So I expected all kinds of things going on a trip to Israel, but the one thing I didn’t expect was an earthquake. But that’s what we got. Was it a holy earthquake? I don’t know. I do know it was a 5.2 on the rector scale, and that is 5.2 bigger than any earthquake I’ve ever experienced, since I’ve never been in one.
We were in a museum which features a boat that was discovered in the last few years, which dates back to Jesus’ time. After examining it we were standing out in the lobby talking when all of a sudden the floor was lurching. It was kind of like being in a boat on rough seas. One lady in the gift store ran out, another started screaming, someone else dove under a table. I didn’t know what to do, so I just stood there and tried not to fall down.
Pretty fun! What would have been really cool is if the quake caused the boat to fall apart, because then I could say I was the last one to see it. But then I might get blamed for wrecking the thing, and who wants that on their conscience….
featured on newchurches.com