Mural

BYU Students have painted murals at several local venues, including the Princess Basma Hospital for disabled children, but this past semester the administration wanted to have a mural on our own playground wall.  I was asked to help Amy Faust lead the committee of talented students such as Rachel Reese, Jamie Price, Ally Mocan, Kylie Jones, and others who sketched ideas for the 200 yard-long mural. 

Above, Emily, Sabrina, and Amanda enjoy climbing and sliding at the playground.

The final plan consisted of 4 arches framing 4 scenes: an olive tree and view of the city as seen from the Jerusalem Center, an underwater aquascape reminiscent of snorkeling in Eilat, an open air market similar to those found in the old city or the shuk, and Egypt. 

 I was assigned to work on the arches and the city silhouette.  This is the view from our balcony, so you can see that the imitation could never match up to the original:

Our excellent maintenance staff bought paints, brushes, and a huge roll of cardboard to protect the rubber surface of the playground.  This worked really well during the dry November weather, but not so great during the windy rainstorms of December.

The kids drew on the wall with pencil before the mural covered all their scribbles.  We fit in one painting session before the students went to Galilee, and everything went smoothly, excep that we ran out of the "Maple Pecan" paint for the arches.  Unfortunately, we couldn't get more immediately because it was after 3 pm on a Friday, and the paint stores were closed.  But it was good to make some progress.

 Heather Benefiel, me, Lisa, Aly Seifert, Lexi Goates, Amy Carsten, and Jocelynn Maughan lent a helping hand.  Only two shirts were ruined in the making of this photo.  Below is the beginning of the cityscape and the original arches. 

The next painting session was ten days later around Thanksgiving, however the new cans of "Maple Pecan" didn't match the previous one, so we ended up painting over the arches we had done before and redoing the "Herodian stone" edges.

Below, Jamie Price sketches her adorable fishy scene.  Jamie is studying medical illustration, but the others are majoring in fields other than art.  And all sacrificed study time (or city time, or sleep time) to work on this project.

Ally Mocan filled a last-minute vacancy with her wonderful Egypt landscape. 

More helpers fill in fine details: Megan, Amy Faust, Lisa Compton, Carrie, and Tashara Muhlestein. 

 Caitlin Clark helped straighten out our final arches.  The arches were described with a pencil taped to a jumprope.

McKell Jesperson, Rachel Reese, and Lisa work on the shuk scene.  My kids begged to help, and the older ones were graciously allowed to use the "grown-up paint."

Tahna Black and Ally Mocan progressed quickly on Egypt.  Great teamwork! 

B.J. "Jack Sparrow" Muhlestein helped paint around the light in the background.  

   

Cherysh Hubbard, Sabrina Muhlestein, Amanda, and Jamie Price bring the sea to life.

 The Judd and Muhlestein children added their handprints to the grass under the cityscape

.Progress continues on the Shuk and Egypt as well.

Some wet days slowed the project, but the accompanying clouds brought new beauty to the real cityscape.

 As the end of the semester drew near, the mural moved closer to completion.

Working around the clock, and determined to finish before they got on the plane, Justin Haslem, Austin Ko, Jamie Price, Cherysh Hubbard, and Amy Carsten finalized the mural just in time.  I wish I had a Zane-quality camera to show off the student's marvelous paintings!

So lifelike, you wish you could reach out and pick a pomegranate!

What would Egypt be without a cat?

It was hard to watch our first group of students leave. They will always hold a special place in our hearts, and I am so grateful I had this opportunity to work on an amazing project with them. Our kids and the future children of the BYU Jerusalem Center will enjoy their artwork for years to come.

Hanukah Fire

Last week I had a wonderful conversation with my friend Nino who works in the administrative office here.  She told me about celebrating Hanukah with her family and friends, and said it was good to think of the happy things.  She had been so worried about the fire up north near Haifa when it was still burning.  For a whole day, she said, she couldn't stop checking the news.  Millions of shekels of damage and nearly 4 dozen deaths were reportedly the result of a careless teenager and some hot coals.  Some houses and neighborhoods were taken, and others just nearby were spared. Nino even recognized a woman she new among those whose houses were lost.  But the next day, she decided to stop focusing on the bad news and spend more time thinking about the good.  The fire has since been contained. 

I asked Nino if it is hard during Hanukah, a celebration of a great miracles, to consider sad news where people really needed a miracle.  She said, "Some people think, we have too many sins, and that's why our brothers got the fire.  But it's all the way you think.  Not everyone thinks that way.   Look how we have breath every day.  That is a miracle.  Look at how the city is at peace, with nothing bad happening.  That is a miracle.  There are always miracles around us.  Every day is a miracle." 

