( Picture of Petra Hotel where I partners in business running the restaurant and the hotel or Hostel at night) After returning to the Old City of Jerusalem From Galilee at Nazareth by bus and by the way the bus drive up and down Israel is a fantastic ride with hills and mountains olive trees everywhere and I have never seen so many olive trees in my life the hills were covered with them and Israelis we're replanting Forest also especially around Jerusalem and along the way from Tel Aviv to Jerusalem. In Jerusalem I met a couple with her child a baby virtually and she was pregnant and wanted to have her second baby in Israel and this couple had a room at the Petra Hotel at the foot of King David Street, the main street as you entered into Jerusalem and an ideal place for people watching for you never know who you might see walking down that street for instance I saw a famous movie celebrity and I met a king all of a tribe in Africa and you just don't know who you're meeting and how important and or famous they are because they all have to walk down King David Street for there are no limousines going down that street and everybody has to get off their High horses and dress in plain clothes to walk down that street to the Western Wall which used to be called The Wailing Wall but after the Six-Day War the name was changed because For the First Time and some two thousand years they choose have the old city and Temple area back under their ultimate control. So I met this couple from Alaska and the mother was an Inuit Native American and the husband was a Jewish Christian believer and they were there was missionaries and she wanted her next baby to be born there in Israel. Of course she had to do it kind of on the sly because he's released somewhat frown on people coming there just to have their child born there so to speak and she was planning on having the baby inside the restaurant on King David Street after hours when her time came to deliver. She said that her parents did not want her to go to Israel as a missionary and call it the land of donkey and camel s*** and she went anyways with her husband who is a trained cook like at Denny's and places like that and he had this restaurant in the basement of the Petra Hotel at the entrance of the most famous street King David Street and it used to be a first-class Hotel way back in the days and now was a multi-storey hostel for tourists and Backpackers. So he was about to give up the restaurant that was given to him by the owner of the hotel after he was selling soda pops and things from his hotel room there and told him that he could run the empty restaurant in the first floor type basement at the entrance of the hotel of which was cavernous and had what looked like a potential Chapel area deep in the far end and felt so ancient and or medievil or underground for that matter because as you entered the hotel you almost immediately could make a left down some stairs to this basement like restaurant and it was fully equipped. So this Christian brother and sister and baby ran this restaurant and we're getting exhausted because it's a big operation to run a restaurant this restaurant has a lot of room. So he was planning on giving it up he told me and I told him that I would roll up my sleeves and stay longer in Jerusalem and help him keep it open and we became partners and work together and he taught me how to professionally be a chef or fast food cook. I already knew how to cook being raised in a family of eight brothers and sisters, we had to learn how to cook for ourselves and soul for ourselves because our mother couldn't do all of this for us all of the time. So we worked and worked and the restaurant cooking and serving people and lo and behold a man showed up dressed like Jesus. His name was Steven and he said he had just hitchhiked around the world from Hawaii dressed like Jesus and was arrested on the border of Korea for trying to walk across or hitchhike across Korea and some missionaries got him released. He told us a story how he was at the Altamont Rock Festival when all hell broke out and a member of the Hells Angels killed a man who is acting erratically and armed. Steven said that the Rolling Stones were on stage and they were paralyzed as to know what to do when this happened and the crowd started panicking or getting out of control and nobody knew what to do, so he said that he ran up and jumped up on the stage and calm down everybody down over the PA system microphone. Then he said that he had a veg Hut type restaurant in Hawaii, before he decided to hitchhike around the world dress like Jesus going Eastward. He said when he was in Jerusalem The Old City and around the Jewish quarter of what is called Mount Zion and the tomb of David yeah, that he was confronted and threatened by someone to kill him or something for being dressed like Jesus. I heard another story where a man dress like Jesus was found dead in a cave around Bethlehem Area in the desert or Mountain Top desert is more how the landscape can be described for it once used to be covered with Forest and both Jerusalem and Bethlehem which are not far from each other are built virtually on mountain top ridges like a spine that goes up and down the state of Israel. I also had a troubling experience around what is called the tomb of David on a mount called Scion with in The Old City, of which the whole city used to be called or at least the temple area was call Mount Zion and this was not the temple area. Anyways I