Elyon

God has been revealing Himself to me here in Jerusalem in some fun ways. Especially through names.  First I was greeted and escorted by Glory, then transported by Growing Glory and now we have the Most High God looking after our food.
The kitchen supervisor guy, whose name is Elyon!!! has taken a special liking to Anita and I and he is very attentive to our needs.

After treating us to the supper, the kindness has continued.
The other morning at breakfast he came and asked if wanted anything from the kitchen (other than the massive amounts of food that were available on the buffet table).  After asking for just a little one, two large omelettes were delivered and Anita doesn't even eat eggs.  So I wrapped them up and took them back to the room.  They were later heartily enjoyed by some friends that we are traveling with so the blessing of El Elyon is overflowing to others.

He asked if there was anything we wanted delivered to our rooms and before I knew it he personally was delivering fruit platters, water and juice bottles and just this very minute as I was typing he brought in another huge platter of something that looked like desserts, kissed my hand and my cheek and left the room.

Seriously.  It's blowing my mind.  The extravagance, the over and above, the attention to detail and the generosity.

This is my El Elyon.
He's looking after me.
Really really well.