On the road to Damascus is where Paul found Christ. As you
drive into town from the airport today, in the 21st century, you realize that you could not be far from the location "nigh
unto Damascus" where Paul's blinding vision had turned persecutor to apostle.
Syria's bustling capital bulges far beyond the Roman walls
that ringed it in Paul's day in the first century A.D. These days, handsome apartments climb like steps up a mountainside.
But a great deal remains unchanged within the ruined walls of the city. The Roman highway, the Vicus Rectus, the
street called Straight, still bisects the city from east to west. Arabs call it Suq et Twil, the Long Bazaar, for
it's lined with shops selling brass-ware, Persian carpets, brocades, and inlaid furniture.
Along the street Paul was led, sightless, his mind throbbing
with "the glory of that light" (Acts 22:11). An underground chapel marks the site revered as the home of Ananias,
who restored Paul's sight and told him, "the God of our father has chosen you." As a hunted turncoat, Paul
had to escape his erstwhile friends: "And through a window in a basket was I let down by the wall" (11 Corinthians
11:33).