary of Asklepios, the god of healing, which was very close to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While there were plenty of healers in the in Romans times, most worked independently.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This sanctuary was similar to a hospital, where doctors worked in conjunction with each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They used mud baths, dream interpretation, psychology and medicinal drugs to bring healing to people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jane and &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Olen&lt;/st1:personname&gt; must have drawn great strength from Asklepios, feeling they could lift giant stone ruins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the look on &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Olen&lt;/st1:personname&gt;’s face, I think he might have hurt something.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSkU2koDFI/AAAAAAAAADM/RwBXw8__GU4/s1600-h/DSC_4393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSkU2koDFI/AAAAAAAAADM/RwBXw8__GU4/s320/DSC_4393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198460548045868114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sign for Asklepios was a serpent, which is the sign still used today as an icon for medicine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;might contribute to the reason Jesus spoke of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; as where Satan (the serpent of old, Genesis 3:1) dwells.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Upon leaving &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bergama&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, we took a one drive to Thyatira.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately, the ruins of Thyatira offer little.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is only a remnant of an 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century Byzantine church and then columns and arches laying randomly around a small fenced in area.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, yeah, we also saw an Thyatira turtle, that I would love to bring home to my girls, but&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSm02koDHI/AAAAAAAAADc/39py_jotbnc/s1600-h/DSC_4543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSm02koDHI/AAAAAAAAADc/39py_jotbnc/s320/DSC_4543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198463296824937586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I’m not sure how I would have carried it on the plane.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think there is some law against tourists exporting live animals.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The highlight at Thyatira was kicking around a soccer ball with some of the local kids and eating a Magnum ice cream bar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The ride home took about an hour and a half.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We passed the time singing spiritual songs, taking naps and then listening to our tour guide’s stories of previous tours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ask me about the story of Antonio and the story of the Taiwanese.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all laughed pretty hard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We head off tomorrow morning at 8:00 to go to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Sardis&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Laodicea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-3363937499527404952?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/3363937499527404952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=3363937499527404952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3363937499527404952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3363937499527404952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-began-early-with-6-am-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCSiF2koDDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Z-5bb69ddak/s72-c/DSC_4252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-3488166948049918636</id><published>2008-05-08T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:20:43.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crowns of Smyrna</title><content type='html'>“Be faithful unto death and I will give you a crown of life” (Revelation 2:10)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those were the words of Christ to His faithful church in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Smyrna&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As Jesus dictated these letters to John, He chose phrases to figuratively describe the churches’ condition that some how connected with the characteristics of the city.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Such might have been the case with this phrase.&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smyrna&lt;/st1:city&gt; sits on the coast of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Aegean Sea&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and as you looks up to the east from the Agora of the city, one could see Mt. Pagos sitting like a crowned jewel overlooking the rich metropolis of Smyrna.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus describes the saints in this city as rich in Him, but economically poor, which was just the opposite of the city itself.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our visit of the ancient site included a stomp around the ancient fortress built by Alexander the Great on the top of Mt. Pagos, overlooking the harbor and city of Smyrna (see picture).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNhS7LYZDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jk8DLshzqoE/s1600-h/DSC_3807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNhS7LYZDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jk8DLshzqoE/s320/DSC_3807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198105372666651698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNit7LYZFI/AAAAAAAAACE/jo0eNsaTSyU/s1600-h/DSC_3907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNit7LYZFI/AAAAAAAAACE/jo0eNsaTSyU/s320/DSC_3907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198106936034747474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We then descended the mountain to the ancient Agora, which in Greek means market place. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This was the place where people went to buy and sell everything from clothes, to food to dishwashers (okay not dishwashers, but everything else).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a hangout for young people and old people alike.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can see me hanging out by the pillars overlooking the area of ancient shops below.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After lunch, and ice cream (an ever essential part of any distant travel) we went to a couple of museums which contained many statues and stone reliefs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were two statues in particular that captured our attention, both of them wearing crowns.