was visiting the area in the old city and I was wearing a Greek looking sure that I had proudly bought in Athens, when I came across a teacher and his students outside King David's Tomb, where there is a school called a Yashiva, where Jewish students are taught the Torah and is kind of a seminary and students come from all around to attend these Yashiva's or Torah schools, like from New York for instance a lot of students come and attend these schools or seminaries. Well somehow I begin talkin to the rabbi teacher of this group of students that were standing outside on Mount Zion and I begin to share with him and the students Jesus Christ. After doing my sharing on this beautiful sunny day where is crispy air on a Mountaintop Ridge code Jerusalem, he began psychoanalyzing me and pulling on each one of his fingers like he was counting all the reasons that I was wrong or something or my presentation was out of order or that he was psychoanalyzing me. He was a very pleasant rabbi and not dressed in the ultra-orthodox Garb nor was it were any of the students. So I turned things around psychologically and started counting things on my fingers pulling them exactly like he did and I was winning the argument. Then one of the students who quite frankly look like a bully was so upset the way I was able to answer the rabbi, that he told me to Let's Take a Walk and he what he want a kind of wanted to put his arm around me and take me for a walk down and Alleyway and when we got to the end of the alleyway we were going to make a right and he says no we can't go there that's places to Holy of which was the backside but the tomb of David. When I resisted going down this side Ali and pulled out of his grip, I begin walking back towards the students in the rabbi for safety sake, cuz this student was looking mad and hot headed and started following me back saying why are you so upset you shouldn't be angry why are you so upset about and all the time he was the one that was looking mad. So every time he said why are you so angry and mad I would turn around and say I love you, I kept repeating to him that I loved him out loud while we're walking back towards the rabbi and the students and this infuriated him even more. By the time I got to the students hey Troost bus was just unloading next to us when this madman student flung at me and it seemed that the other students had to catch him in mid-air so to speak to kerp from assaulting me, in front of a bus load of students. Well I took off running and it felt like I was running for my life for this man had such a mad look on his face when he tried to attack me and was grabbed and stopped by the other students, that I kept running and running away from the hill in Jerusalem called Mount Zion and I felt like one of the prophets in the bible it was being like persecuted and potentially seriously assaulted, if not killed in an altercation and also I thought of what Jesus said how Jerusalem, Jerusalem thou that will that killeth the prophets and those that are sent unto you, the going through my mind. Anyway that was my experience like Stevens experience also where he was threatened with having his legs broke and he told me. So we took him on in the restaurant and he moved back into the farthestsult underground room of the restaurant and turn this vaulted room that reminded me of a mediaeval crusader vault into a little chapel and so we all work together to keep the restaurant going and flowing and Stephen would be the waiter dressed like Jesus serving people and I am the husband of the wife would be doing the cooking and while she is doing all that she can like helping wash the dishes and keeping things in order and clean. I remember one night when it Israeli officer came in dressed in his combat uniform with a question of cough automatic rifle, he sat down and ordered and a Palestinian Joker friend of ours that we met who said that he was in the Holy Land Olympics of which there was no such thing representing the Olympics. And was a handsome tourist con artist type and a sort of gigolo Jerusalem. For instance even though he was born a Muslim, he talked about wanting to cut the wires to the speakers on top of the minarets of the mosques in Jerusalem, oh, because he got tired of listening to the pre-recorded prayers on tape that work blared over the loudspeakers of Jerusalem multiple times a day and even at night. Well anyway this gigolo of a friendly dude and very entertaining picked up the automatic rifle of the officer and started demonstrating what a great rifle it was and of course it wasn't loaded. The officer said they're smiling and grinning ear-to-ear as this Palestinian was demonstrating an AK47 weapon that the officer said he picked up during the war with Lebanon. Apparently this officer you already knew this character and was playing along with the show. The Israelis know everything was happening in The Old City because it's really relatively speaking quite a small and compact City and that is the old city I'm speaking about and not the western part of Jerusalem which is referred to as the new city where most of the Jewish people live. In The Old City there is surveillance everywhere so to speak, soldiers on rooftops, soldiers walking around carrying weapons, Israeli citizens even armed. Very safe feeling quite frankly even though it felt like an occupied military zone and of which it obviously was when I was there, for the weapons and soldiers carried were from rifles to mini machine guns. So