We had a lovely visit to Neot Kedumim, a Biblical nature preserve. The name means "Pleasant places of old" and it was built to help connect people to the plants, animals, and geography of the Bible. We had the opportunity to try herding sheep and goats around a corral, trying to move them from one circle to another even when they just wanted to hang out in the shade and eat leaves from low hanging trees.
We were in groups of 15 or so, and the successful groups worked together to surround the sheep, encourage them in the right direction, with those around the sides keeping the flanks from scattering.
Shepherds were well regarded in Old Testament times; consider Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses, and David. Shepherds had to be dependable, courageous in the face of predators, and steadfast through long months of solitude. They had to travel long miles to find the best places for their flocks to graze.
This exercise made us consider, first, the ways in which we all tend to resemble sheep, with a herd mentality, reluctant to move when settled, quick to halt progress when shade or tender greens beckon. Or goats, who seemed a little more clever but also tended to scatter rather than clump together.
The second application of this lesson was to contemplate different forms of leadership. Does a good shepherd walk in front of the sheep to show the way? Or walk behind the sheep to encourage the slowest and see who is straying from the path? Or rely on helpers like sheepdogs to send their watchcare out over a larger area? I think the Savior employed all of these kinds of leadership in different situations. Elder Gary S. Price said during our district conference in November that the reason the good shepherd knew one of his sheep was missing was not because he counted to 99 (it's no small task to count sheep), but because he knew his sheep.
We also drew water from a cistern deep underground. This gave a new understanding of Rebekah's efforts to draw water for 10 camels.
Our visit coincided with the season of Sukkot, or Tabernacles. (Sukkah is singular, Sukkot is plural.) Observant Jews eat and sometimes sleep outdoors in these temporary shelters, which must be built to specific standards to be kosher. There should be at least 2 1/2 walls, and the roof should be of "raw, unfinished, vegetable matter." Here is an example of a sukkah that wouldn't be considered kosher.
Later that day, we were invited to help our friend Ophir Yarden to build a sukkah in his backyard. This was both a treat for us and a big help to him. He had bought the sukkah frame secondhand, so there were some pieces that didn't completely fit. We used the wall of the house as one of the walls.
We all helped hold up the metal posts while the roof was put up.
Here is the "raw, unfinished, vegetable matter" for the roof: palm fronds cut from a tree in the back yard.
The final roof beams fit perfectly on the metal shutters on the house, which were the perfect height and thickness, a Sukkot miracle!
The Esplins helped Ophir's children to rinse the branches. If it were to rain, it wouldn't be good to have dust and insects fall down on the interior. Typically, the rains don't come until after Sukkot, and in fact, the Jews begin to pray for rain after Sukkot. This year it has rained a few times since Sukkot.
The walls were taking shape, now it was time to attach the walls with zip-ties.
The final product was cozy and made us proud to be a part of the construction.
We had a snack in the Sukkah. After we left, the family decorated it, added electric lights, and then ate in it for the coming week.
We had a week off from school for Sukkot. We had some art days to celebrate the fall break. Amanda's painting:
Emily's favorite animal: a shark!
Lisa joined in the fun as well.
My friend Chris Heiner joined us and shared her creation. Sorry I forgot to rotate it, but it's pretty even sideways...
It didn't take long for the paint to find its way onto hands, cheeks, and eventually all over!
Later that week, we picked olives with the students.
To answer a common question, yes, black and green olives grow on the same tree. Black olives are more ripe.
Our friends, the Bransons, lingered after church to bid farewell to the Lillies, who were leaving for Arizona. The girls played dress-up.
It's nice to have friends in the branch.