Had a great day. Can you see the Sea of Galilee in this picture? I took it from where we ate lunch (the village where Jesus proved His power over the supernatural, and a bunch of pigs lost their lives).

I'm too tired to write more about what we saw. More on that in days to come.

But I have to tell how it ended. After walking all day in some places where Jesus walked, I spent the evening with others from across the globe gathered to worship Him. People of various races and languages lifted their voices with vigor praising the Lord of the nations.

A brother from Darfur spoke of a little boy whose weeping, praying mother sent him to run away to another city where he might have a chance to survive, and that homeless kid living on the streets grew up to serve the Lord and devote his time to feeding children on the streets of Sudan. Want to know how this man knew the story? He was that boy.

Glory.