Monday, February 11

Today is Meagan’s birthday, so she’s been on my mind all day (along with her beautiful mother and sisters). Megs turns 23 today.

Got up early again and had my devotional at Bloomfield Garden across the street from the hospice. Very pleasant place to meet with the Lord and look upon His city.

I found the location of the Christian Embassy on the map and walked to it. Beautiful building. Met with Chuck and his assistant, Kay. They were very nice and supportive, but were unable to offer the Embassy as a partner for Generations. There were a variety of reasons for this: they have just finished six years of doing The Covenant and want a break; there is no good forum which they could host us (the stage they use has no place for a pit orchestra); the scrutiny they would receive being associated with an overtly messianic musical would be detrimental to their tentative standing in Israel at this time. Chuck was willing to be a resource in any way possible, so I was grateful for that.

At this point, I felt the prophesy that Allan’s wife, Annie, had given me was being fulfilled. With the Pavilion looking like it would only handle us with difficulty, and my other only hope for a hosting body now dashed, it did indeed look as though the project was dead. But she said the Lord would come and raise the dead, just like He did with the widow’s son from Nain. I eagerly await the resurrection!

From the Embassy, I checked out the Jerusalem Theatre, which seats 950 and is the main venue in Jerusalem for theater. Dropped in on the booking agent to see if the dates were available and they were not. September was wide open, however.

I then started walking the long trek to King of Kings and ate a falafel on my way there for lunch. Was directed to the 14th floor – the prayer tower. Very impressive place. Special aura about it, for sure. Met with Wayne. He made investigative phone calls for me to David in Natanya and Michaela in Jaffa. David had extensive experience bringing a Biblical musical to Israel and so was very realistic in articulating the challenges I am facing. Michaela is an intercessor and she really blessed me just by saying, “God bless you, Daniel Perrin.” It has such honest weightiness to the words.

Wayne’s wife, Ann, then came in and joined us. She was honest, yet hopeful of coming and presenting Generations in the Pavilion. It just could work. Would be very “tucky” setup, but could be possible. She was willing to take seats out – whatever – to accomodate us.

I was pretty tired by this time (late afternoon), so I headed back to the hospice and arrived around 5:00 p.m. Fell asleep on the bed for an half hour, then decided to celebrate Meagan by buying a steak dinner. It’s hard to celebrate alone. Got back to the hospice, went to bed and was awakened by a phone call from Melinda. Wonderful!!! She had not received my email, so it was good to catch her up on everything. Went back to sleep and then called Meggie in the morning (which was the night of her birthday the previous day.)