nothing goes on in the old city and I'm sure even more today without the Israelis knowing what is going on and who is entering and leaving the gates of the city. So it is the safest place to be, even at night you could walk around the Old City without fear, because he's really don't let any bad guys stay in or live or work or have businesses in The Old City. But like in every barrel there's a bad apple or two or like in every Garden there is always a snake in this world and I met a Palestinian man from Jerusalem the young man and he tried to hustle me at a cloth Merchant stall in the old city of which a friend of his was running. I got so frustrated with people trying to sell me stuff shaking my hand and not letting go and virtually trying to pull me into their businesses to buy something, and what seems to me amounted to Serious begging and aggressive panhandling of merchandise. That I thought I'd teach one of these people a lesson, so I let this Palestinian Muslim Arab guy tell me everything he had so to speak, he kept saying would you like this would you like that and I was so tired of say no to people that I just said yes to everything and He piled a bunch of pieces of cloth and closings on the bench in the front of him and between us and looking at his friend periodically with a big smile showing and how it's done to be a Salesman in The Old City. When he asked me how will I pay like a traveler's checks or credit card to cash something like that, I said I had no money, his whole demeanor changed he like grabbed me by the arm really hard and held me and said basically what do you mean you have no money and so I called out to the military Israeli Patrol that patrols the streets of the old city and he let go when I started calling out for help to get out of his clutches and he released me out of fear of the Israelis patrolling The Old City. Funny things he forgot the incident and tried to con me out of money and that's another story and it happened three times with him that he didn't recognize me in the three different times I came to Jerusalem and so funny, he told me he was saying former terrorist you know that came to Jesus and was in a gambling debt needed $5,000, when I told him I could only give him a $5 he looked very upset. Another time maybe it was the second time that I met him he tried to pull me up some Alleyway in the old city and I had to get out of his clutches, for either he forgot who I was and or when I reminded him he wanted to take some type of Vengeance on me. The third time was the funniest experience telling me that he was a former terrorist and had found Jesus Center and had it $5,000 gambling debt, thinking I would say Rich tourist and totally forgot who I was and how we met twice before. In the evening at the Petra Hotel we ran the hotel in the evenings, basically we had the whole hotel hostel building to ourselves in the evening and I remember one night one of the guests was standing in the doorway of her room wearing nothing but a virtually see-through gown and inviting Steven, our waiter who dress like Jesus to come in and visit her. We were glad when he resisted the temptation four things could have gone South. He was admired in my heart and then my partner's eyes for being so strong, four not falling into temptation. Steven Steven slept in the chapel he made out of the vaulted inner chamber of the underground restaurant. It was beautiful it was wholly looking, mysterious. Mediaeval in the sense that the Crusaders left a big mark in Jerusalem and even before the Crusaders Jerusalem listen Christian city under the Byzantine Empire before the Muslim invasion and you can see architecture from both the Byzantine Empire and the Crusaders. It was all so beautiful and mysterious and especially as I look back and I've learned so much more about the history of Jerusalem and what I saw there and witnessed. The work of making the restaurant profitable was hard work and there was no way around it. We had to buy all the food and beer even in the Old City and we had no permits posted, or licenses. Nabil the owner of the hotel, all he wanted was a percentage of the income and nothing else. We assumed he had all the permits the cell alcohol for instance, even though there was nothing posted. We had to buy the food and the beer for the establishment not at wholesale prices what is over the counter prices. So our profit margin was very small and we made up for it with hard work and yes we made money and we did good, because we were happy to be in Jerusalem and working for the Lord kind of in Deep Cover, as missionaries. For the word missionary is a dirty word in Israel, when an Israeli gets mad at another Israeli they call him a missionary. It was against the law to distribute Christian literature to anyone under 18, we got around this law or rule the best we could. One night when there was a demonstration outside somewhere in the front of the hotel and as the students young people we're coming back into the old city down the narrow road that the entrance of the hotel was, some of the students saw me standing inside the doorway and started shaking their fists in the air and shouting something about the Ayatollah. There was nothing put a glass door between me and the mob, but they were on their way down the street anyways and we're just passing by and not standing in front of the hotel targeting us. Because this was a Palestinian or Arab own hotel they dare not break any windows or cause any problems, so we were safe