The Real Old City
A week after our first visit to the Old City, we were headed back on a bus again to study the sites found in the Old Testament. On the ride there, our guide John spoke of his love for the city and enjoyment in seeing the hills and valleys over and over again. “I can’t believe it,” he said, “It’s like living in a dream that doesn’t stop.”
Jerusalem is an ancient city. But the oldest part of the
city is not actually within the walls of the modern-day “Old City”. Rather, the
original Jerusalem is in a place called the City of David, just south of the relatively
modern Turkish walls. This is where our group spent the day, exploring some of
the oldest, and most impressive archaeological sites of Jerusalem.
Before we descended to the South side of the Eastern Hill,
the location of the city of David, our guide took us to the top of a hill
called Bible Hill. This mound rose over Jerusalem on the Watershed Ridge. To
our east, we could see the Western Hill and the Mount of Olives beyond. But the
Eastern hill, what the Bible calls Mount Zion was hidden since it’s
significantly shorter than the Western Hill. Directly underneath us lay the
Hinnom Valley. To the south, a plane spread out, speckled with houses and tall
buildings. It leads to the Valley of Rephaim.
The hill we stood on wasn’t much to look at. Grass from the
winter rains covered its surface. Some rubble was piled up at the top in front
of a short wall with Hebrew and English graffiti sprayed on it. There were some
black pieces of wood where someone had made a fire. To me, it seemed like any
other hill.
Then our guide read Joshua 15 to us as we sat on the stones.
This passage sets out the land divisions for the tribe of Judah. Verse 8 says
that the northern border goes up to the valley of Hinnom and stops right before
Jerusalem. Then, “the border went up to the top of the mountain which is before
the valley of Hinnom to the west, which is at the end of the valley of Rephaim
towards the north.” This hill, said John, is the mountain mentioned in that
verse.
As he explained the geography, the ordinary piece of land suddenly changed. No longer was it just an empty hill, this land I stood on was the ancient border between Benjamin and Judah. This was the country Joshua divided up between the tribes of Israel thousands of years ago.
Bible hill doesn't seem like much today, but it lies on the ancient border of Judah and Benjamin |
As we walked East into the valley of Hinnom, we stopped by
some ancient tombs, excavated from the iron age. This is the place where the earliest
texts of scripture we have were found. The priestly blessing from Numbers 6 was
found on a tiny silver scroll. It dates from the 6th or 7th
century B.C.
The Hinnom valley is the place where Judean king Manasseh
burnt his sons, offering them to foreign gods (2 Chronicles 33). It was also
the place that Jeremiah prophesied would be called the valley of death when the
Babylonians came to attack it (Jeremiah 7:30-34). It was hard to imagine such a
lovely, green valley as a place of death and idolatry. I felt as if such
abominations should permanently cause the place to be desolate. But the grass
and trees still grew. It reminded me of God’s grace and steadfast love. As
Jesus said many years after the atrocities in the Hinnom valley, “He causes the
sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the
unrighteous” (Matthew 5:45).
The stepped stone structure |
Bottom of the stepped stone structure, including the house of Achiel |
Then we went underground. As we made our way down, we saw Warren’s
shaft, a deep sinkhole that Joab most likely climbed up to attack the city when
David wanted to take it from the Jebusites (2 Sam 5:6-10). We went lower still
and at last we entered Hezekiah’s tunnel. This is the channel he had carved to
divert water from the Gihon spring to a pool inside the city walls. We entered
near the Gihon spring and made our way through the thin passage single file, following
the flow of the water. At most, the water was about two feet deep. The tunnel
itself became rather short at times, so we had to crouch down to squeeze
through.
It was much longer than I anticipated. It probably took us
about twenty minutes to travel through. Near the end, we found a replica of the
Siloam inscription where it was found. This writing recorded the meeting of the
miners when they were hollowing out the cavern from both sides. At last, we
made it out and took in the sun and fresh air at the Byzantine pool.
There was much to see in the City of David, and a lot to
think about. I think of all the names represented by the places we saw: names
like Joshua, Jeremiah, Hezekiah, David. There were countless names we will
never know. Each stone was somehow hauled by workers to its spot. Each inch of the
tunnel was carved out by a worker. Each of these builders had a name but now
each one of them has died. Their work alone memorializes them.
When I think about how these sites and stories relate to the
Bible, I realize that it was God who was working through each of these people.
In the midst of their successes and failures, as they walked by faith and fell
into fear, He was using each one of them to accomplish his purpose and we can read
about how He did so. But Yahweh is not just a God of the ancients, to be
studied like the rocks of old buildings. He is actively working in the lives of
people here and now. The deeds He does are worth remembering.
Hezekia's tunnel travels deep under the city of David. Tourists can now walk through it. Make sure to bring shoes that can get wet. |
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