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The first was a statue of a priest of the imperial cult of the city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ephesus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The reason we were interested in this was because he was fashioned wearing a diadem.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A diadem was a crown indicating authority.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus is described wearing many diadems in Revelation 19:12.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While the sea beast, representing &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Rome&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, had &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNjh7LYZGI/AAAAAAAAACM/fagMusMC7Fo/s1600-h/DSC_3954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNjh7LYZGI/AAAAAAAAACM/fagMusMC7Fo/s320/DSC_3954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198107829387945058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10 diadems, Jesus is pictured as wearing many.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While emperor worship abounded in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Rom&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;e&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, promoted by such cultic priests depicted by the statue, Christ warned His followers that no one had more authority than Him and He would bring down all those who opposed Him and His people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You may recall that we also sing the lyrics, “Bring forth the royal diadem and crown Him Lord of all.”&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNkf7LYZHI/AAAAAAAAACU/lLIVb8_ryI8/s1600-h/DSC_3989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNkf7LYZHI/AAAAAAAAACU/lLIVb8_ryI8/s320/DSC_3989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198108894539834482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The final crown we saw today was that worn by the runner in the statue pictured. This crown was the &lt;i style=""&gt;stephanos &lt;/i&gt;crown, which was given to the victor of a race.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This crown was usually made up of vines and flowers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sure my 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade students at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Athens&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bible&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; will remember Paul writing in 1 Corinthians 9 about encouraging us to strive to win the imperishable wreath – the crown of life (Rev. 2:10; James 2:12).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus is described as one wearing the crown of victory in Revelation 6:2, for He overcame sin and death.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNlWrLYZII/AAAAAAAAACc/jNe4oXF3Tgc/s1600-h/DSC_4082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNlWrLYZII/AAAAAAAAACc/jNe4oXF3Tgc/s320/DSC_4082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198109835137672322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have also included a picture of a lion statue from the 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century B.C.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The reason for this is because the lion is called – Aslan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;C.S. Lewis used this name for the lion in his book, &lt;i style=""&gt;The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, &lt;/i&gt;after seeing these statues.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We then went to a church building named after Polycarp who was a student of the apostle John and who was killed in the early second century for refusing to renounce Christ as King and Savior.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNlz7LYZJI/AAAAAAAAACk/SyCrM-LAlfM/s1600-h/IMG_2897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNlz7LYZJI/AAAAAAAAACk/SyCrM-LAlfM/s320/IMG_2897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198110337648845970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our day closed after dinner with Dr. Mark Wilson, a leading researcher of Bible locations in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Turkey,&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; speaking to us about some of his work.  He is wearing the blue shirt, standing next to his wife Dindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That pretty much raps up the day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow we head to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pergamum&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and Thyatira.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For my students, feel free to post comments or questions on the blogsite.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’d love to hear from you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-3488166948049918636?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/3488166948049918636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=3488166948049918636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3488166948049918636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3488166948049918636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/crowns-of-smyrna.html' title='The Crowns of Smyrna'/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCNhS7LYZDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jk8DLshzqoE/s72-c/DSC_3807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-6363119289021856374</id><published>2008-05-07T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:20:44.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Museums and Mosques and Bosphorous</title><content type='html'>When you tell folks that you are going to Turkey, many times they say, with almost sarcasm - Why?  What's in Turkey?  They fail to realize that most of the New Testament takes place or was originally written to people who lived in what is now the land of Turkey.  Turkey was Asia Minor of the New Testament world.  Cities like Ephesus, Colossae, Laodicea, Philadelphia, Smyrna, Miletus, Pergamum and a lot more were located in this country that is known more for having the same name as a Thanksgiving meal, then for New Testament, Greek, or Roman history, yet more Greek and Roman history has been recovered in this country than in Italy and Greece combined.  In addition to that, church history abounds in this nation and especially in the city of Istanbul.  While I certainly don't subscribe to universal human government of the church or creeds of men, three councils, strongly influencing Western Christianity took place in Turkey - one in Nicaea and two in Ephesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of what we did today I'm going to pass over quickly, not because it is unimportant, but because what I want to concentrate on is SO MUCH COOLER!  Of course, when I am done your suspicions of my nerdiness will be confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began the day visiting a couple of mosques (places of worship for Muslims).  The first was the Blue Mosque, which receives its name from the blue Iznik tiles and was built around 1610 A.D.  