
April 18, 2000. Today, we had a very unique experience. All the IBEX students piled onto the bus at 1pm and left for Mount Gerizim, near Shechem in Samaria. Our purpose was to observe the ancient custom of lamb sacrifice.
The Jews, of course, do not slaughter animals in this age, but the remaining Samaritans in the world (650 total) still perform this ritual once a year on Samaritan Passover. We were there to see it all.
We arrived at Mt. Gerizim around 3:30pm, and Shaban, the shopkeeper in Jerusalem we patronize, introduced us to the high priestly family and explained what was going to take place. Who knows where this guy gets his connections? IBEX has worked with him for some time, and he has consistently been our best “connection” in the city. Our tour of Solomon’s Stables, for example, would never have been possible without his arrangement.

We were basically on our own until the Passover ceremony began. I walked around for a bit, just kind of scoping the place out. Then, I walked into the large courtyard where the sacrifices would later be taking place. Even by 4-4:30pm, they were building fires in large pits with logs and olive branches (and a little kerosene in there, too).

Meanwhile, tied away in a shadowed corner was one lonely sheep with children playing nearby. It was totally unsuspecting to what lay ahead.

I left the courtyard for a short while, and when I returned, there were four guards posted at the entrance. I really had no desire to watch from the bleachers on the other side of the fence like most of the students, so I sneaked through a gate, around someone’s yard, and climbed up onto a roof where the view was much better and many camera crews were stationed. Becky and Geneva had also discovered this elevated position.

For the next two hours, I chatted with those around, ate dinner, read a little, and watched the crowd slowly gather. By 6:30pm, the courtyard was quite full, and a festive spirit filled the air. Shortly after, as dusk approached, the Samaritans in the courtyard began chanting louder and louder. All were dressed in pure white, and held sheep tightly nearby. Children also roamed freely about the plaza.

After maybe 20 minutes of chanting, singing, and praying, the long-awaited moment arrived. In unison, all the men took the sheep and slit their throats. Some writhed in their own blood for a few moments, but before long, it was all over.

The Samaritans began to rejoice. People exchanged kisses.

Blood was lifted up on boughs of hyssop and applied to foreheads.

After a short celebration, they began skinning and gutting the animals, and driving long stakes through their bodies to prepare them for the roast. The sacrifices were complete.

I was really grateful that just as they were about to kill the animals, I was able to slip down into the crowd of Samaritans, seeing and photographing the whole thing up close. Amazing! Benj, Will, and Jeff also made it down into the crowd.

My biggest impressions from the experience:
- The blood sacrifice is a vivid and shocking illustration of the consequences of sin. Surely, the Jews took sin more seriously than many of us! How thankful I am that Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God, brought a divine end to this painful, messy system of atonement.
- Children were right there alongside their parents the whole time, participating in the event. I can’t imagine what an impression this must have made on the kids. How would this affect their view of sin?
- Israeli Defense Force (IDF) troops were stationed all over the place, ensuring that a peaceable ceremony was maintained. As I saw them perched on the rooftops, I was reminded of the Roman guards who would have occupied the Anotnio Fortress in Jerusalem near the Temple Mount long ago, always peering down upon the Jews with a watchful eye.
“But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his wounds we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned—every one—to his own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.” (Isaiah 53:5–6)
25 years ago, I had the privilege of traveling to Israel for a semester through the Master’s College IBEX program. To celebrate the 25th anniversary, I’m sharing highlights from my journal, emails, and photos. Feel free to share your own IBEX memories here as well!
