there under the traditional Arab Hospitality rules as guests as well as employees. Another incident happened with sticks in my mind is a man apparently from France boys dressed in virtually all black and had an eye patch on and look like a total pirate and he complained about the price of the beer we were selling. Well as I mentioned first of all we had to put pay wholesale price for the beer and my partner and experienced chef and cook knew what could happen if people drink so much oh, so he had the price of the beer somewhat artificially inflated. I was working so hard that I bought a bottle of Carmel Brandy and had it in the kitchen and took a shot of it now and then because it tasted so good and I was working so hard and but my partner took the bottle away from the kitchen apparently he has seen too many Cook's workers and chefs start drinking due to the hard job of running a restaurant. A footnote the caramel brand of Brandy is the best Brandy I've ever tasted in memory and is never tasted anything like it since, plus I had been to Mount Carmel in Haifa and there was an aesthetic memory connected to the Brandy. Cooks and apparently especially short-order Cooks are prone to be tempted to drink while working in a hot and rushed environment kitchen and having to place orders as fast as one can. One Saturday because my partner was of Jewish descent decided to take the Jewish sabbath off and let me work the restaurant solo, so I did apparently with the help of Steven and I can't recall if he had come on board by this time or not but I will presume so. I work very hard that night cooking cleaning washing dishes waiting on tables, at one time when working and cooking I didn't know how to cook a certain item on the menu and I asked this Jewish couple that came into the restaurant do cook it themselves if they like because didn't know how to prepare it and a thought that was fantastic, the thought of coming to a restaurant and being able to prepare your own food. Anyway that night from all I remember, I ran the restaurant by myself and mind you it was no small restaurant. It had a main and narrow dining room area, with a larger dining room area in the back. It was difficult to cook the food and take it all the way back to the restaurant in the back so we took a hammer one night and pounded a hole in the concrete wall between the kitchen spaces back room dining area, so we could served the food through the opening, we certainly left our mark in Old Jerusalem and that service hole is still there next time one visits the Petra Hotel. Well anyway the night that I ran the restaurant single-handedly 4 again I can't remember if Steven was there helping me that night or not but I do believe I was all by myself and that was denied that the Jewish couple also cook their own dinner in the kitchen if I recall and when my partner and his wife came back at in the evening, they were so glad that I had made a profit of $100 which was a lot of money back then to be made. Instead of congratulating me on my hard work my partner said oh that is the blessing of taking the Sabbath off for him, while my proverbial tongue was still hanging out from exhaustion, really funny picture when when you think about it. So it was no Sabbath for me who did all the hard work and I felt a little unappreciated, but that's water off a duck's back when you're working with people you love and who love the Lord. Meanwhile my partner's wife had false pregnancy alert and she got up on the counter or table ready to give birth to the child in the restaurant at night and it turned out to be a false alarm. But that's how serious they were to have the baby in Jerusalem they were going to have it in the restaurant at night or whenever the baby is about to come out. Later on after I had gone back to the States and I told him I would send some ground coffee cup because we could not find ground coffee in Jerusalem either in the new city or The Old City, only Turkish coffee which I grew to love. I never sent ground coffee back with shy I regret but my heart was bigger than my ability to perform. Meanwhile my partner's wife did have the baby in a Palestinian Hospital and I've lost track of them since but I think about them often and what a tremendous experience we had running a restaurant and hotel in the old city of Jerusalem. When pounding a hole through a concrete wall without any permits for even asking the owner the hotel for permission, are Palestinian Playboy type friend was beating that wall with a hammer so hard and we all took turns, for virtually everything in Jerusalem is made out of stone or concrete with flagstones covering the concrete in more newer buildings and he was potentially or possibly facing some jail time for some misdemeanor, or was thinking of the time that he was in an Israeli jail and pounding his way out all of the concrete wall in his mind. I have so many stories about Mike times in Israel and especially in Jerusalem where I spend most of my time and it felt like a second home to me. Of all the places in the world if I had to be marooned in would be Jerusalem and Israel and the land of the Muslims and Christians who all live in close quarters in a narrow strip of land bridging two continents. On one winter day on top of the mountain ridge where Jerusalem is built some two thousand feet above sea level and bordering the snow line and rain and sleet in the winter, on one winter chili and beautiful day I stopped down the street from the restaurant Hotel to