The interior is quite an  impressive site, as its architect constructed with domes and semi-domes that reach to 140 feet high. We had to remove our shoes to enter into the mosque because of the cleanliness of the floor.  Muslims bow their forehead to the ground when praying here and they want to keep the carpets very clean.  The carpets are cleaned daily (they were doing this while we were there), but the ceilings are cleaned only twice a year.  Here is an interesting discovery.  One might think, with such rare cleaning of the ceilings, bugs and spiders would abound, but the ink used to paint the walls has the yolk of ostrich eggs in it, which causes it to be a natural bug repellent - I'm not making this stuff up - so very few six and eight leg critters.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCIQGLLYY_I/AAAAAAAAABU/uQxebKWUmhY/s1600-h/DSC_3590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCIQGLLYY_I/AAAAAAAAABU/uQxebKWUmhY/s320/DSC_3590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197734618204759026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to the Blue Mosque is the Hagia Sophia, which was built originally as a church (532 A.D.), then became a mosque when Constantinople (modern Istanbul) was over taken by the Ottoman Turks in 1453, and then became a museum in 1935.  It is a very impressive building, larger than the Blue Mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then walked over to the Topkapi Palace, which housed some 36 Sultans and their harems.  I was quickly able to see some "interesting" things like John the Baptist's hand (in gold) and the rod of Moses, swords and daggers covered in jewels and gems worth millions of dollars.  You can decide what is real and historical and what is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you really want some entertaining news, ask Barbara Jo about a wounded chicken and my Dodge Dakota - separate stories, but it archeology really gets you going then stick around.  The highlight of my day was the Archaeological Museum.  While here I saw an inscription from Hezekiah's tunnel, created around 710 B.C. to connect the Gihon Spring with the Pool of Siloam. (see 2 Kings 20:20)  It describes the completion of the tunnel, which was dug by two teams starting at opposite ends digging toward each other.  The inscription is found where the two teams met.  It confirms that Hezekiah was a real king in the nation of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCIRdbLYZBI/AAAAAAAAABk/bwoSI489on8/s1600-h/DSC_3718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCIRdbLYZBI/AAAAAAAAABk/bwoSI489on8/s320/DSC_3718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197736117148345362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw the inscription that was placed in a wall which separated the Gentiles from the court of women in Jerusalem during the time of Herod (see picture).  The inscription says - cross this line Gentile and die (Norm's paraphrase version).  Paul was accused of taking a Gentile into the temple, violating the law written on the wall (read Acts 21:27-31).  I also saw murals of lions and other animals that hung on the walls of the city of Babylon during the time of Nebuchadnezzer (see picture); an ancient treaty made between the Hitites and the Egyptians in 1296 B.C; an inscribed cylinder made by Nabidonidus, the last king of Babylon, who is mentioned by Jeremiah; an inscribed stele of Sennacherib, the Assyrian king who attacked Isr&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCIQrLLYZAI/AAAAAAAAABc/uYodiS-JQGA/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCIQrLLYZAI/AAAAAAAAABc/uYodiS-JQGA/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197735253859918850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ael; a large relief slab from the palace of Tiglath-pilesar III; the code of Hammurabi, which describes a moral law, similar to what God gave the Israelites and I could go on and on and on.  But the really cool thing about all of this is that these things are from and about people who are mentioned in the Bible demonstrating the historical accuracy of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of this, we headed to the Grand Covered Bazaar, basically a 400 year old outlet mall of 4000 shops.  Barbara Jo and my girls will be happy to know that I bought them a gift from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCISELLYZCI/AAAAAAAAABs/pWMw7Ho3mTA/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCISELLYZCI/AAAAAAAAABs/pWMw7Ho3mTA/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197736782868276258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, after all of this, we took a ride on the Bosphorous, the body of water connecting the Black Sea and the Aegean Sea.  It was windy and cold, but a beautiful trip, on which I enjoyed a glass of hot apple tea.  Pictured is Billy and Carol Bradford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we head out at 6:15 to catch a flight to Izmir, modern day Smyrna.  To my Bible class at Athens Bible School, I look forward to your list of facts from this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-6363119289021856374?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/6363119289021856374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=6363119289021856374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/6363119289021856374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/6363119289021856374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/museums-and-mosques-and-bosphorous.html' title='Museums and Mosques and Bosphorous'/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCIQGLLYY_I/AAAAAAAAABU/uQxebKWUmhY/s72-c/DSC_3590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-3318940344630941494</id><published>2008-05-06T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:20:45.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airplanes, Naps and Magnum Bars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCCmK8qV13I/AAAAAAAAAA0/PRrVFALMEz4/s1600-h/DSC_3523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCCmK8qV13I/AAAAAAAAAA0/PRrVFALMEz4/s320/DSC_3523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197336676998174578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UGH!  We made it to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ist&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;anbul&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.  We began our journey with a 4 a.m. wake up call in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Nashville&lt;/st1:city&gt;,  &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;TN.&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;  Took off from Nashville at 7 am and flew to JFK; waited seven hours in JFK (got ice cream at 3 pm), flew to Munich, Germany, waited a couple of hours there (ate some wiener schnitzel and Magnum Bars), and then took off to Istanbul to land here at 3:00 in the afternoon, Turkey time.  All together we were in a plan or at an airport for over 24 hours.  