Day 8 was a travel day from Jerusalem to our next home for a few days in Tiberias. On the way we hit up the Dead Sea for some salty floating action, organic mud baths and all. Next was a water baptism in the Jordan. Please excuse the occultish white robes, they made us wear them.

Jenny, the pretty one in the b&w photo has a killer testimony. The short, very short story goes that while studying for the Bar exam, yes the Bar exam, Jenny rented a beach house for the summer. Within that time, through sunsets and unrecognisable circumstances she could no longer deny that there was a God. On her journey, the Lord told her to wait to be baptised in the Jordan even when she had no potential plans to go to Israel. Well, well.

Be sad that you do not know Mango

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