The Danish priest and his wife had invited us over for dinner and "hygge" tonight, and it was nice to get inside a home with lots of books - many of them belonging to the church, but we were more than welcome to borrow them, so now "Son og Hamas" by Musab Hassan Yousef lies on my bed table - with a comfortable inside temperature, because their two girls shouldn't freeze, and get food in Danish style. It's a very musical family; the priest playing the guitar (also at services), his wife playing piano, and their oldest daughter (5) sang a Purim song in Hebrew for us - very cute, though she didn't know what it was about, she just knew the words.
The priest showed us a video about the conflict in Israel between Messianic Jews (who believes that Jesus in the Messiah, but they are NOT Christians) and the Ultra-orthodox Jews, who accuse the Messianic Jews for being undercover Christians, who want to carry out Hitler's mission to destroy all the Jews; because getting a Jew to convert to something else is like killing a Jewish soul. The video can be found here.
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Monday, 14 March 2011
Saturday, 12 March 2011
Danish service in the Old City
Today we went to the Lutheran Church of the Redeemer in the Old City to attend a service in Danish by the Danish priest living here. It was funny to be among Danes again, most from Jutland as I could hear on their dialects - Denmark is a small country, but we still have many dialects; no wonder Arabic has so many then!
The chapel with small alter, glass mosaic, and screen with texts and psalms.
The ceremony was held in a chapel, not the main church (which would have been way too big), complete with Danish Psalm books for everybody, an organist (though on piano), and communion. What was special compared to cermons held in Danmark was that everybody introduced themselves in the beginning, because so many different people come every time; the projector with texts and psalm numbers; and the priest played guitar for some of the English prayer-songs. I didn't get a picture of him, but imagine a priest in white robes with a purple "scarf" with Jerusalem crosses on it, with a good ol' guitar.
The tower of the church as seen from the court yard - a very calm place,
when there's not a flock of children running around after candy.
Afterwards there was coffee/tea and biscuits out in the hall, and I got to talk with a nun, who has lived in Jerusalem for 45 years, knows Hebrew, both modern and Biblical, Arabic, Ethiopian, Aramaeic, besides Danish and English, and probably some more I didn't catch. Apparently she makes icons and sell them, teach languages, and right now work for the University in Copenhagen on editing a dictionary for Ethiopian (which is called something else). A very interesting lady indeed! I forgot her name, but will post it later when I get it.
The chapel with small alter, glass mosaic, and screen with texts and psalms.The ceremony was held in a chapel, not the main church (which would have been way too big), complete with Danish Psalm books for everybody, an organist (though on piano), and communion. What was special compared to cermons held in Danmark was that everybody introduced themselves in the beginning, because so many different people come every time; the projector with texts and psalm numbers; and the priest played guitar for some of the English prayer-songs. I didn't get a picture of him, but imagine a priest in white robes with a purple "scarf" with Jerusalem crosses on it, with a good ol' guitar.
The tower of the church as seen from the court yard - a very calm place,when there's not a flock of children running around after candy.
Afterwards there was coffee/tea and biscuits out in the hall, and I got to talk with a nun, who has lived in Jerusalem for 45 years, knows Hebrew, both modern and Biblical, Arabic, Ethiopian, Aramaeic, besides Danish and English, and probably some more I didn't catch. Apparently she makes icons and sell them, teach languages, and right now work for the University in Copenhagen on editing a dictionary for Ethiopian (which is called something else). A very interesting lady indeed! I forgot her name, but will post it later when I get it.
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