How lovely are Your dwelling places, O LORD of hosts! My soul longed and even yearned for the courts of the LORD; My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God. The bird also has found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even Your altars, O LORD of hosts, My King and my God. How blessed are those who dwell in Your house! They are ever praising You.

Are you willing to be God's pilgrim and to launch out on the great journey of contemplating the fathomless, tasting the infinite, and delighting in God's incomprehensible love? If so, gather your materials, set aside a time, find a place, and draw near to your great God. As you embark on this magnificent pilgrimage of the heart, I would not have you simply watch a travelogue on the Holy Land. I desire that you touch for yourself the blades of grass on the Mount of Olives and watch the sun glisten on the Sea of Galilee. My prayer is that you will "taste and see that the Lord is good" (Psalm 34:8).