have some Turkish coffee and that little cubby hole cute restaurant on King David Street. I met a young architect there and I was talking to him about how in the Bible before the second coming that there would be a great earthquake and and basically level the city of Jerusalem to be rebuilt again and I believe I spoke about a fault going through the Mount of Olives and how the Bible says that the Mount of Olives would be split into and part of it would go north and part of it would go south. He told me he was the architect that redesigned reinforced or rebuilt the Dome over the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, and said if the whole church collapse the Dome would come down and one piece, he did his job so well he said. Never know who you're going to meet and talk to in the old city of Jerusalem because people come from all over the world as pilgrims tourist and Wanderers. It's like Sausalito on steroids as a tourist destination and international hub and felt very much like the atmosphere in Sausalito. In fact one day as I rode the shore in downtown Sausalito from my anchored boat a couple of gentlemen wanted to help me get out of my skip for dingy and one of them was the pastor of the First Baptist Church of Jerusalem, of all places to meet him again. He playfully noticed a wine cork bottle in my skiff and chuckled and smiled for in his church in Jerusalem they serve real wine at Communion and not like Southern Baptist churches in America. The First Baptist Church of Jerusalem a Southern Baptist missionary Church, was like no Southern Baptist Church I had ever experienced. Even though I was baptized a southern baptist after I was born again, by PastorJay Orr of the First Southern Baptist Church of Sausalito. In Jerusalem not only at Community time people have a choice between real wine and grape juice, but they speak in tongues and prophesied more than any Pentecostal Church I had recently been to end less conservative then an Assembly of God Church. On the mission field all the barriers start coming down between two nominations for they all realize that we are all in the same boat in a foreign land and on a mission from God and far away from the religious bureaucrats and hard shells. The church was eventually burned down I Yeshiva students from New York and also the or Christian bookstore was set on fire on the other side of town and the people of Jerusalem including including the mayor named kolak, we're very upset that these Outsiders from New York would come and do such a horrible thing and their City. Meanwhile the Baptist kept worshipping the Lord and praying and speaking in tongues and prophesying in the midst how they're ruined and burned out Church, of which is the oldest Baptist Church in Jerusalem and was eventually rebuilt without anyone missing a heartbeat for Jesus said blessed are you when men shall persecute you and say all manner of evil against you for great is your reward in heaven and even Peter and the Apostles rejoiced when they were beaten to the privilege, to be a witness of their faith in God for think about it if you were arrested for being a Christian, would there be enough evidence to convict you, when one is being beating are persecuted for being a Christian one knows they are on the right path, philosophically speaking. I was invited to speak at that Baptist Church also by the gracious pastor. Another interesting place I visited and fellowship with a Ministry on the Mount of Olives run by the former bodyguard of Ben-Gurion, and Israeli who had become a believer in Jesus Christ as the Messiah. He had a hillside estate like Ministry on the side of the Mount of Olives and near the top, such a beautiful place foreign Ministry for a Christian Jewish believer Israeli, surrounded virtually by Muslims. But then again what we call Israel today and others call Palestine, has historically had a lot of Christians living among the Muslims. Bethlehem at one time was a completely Christian orthodox City. After the first war with the people calling themselves Palestinians and the birth of the Jewish state, Muslim refugees moved into Bethlehem and when I was there it was half Christian and half Muslim. The Christians that live in this state and condition are not very happy, they try to get out if they can or emigrate and quite frankly even though living for centuries with their Muslim Neighbors. They felt or feel uncomfortable with the way that the Muslims are dealing with the Israelis or at least the more radical factions are elements. The Christian Palestinians that I rented an unfurnished flat from in Bethlehem, I sat and watched with their arm in the evenings their television in my pajamas, with their three generations of family living there, child or children, parents and Grand parents. Very happy hospitable people, it's a tradition in the middle or near East. That I was told by my host and Elder in Bethlehem and once ran for mayor, that the Christians felt uncomfortable around the Muslims, they especially would lust after the Christian women because they weren't all covered up like the Muslim women. And like I said or mentioned the Christians I would like to just leave the area and migrate to the West and look or seek help in doing so to get out of this war zone where they are basically sandwiched between the Israelis and the so called Palestinians. Well these are the feelings and Sensations I had being there and looking back, yes there are traditional Christians real Born Again lines are