Hanukah

What would a stay in Israel be without celebrating Hanukah?  We were invited to the home of Eran and Naama Hayet on the second night of Hanukah.  Eran is the Associate Director of the Jerusalem Center and lives in Modi'in, a 45 minute drive from Jerusalem.  Their daughters Noa, a videographer in the army, and Hadas, who is Lisa's age, graciously hosted 11 playmates.  Kent Jackson and Jeff Chadwick were experienced Hanukah guests, but this was our first time at a "real" family Hanukah celebration.

We arrived at 5:45 and walked up stairs past potted herbs to a warm, bright two-story house with a terraced yard.  The kids immediately found the swing hanging from a tubular steel sukkah and entertained themselves with a hammock, trampoline, and soccer ball while the grownups chatted.

After socializing, we gathered around a table and watched Hadas and Lisa light candles on a pair of Hanukiah as the family sang traditional songs of blessing.  Next came more songs, Sevivon about a spinning dreidel and Maoz Tsur or Rock of Ages (below).  

MAOZ TSUR
Click to hear song on YouTube

Ma'oz tsur yeshu'ati
Lecha na'eh lesha be'eh'yach
Tikon beit te-fi-la-ti
Ve sham toda neza'beh'eh'yach

Leh et tachin mat be-yach,
Mi tsar ham'na be-eh-eh-ehyach
Az egmor beshir mizmor
Chanukat hamizbe'eh'yach
(repeat last two lines)

Rock of Ages let our song
Praise thy saving power
Thou amidst the raging foes
Was our sheltering tower.

Furious, they assailed us,
But thine armour veiled us.
And thy word broke their sword
When our own strength failed us.
(repeat last two lines)

Then the Hanukah Menorahs were placed in the windowsill. The children got to paint wooden tops and pots made of clay. 

We all ate cauliflower, potato, and sweet potato latkes (click here for recipes). There was also yogurt and little smoothies (kinda like Danimals). For dessert we had donuts filled with jelly, chocolate, and halva. We hadn't seen any donuts here until Hanukah, and now they are everywhere!

 

Everyone enjoyed the evening and we were all sad to leave this fun family--tears were shed as the young ones bid adieu to Noa's Playmobil knights and castle. Hadas saved the day and ended the tears by handing out chocolate coins as we departed. 

Besides the wonderful social, cultural, and worshipful experience of Hanukah, the events commemorated at Hanukah played a pivotal role in the prelude to Christianity.  Had the Maccabees not revolted against Antiochus in the intertestamental period (2nd century B.C.), the Syrian ruler would have succeeded in obliterating every trace of Jewish culture and covenant, and, some1, including Jeff Chadwick, assert that there would have been no Jewish community in Nazareth nor Bethlehem into which the Savior could have been born.  The letters on the dreidel stand for "nes gadol haya sham," or, "A great miracle happened there."   The military victory and preservation of the Jewish people is a great historical miracle, and yet the holiday is named "Dedication" in honor of the spiritual miracle, the multiplication of oil to complete the rededication of the temple.  May the miracles all around us, great or small, remind us to rededicate ourselves to the best and the brightest lights we can!  Hag Sameach !

Galilee

This was only a quick trip, but so enjoyable it really refreshed those of us who weren't preparing for 7 field trips in 11 days.  Frank and the students had spent nearly a week in Galilee by the time we joined him, and lingered for 4 days after we returned home, but we drove up to join him for three days and 2 nights.  After school on Friday Nov 19th, we drove north through the Jordan Valley road, which twists and turns from one "dangerous curves" sign to the next.  The road dips down below sea level and follows the Jordan River from the Dead Sea to the Sea of Galilee, or Kinneret.  Megan pored over the map as we caravanned with Julianne Muhlestein and her kids.

All went well until we reached the checkpoint heading out of the West Bank.  Right during my standard "just act natural and don't insult guards with automatic weapons" speech, Emily threw up and her sisters started screaming.  I tried to be calm as I showed my passport, but there was so much commotion in the back of the van that I don't recall what I was asked or what I answered.  Mercifully we were waved on, then I pulled over and ran a quick triage on the problem.   Luckily, depending on how you look at it, Emily's favorite blanket contained most of the biohazardous material, and we arrived at Ein Gev ready for a buffet dinner and a comfortable room. 

We were located only meters from a sandy beach on the east side of the lake.  On the far side, we could see the lights of Tiberias, where the meetinghouse was located.  We woke up early Sabbath morning for our turn at the buffet, then boarded a bus for a 45-minute drive around the lake.  The meetinghouse is in a converted home, and the view is breathtaking.