The Dead Sea
|From Holy Land|
The Dead Sea reminded me more of an American tourist trap than anything else. I don't mean that in a negative sense. It was quite beautiful but was set up like a Florida resort.
The Dead Sea has so much salt content that you can float easily without any effort and the salt is also the reason for the name as nothing can live in such a salty environment. The shore and bottom of the Dead Sea, however, is a bunch of mud that presumes to have minerals with healing properties and will leave your skin soft and smooth.
So I slapped that mud all over my body. I felt like I'd gotten a full body facial once I'd rinsed it off, but I didn't feel healed.
In fact that night I had another episode of illness and had to call the on call doctor to the hotel. I missed a day of site-seeing the next day. Before I left for the trip I was worried that something like this would happen. With my health problems this year, there was a good possibility that I'd have a flare up.
But I couldn't let that stop me from having a good time. My doctor had cleared me and there was equal possibility that nothing could have happened. Of course I'm still mourning that day that I lost from my trip of a lifetime but I realize that I had so many wonderful experiences apart from that day.
There are always missed opportunities in our lives, but if we focus on what we missed we'll never cherish what we have. God gave me a great trip even if it was shorter than everyone else's. Be grateful for what you do have and make the most of those moments otherwise you'll be missing even more opportunities than before.
Until Everyone Hears,