Within the grove of olive trees and grapes, Jesus first came to Jerusalem knowing his fate and being annoyed that his companions weren’t staying awake with him as he prayed on this rock now in a church. Jerusalem has an amazing blend of religions and images. 

Peaking over the wall between men and women I spotted a familiar face above. The man in front has one of the two attached boxes to help for more effective praying. Putting my prayer in the wall was a surprisingly satisfying feeling.