You can tell by the pictures how excited we were soon after arriving at JFK and eating lunch and the contrast of how tired we were soon before boarding the plane for the final &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCCnecqV16I/AAAAAAAAABM/ANjrWUnpb-A/s1600-h/DSC_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCCnecqV16I/AAAAAAAAABM/ANjrWUnpb-A/s320/DSC_3530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197338111517251490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leg to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Istanbul&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To the casual observer it was an uneventful day, but to the well-traveled, it was a really uneventful day.  The most excitement I felt all day was flying the two hour flight from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Munich&lt;/st1:city&gt; to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Istanbul&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, because I ended up in an "exit" row, which for a guy who is 6'2", the extra leg room space feels like acres of land in an airplane.  The flight from JFK to Munich was just over 7 hours long.  What made the flight bearable was the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCCmYMqV14I/AAAAAAAAAA8/W-p9qKO2JmU/s1600-h/DSC_3529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCCmYMqV14I/AAAAAAAAAA8/W-p9qKO2JmU/s320/DSC_3529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197336904631441282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;monitors on the back of each seat, and the availability of about eight movies, all in English.  I passed part of the time watching edited versions of "Dan in Real Life" and "The Bucket List."  I can't recommend the unedited versions, but both movies were very enjoyable.  I slept a little on the plane and read the tour manual provided by Mr. Jenkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;    I would like to make a few observations about the trip that tie closely to the tour we will begin tomorrow.  The world has reached a point, where international travel has become relatively easy for the English speaking individual.  Most service and security people in the airports speak English; signs, everywhere, carry not only the language of the native tongue, but also English.  Travel is relatively safe and very efficient, comparative to 2000 years ago or even 50 years ago.  It reminds me, very much, of the days of Paul and John.  The Roman roads allowed for the most efficient travel the world had seen up until that day, Greek was a dominant language, allowing for conversation with just about anyone, no matter where you went. The Pax Romana (Roman Peace) allowed for relative safety in travel and being a Roman &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCCmpsqV15I/AAAAAAAAABE/AkRNA1_BBlY/s1600-h/DSC_3527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCCmpsqV15I/AAAAAAAAABE/AkRNA1_BBlY/s320/DSC_3527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197337205279152018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;citizen, like Paul, provided a privileged status, often felt by the American traveler.&lt;br /&gt;What we have is not so different than the days of Paul, and neither is our responsibility as children of God, to take advantage of these benefits and share the good news of life with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We really have it better, because Paul didn't have Magnum Bars.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tomorrow, we tour &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Istanbul&lt;/st1:city&gt;, which at one time was called &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Constantinople&lt;/st1:place&gt; and prior to that called Byzantium.  The existence of this city goes back to about the 7th century B.C., according to archaeologists.  In 330 A.D. Constantine moved the capital of Rome here and called in Constantinople.  You may recall that Constantine also made Christianity the official religion of the Roman Empire, but remember by then the many biblical doctrines and church organization had been corrupted.  In 1204 A.D., the city was sacked during the Crusades and then in 1453 A.D. the city was taken over by the Ottoman Empire and named Istanbul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Istanbul is the only city that is divided between two countries, Europe and Asia.  It is divided by the Bosphorous Strait, a water way that connects the Black Sea to the Sea of Marmara.  If I understood our guide correctly, it's population is about 15 million, which makes it one of the most populated cities in the world.  The parts that I have seen so far have been beautiful, especially among the coast of the Marmara Sea.  The weather was beautiful, with temperatures being in the mid-60s and nothing but blue skies when we got here at about 3:00 p.m.  The city is predominantly Muslim, as well as the country, but they have a secular government.  At about 9:15 last night we heard the Muslim call to prayer which is declared through out the city on a speaker system.  We feel very safe here.  Crime rates are very low, mainly due to the fact that crimes are often punished public and involve the removal of body parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tour tomorrow will include a visit to the Archaeological Museum, which contains many Greek and Roman artifacts, and the Grand Bazaar, every shopper's dream.  The Bazaar houses over 4000 little shops and has been in existence since the 1400s - The granddaddy of outlet shopping.  I'm just glad Barbara Jo is back in the states.  Who knows how much damage she could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-3318940344630941494?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/3318940344630941494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=3318940344630941494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3318940344630941494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/3318940344630941494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/airplanes-naps-and-magnum-bars.html' title='Airplanes, Naps and Magnum Bars'/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PDzMgNjo2vk/SCCmK8qV13I/AAAAAAAAAA0/PRrVFALMEz4/s72-c/DSC_3523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3833100831000994278.post-1956607035526379084</id><published>2008-05-04T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:45:56.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Turkey</title><content type='html'>Well...I've entered blogging world with great trepidation, knowing that my wife has set the precedent for entertaining, world traveling blogs.  We leave tomorrow to fly from Nashville, to JFK, to Munich, to Istanbul, Turkey.  I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833100831000994278-1956607035526379084?l=normwebb.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/1956607035526379084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833100831000994278&amp;postID=1956607035526379084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/1956607035526379084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833100831000994278/posts/default/1956607035526379084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normwebb.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-if-i-have-to.html' title='Flying Turkey'/><author><name>Norm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07310228632653779472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08177422359215138065'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>