Christians just by birth or name that are involved in military acts against the Israelis or the state of Israel also. But I saw no real evidence or heard no real evidence about that except there was a man named George Kabash a Palestinian militant leader way back in the sixties I believe. But I really haven't heard about that much Christian activity related to the militant activity against the state of Israel or Israelis. In fact I had the impression that the Christian Palestinians felt more comfortable with the Israelis than with the Muslims. I visited a Christian Arab Palestinian who did not flee from their home apparently and lived in the Israeli side and had no complaints I do believe it was in Tel Aviv area or somewhere between Tel Aviv and Jerusalem. I felt quite comfortable living with the Palestinians also, they had a hotel on the backside of the old city that was really clean and nice and you could get a dorm bed reasonable and sleep with other Palestinians and I was never bothered. The only uncomfortableness I really felt was with the Hasidic Orthodox Jews, they were for the most part not very outgoing and and can be quite hostile if you go into their the district called the Mia Sharim and do something like kissing somebody in a car, in their District at night for instance or breaking the Sabbath or spreading the Gospel of Jesus and they have a habit of or if, I may say that some spit on the ground and curse Jesus's name by using a single word that sounds like Jesus name, but it's twisted to mean let his name be forgotten and pronounced something like "Yahsew", or actually they may be pronouncing the name of Jesus, in a slang way and then spitting on the ground, or a shortened version of his name before spitting four I'm still trying to figure it out. All I know is you don't want to mess with the most radical of these people and all dressed up in their black-and-white and mediaeval close and broad-brimmed black hats and some made out of fur like something out of Russia and of course Poland and but one must remember that in the Babylonian Talmud of which the ultra-orthodox and Hasidic Jews prescribed to or teaches, or says that Jesus was born of a prostitute and that his mother was just some tavern whore and so you can see the built-in animosity. Talking or writing about the ultra-orthodox Jews is a difficult subject. Most of my experiences and or observations or testimonies I've heard when in Jerusalem were negative about them. Not just because they do not like people to take their pictures because they claimed not to believe in images or are just so used to being photographed for their beards and Broad Rim polish style hats or the Russian first style ones, with their knickerbockers and all and I'm very photogenic and but they don't stand around and pose for anyone and if you try to take their pictures they will try to hide their faces with their hats and I've never observed any of them ever stopping to talk to anyone on their way to the Western Wall as they walk to do the old city and they just keep on walking until they get to their destination and then just keep on walking back out and I've never seen them interact with anyone off hand of my recollection. For they are a real stand by themselves people from what I observed and was even harassed by one, who dressed more like a normal person with dress and but was apparently an orthodox or Ultra Orthodox Jew or Rabbi for that matter, who called out for the police as I with a friend were passing out Christian flyers and or books and the police officer shooed us away and in another incidence a missionary friend of mine that I met in Israel named Arnold Butler, was passing out Christian literature Andrew slim Lynn and old bearded Rabbi are ultra-orthodox tight threatened to light him on fire at a bus stop in the new city go to to swim or what and wherever it or that happen, the man had a can of gasoline and a an Israeli bus driver saved him from possibly being lit on fire we're passing out Christian literature, which is technically illegal I think in Israel, definitely it legal to pass Christian literature to minors in Israel, when I was there. Another time I gave a prophecy at a charismatic convention in Jerusalem, with David Du Plessis there and also known as Mister Pentecost there and well known in the Charismatic Revival Ministry also Pat Robertson founder of the 700 Club and the Christian Broadcasting Network and the Publishers of logos books were there-known Christian Publishers and a host of others that I couldn't name. Well I felt compelled to give a prophecy about " my Son coming out of Egypt" of which is the Bible the verse that I prophesied, from the audience in the convention at the Diplomat Hotel in West Jerusalem. It was during the time of negotiations with the president of Egypt making peace with Israel and I confess I felt compelled to blurred out that verse in the Bible, with the obvious implication that not only Jesus came out of Egypt but President Sadat would come out of Egypt, to be a friend to Israel and David after pausing momentarily acknowledge the prophecy, meaning that the peace settlement between Egypt and Israel was of God and Sadat was his instrument in the process. Well anyway after giving this what I believe to be a prophetic word at this convention of many people that were there and it seemed like hundreds if not 1,000, from all over the world and in a beautiful and spacious Hotel. I felt both elated and tormented after giving this word at the