Perhaps the question I have been asked more times than any other since my return from the Holy Land runs along the lines of whether or not I felt safe while I was there with all the constant turmoil in the Middle East. The answer is a resounding “yes” – a thousand times over. Because tourism is one of the main industries in Israel, tour guides only make a living if there are tourists. As a result, they have developed a close network with military and local law enforcement to ensure the safety of their nation’s guests. As naturally as some of us check the weather daily to determine our wardrobes during the changing seasons, these tour guides are constantly monitoring the potential hotspots and making adjustments as necessary to the itineraries in order to avoid riotous outbreaks. This particular day was one such exercise in flexibility for us.
Our plans included leaving Golgotha and the Garden Tomb to make our way to the Mount of Olives and Gethsemane. As I mentioned in a previous post, we arrived in Israel during the time the Israelis were celebrating their Memorial Day and Day of Independence. However, not everyone in Israel celebrates this relatively newly found independence. Every year, depending on how it falls with the Arabic calendar, Nakba usually falls during this same week. Nakba is also known as the “Day of Rage” or the “Day of Catastrophe” for Muslims. For the Palestinians, it is an annual day of commemoration of the displacement that followed the Israeli Declaration of Independence in 1948. As a result of Nakba demonstrations on the Mount of Olives, riots broke out where we were planning to visit, so our itinerary was quickly changed. (As an aside, this is why we saw signs everywhere we went calling us to “pray for the peace of Jerusalem.”) Since we could not actually visit the Mount of Olives, our tour guide wanted to make sure we at least saw it, so she took us to a place called Mount Scopus.
Mount Scopus means to “look over”. It is a mountain overlooking the south side of Jerusalem and is connected to the Mount of Olives on the northern end. Mount Scopus has been a strategic location throughout history. This is the area where the Roman legions under Titus camped in 70 AD, the Crusaders in 1099, the British in 1917, and the Arabs in 1948 and 1967. Mount Scopus is also home to Hebrew University in Jerusalem. We drove up to the top, parked at a lookout point, and piled out of the lavender limo so we could take pictures of the Mount of Olives and Jerusalem.
We were then informed that there had been another major change to our travel itinerary. We were heading to Bethlehem! Although it is only 6 miles from Jerusalem, Bethlehem has been a Palestinian-held city since 1995, and as such, we were told we would not be able to go there on this trip. Because of the riots, special arrangements were made for us to enter Bethlehem (Palestine)—where, ironically, we were safer than on the Mount of Olives. Throughout our time in Israel up until this point, we had been on the same bus with the same tour guide. In order to make it across the Palestinian border, we had to leave our Hebrew bus behind and board an Arabic one, where we also had to leave behind our Jewish tour guide since it is illegal for Jews to enter Palestine.
As soon as we made it through the checkpoint, it was clear we were “not in Kansas anymore.” The Arabs do not take nearly the same amount of pride in maintaining the beauty of their streets or buildings as do the Israelis. Bethlehem was dirty and rundown. The streets we travelled seemed mostly abandoned.
We made our way down Manger Street to the Nissan brothers’ restaurant and stopped for a lunch of falafel and pitas before heading to our next destination point. This restaurant is a large, lavish, mostly empty banquet hall with a buffet line of Middle-Eastern fare.
After lunch, we stopped nearby at the Nissan brother’s olive wood factory where we were able to see firsthand behind the veil where the woodworkers work by hand to make many of the souvenirs we had seen throughout the country.

Hand-carved olive wood figurines in the Nissan Brothers' factory - Courtesy of Green Tree Photography
Up the stairs from the workshop is a storefront that houses finished works of beautiful olive wood figurines, nativity sets, mother of pearl jewelry, and blue pottery. One of my proudest purchases (and most favorite Christmas decorations) came from this store—an original faceless olive wood nativity set from Bethlehem.
Significance:
- Ruth & Boaz met and were married in Bethlehem (Ruth 1-4)
- Bethlehem is known to this day as “The City of David” after Ruth’s great grandson, King David (Ruth 4:22; 1 Samuel 17:12; Luke 2:4, 11)
- Great things were prophesied of Bethlehem in Micah 5:2: “But you, Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are small among the clans of Judah, out of you will come for me one who will be ruler over Israel, whose origins are from of old, from ancient times.”
Reflection:
In my humble opinion, Bethlehem is home to the two greatest love stories of all time. Ruth’s is also a story of best laid plans going awry. Ruth, a Moabite widow, pledges her devotion to her mother-in-law Naomi and commits to follow her (and her God) wherever she may go after the death of her husband. As a result, she ends up in Bethlehem with her sleeves rolled up, gleaning grain during the harvest in the wheat fields of Boaz—Bethlehem’s most eligible bachelor, and as Providence would have it, Ruth’s kinsman-redeemer. Ruth’s love and faithfulness to Naomi are so endearing that her reputation precedes her and Boaz can’t help but notice how special she is. As their story unfolds, the romance and the sovereignty of God drip from the pages of scripture. Boaz serves as an incredible picture of God’s redemptive work in our lives. The book of Ruth begins with three funerals and ends with a wedding and the birth of a baby, providing hope that somewhere in the ashes are embers that will give way to second chances.
It is through the lineage of Boaz and Ruth that God writes an even more powerful love story that starts in the heart of Bethlehem. Ruth gives birth to Obed, the father of Jesse, the father of King David—through whom eventually is born Jesus, the Messiah, in Bethlehem (the city of David). God’s own son—fully man and fully God—was born in Bethlehem to walk this earth and to seek and to save that which is lost; to serve as the redemption for our sins. He gave his life as a ransom for many so that our lives could be redeemed and he wrote with his very blood the greatest love story ever told: “Greater love has no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends” (John 15:13).











































































































