Page 104 - Attractive Deception - The False Hope of the Hebrew Roots Movement

We met a lot of very nice people and some rude greedy and stingy people. And in places I felt a strong
sense of the demonic. Several sites are controlled by Catholics. I usually did not feel spiritually well
in those.

In our hotel in Tel Aviv some things moved in our room, a suitcase flopped over on its own and a
folded towel unfolded on a table tossing my keys in the air. I prayed for any demons to leave and
nothing further happened. In Jerusalem, I think we stayed at the King David Hotel, but don't
remember for sure. We were having Sabbath dinner and suddenly glasses started to break all around
the dining room. Several servers dropped things. Glasses turned over on tables. I leaned over to my
wife so that she could pray with me and said something like "get out of here in Jesus name."
Immediately a great hush fell on the place.

Some things seemed silly beyond words, for instance on the Sabbath the elevators move on their own,
continually going, stopping at each floor, that is so that the guests don't have to push the button
which would be doing work on the Sabbath. Another annoying and silly thing is you can almost never
get milk in a restaurant, because if there is meat they don't allow milk because of the risk of violating
"don't cook a kid in its mothers milk..."

I was barred from a Catholic church because of short pants... It turned out that I had an interesting
experience by not going into the Catholic church there in Nazareth. There was an Arab in full Arab
white robe and head covering selling something while we queued to go in. As I (banished) remained
outside I watched and after the last person was inside, the Arab pulled off his robe and head covering
revealing a dark business suit and tie, put his robe away with his items that had been for sale and
went on his way.

As we visited the Old City, we came in thru the gate near the western wall and were given a few
minutes at the wall to pray, meditate, or look around. I went in to sense more than to pray, although
I probably prayed some, I knew that I was not to put any notes into the wall, but beyond that I was
listening for the leading of the Holy Spirit. I felt little response there, as if that place was not for me
at least prayer-wise. Later we were in one of the churches not too far away, there I felt a strong
presence of the Holy Spirit. We went on some tour underground along a route that follows the
Western Wall...

Next we went around and up the ramp to the temple mount. I might have gone inside the Dome of the
Rock, except that the Muslims required us to take our shoes off to go in. I will not take my shoes off
for Allah, so I stayed out with my wife and a portion of our group who also would not comply.

The Pool of Bethesda was completely dry and run down.

We went to the garden tomb which is overseen by British Christians. I found that place very pleasant
and peaceful. The staff were very kind. Then we went to a different place that the Catholics say is the
original tomb location, and they have built a church over it. I found it suspicious, and suspect that
they just wanted the glory of "owning" the tomb place even if they had to make it up.

Oh and the money changers that Jesus threw out of the temple...they moved to the airport.

Ok that is supposed to be a joke, but the money changers in the airport seem like crooks to me. There