convention and it seems like Satan was just attacking me for it and I felt cold Darkness and depression swirling around my head in a somewhat confused state trying to make my way back to the old city of Jerusalem in the dark and getting lost somehow and ending up in the Arts ultra-orthodox section of West Jerusalem in the night and felt very strange and where is it I would somehow in a quasi dream state while trying to make it to the Old City and then getting lost in the ultra-orthodox section of West Jerusalem not far from The Old City by the way and I felt and was tempted somewhat with fear. Like I was being judged or chastened for making a presumptuous prophecy or was it just Satan working me over for making the prophecy at that time and in hindsight it was just Satan trying to put fear in my heart, by getting lost at night and ending up I the Ultra Orthodox part of town of when I first went there in the daytime and gave an ultra-orthodox looking rabbi with a beard in a bookstore a track about Jesus he started pretending to spit on it and threw it over his shoulder and miraculously it landed in his bookshelf and because he was an old man dressed in his full black and white Mediaeval garb, I was just glad he did he actually spit but was just pretending to like or like going or doing a practiced ritual. So anyway continuing with what happened at the Diplomat Hotel I met a doctor and his wife who had also come from San Anselmo my hometown in Marin County California and he was suffering from carbon monoxide poisoning and the effects from it ditto rumores home that he was staying in and had come to Jerusalem for healing and I prayed who is him to be baptized in the Holy Ghost with speaking in tongues right in the lobby of the Diplomat Hotel and he went into ecstasy and all the dignified looking people in the main lobby of the hotel just watched in awe and wonder and silence as God performed both spiritual and physical healing right there in the lobby. Later while visiting the famous Hadassah Hospital in Jerusalem he was given the Grand Tour because he was a doctor of nuclear medicine and they needed one on the thier staff. They gave him a position and an office and he said that he both Menachem Bagin and Golda Meyer too the Lord in the dinners prayer and in his office. Now concerning the word of Prophecy that I believe I gave at the International Charismatic Convention at the Diplomat Hotel in West Jerusalem I found myself climbing of the Pyramid of Giza in in Egypt and it just seemed like a flash away from giving the again and I believe the prophetic word peace with and while things were still being debated in Israel and what I prophesied and or said was a defining moment in the spiritual leadership of the world as far as I was concerned and again it seemed like a flash in my memories Bank, that I found myself being one of the first Backpackers to enter Egypt after the peace agreement between Israel and Egypt, I found myself alone in Egypt with no tour guide no tourist bus, just me and my backpack walking around shortly after the peace agreement sometime later after leaving Israel and being on another Journey to the near East. I remember in Egypt sitting in a cafe and not a terrorist inside in Cairo, with a young Egyptian Egyptian watching a television screen in the semi Outdoor Cafe of President
Sadat speaking and how the look of admiration on his face that his President not only brokered a peace with Egypt Israel and but I was the living proof sitting next to him that his president was doing God's will and here I was a testimony of one of the earliest people to go backpacking into Egypt after the peace agreement with Israel and of where as it was very risky to be traveling in Egypt if you are an American especially during the time of hostilities between Egypt in Israel. A complete chapter or book will be written about my experience in Egypt for that would take a long time to share and will be shared later on in this book or a manuscript or memoirs or short stories my last Testaments or Will. So going back to my experience with the ultra-orthodox Hasidic Jews. I was standing one night near the only Christian bookstore in West Jerusalem, with the number of young Hassidic Jewish youth somewhat mocking I front of the bookstore and one of them said to me watch out turn around and I did and I saw the most Orthodox or ultra-orthodox looking Jew, that I had ever met with his great big beard and the full outfit from the Polish Mediaeval ghettos garb. I was surprised and somewhat shocked to turn around and see the symbol Ultra orthodox Rabbi looking Jew and my first thought was that I was going to be in trouble or have a conflict with this Rabbi looking gentleman. To my surprise he spoke in perfect English with a British accent and said that he was a fighter pilot in England during the war with Germany and was a very polite gentlemen and nothing like the Fearsome reputation that the ultra-orthodox Jews have of isolation and confrontation. The bottom line is that most everybody steers clear of the ultra-orthodox and don't take their pictures four they are in a world of their own and I respect them for that just like the Amish and Mennonites in Europe and America in their old world lifestyle and dress. This Rabbi looking gentleman did I met change my view of the ultra-orthodox Hasidic Jew. For he was kind gentle intelligent and not fanatical even though I was standing in front of a Christian bookstore that eventually was set on fire by