I avoided going to the Synagogue today, even though I yearned to be there taking part or just listening. I told the apostles to stay away too. There will be around three dozen of us heading south, and although that is way less than the thousands we had at Yom Kippur, it’s still too many to travel together if we use inns overnight. Peter suggested we split into three groups, and that the other two groups take tents and camp out en route. He’s been working up to our departure for some time and the tents and rations have already been prepared and packed.
Although I have felt agitated for the past few days I feel very calm tonight, as I always do when I’m fulfilling my destiny. I am looking forward to sharing my wife’s bed for what may be the last time in a while.