Yeshiva students from New York. Another time an ultra-orthodox walks by a Christian bookstore at King David Street where I was standing in a friend of Canada when I told him Jesus load them he spit on the ground and we'll leave it at that. Eventually Arnold Butler the missionary who would walk around with a great big plastic shopping bag full of Messianic Christian literature and who would stuff mailboxes in apartment complexes for instance and had his wife and children with him in Israel was arrested for passing out literature at Israel's Most Holy spot the Western Wall which used to be called The Wailing Wall until the 67 War, when they took the old city from Jordan and the Temple Mount. He was taken to the same jail that terrorists were taken to and he wouldn't stop witnessing for the Lord Jesus Christ the Messiah and was denied a Bible and an Ambassador for England insisted that he be given a Bible or at least the New Testament and while there he met the lone surviving Japanese terrorist that arrived in Tel Aviv on a jet from Athens with his accomplishments and shut up the Tel Aviv Airport and set off a bomb and I could see the damage from the terrorist attack of which happened shortly before I arrived in Tel Aviv on one of my first Journeys there. The man graciously accepted a new testament I'm Arnold Butler and a Christian Japanese pilgrim that stayed in the same pilgrims hostel at Christ Church King David Street in The Old City I was so shocked and embarrassed of what his fellow countrymen did and miraculously the same man I met and who grieved so over what happened, became the translator for the terrorist to the Israeli government and one never knows why or when God has somebody in place to do an unexpected work helping change the course of history unbeknowingly and as the scriptures say written by the Apostle Paul that one should be instant in season and out of season. But God sometimes moves us around like chess pieces on the board and not knowing God's plan but he knows all things and puts all things together and in place, without interfering with the moral will of man. Eventually missionary Arnold Butler was deported and on another occasion when it is real I found him again and somehow he had snuck his way back into Israel and had his family in an apartment in near Bethlehem if I recall and how he got back into Israel after being deported is a mystery to me and I presume that he came in through Jordan or maybe even Lebanon and he was still doing his missionary work stuffing apartment house mailboxes what is Messianic Christian literature in West Jerusalem. Another strange and fascinating story from one of my times I was in the Jerusalem was that on the Mount of Olives a group of Jewish believers and a man named Steve Zapperstien of whoe's name I remember the best for his smile and love and devotion, in getting the word out about Jesus in the Western part of Jerusalem doing street ministry and evangelism and whole visiting the commune on the Mount of Olives in thier rented facility, I shared with them that I was a Pastor from California and was here to do the same work,the leader of the commune was a very intense an commited leader and grabbed me by the shoulders and moved me aside in an hallway distrespecyfully, because I didn't move fast enough put of his way and a few years later I found him working for our Church Fellowsip organist and co-owner of the Black Market import store the largest in Marin County, named Frank Worthen and he was shocked and speechless when we met again on the other side of the World and he was working for a Church member of ours and the lesson learned that if one disrespects someone on the other side of the World, that there is no escape from our consequences, be I ever so small without the wheels of justice turning and facing our smallest acts, without grievances or repentances it was so humiliating or humbling experience for my brother in Christ. For it's not a small world like I used to say, but we have a big God who watches over us and our every move. An experience I had with the Muslim Arab Palestinians of Interest was when I went to the Dome of the Rock the third most holy place for Islam on top of the Temple Mount area the first and most holy place for the Jewish faith. I went up to the entrance of the Dome of the Rock to go in when it was open to the non-muslim public back in the 70s, and they looked in my backpack the Palestinian police who guard the Temple mount. We're called and detain me in a substation that they had on the Temple mount of which religiously and technically is controlled by Jordan, spiritually speaking and religiously officially. After the door man at the Dome of the Rock, found a plastic bottle that had laundry detergent in it and a rag to keep it from falling out because I lost the lid and the doorkeeper of the mosque I thought that it might be a bomb and I was taken away to the substation. The captain of the Guard so to speak looked at the bottle and smelled it after I told him it was only low laundry detergent then let me go and I went into the Dome of the Rock, I have even been inside of the Dome of the Rock in the cave of The hollowed-out Rock and I learned later, many years later that there is another cave or cavity under the initial one. It was quite an experience to walk around inside of the Dome of the Rock and to go inside of it into the hollow cave, where are young Muslim youth, explain things to me.
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