Ajourneytheapostlesbegan—andthatyouwillcontinue.

On these steps a crowd shouted “Great is Artemis of the Ephesians!” for two hours — while Paul stood just yards away (Acts 19).

Hot springs cooled along the road to Laodicea — and became the very picture of “neither cold nor hot” in Revelation 3.

On this hill once stood the Great Altar of Zeus — many readers see in it the “throne of Satan” named in the letter to Pergamum.

For centuries the first Christians hid beneath these valleys. At sunrise you see the very land that heard their prayers.

Under this dome the Word resounded for centuries — and the air, they say, still carries the echo of countless prayers.

The same waves you hear today were heard by old Polycarp — John’s disciple who walked his fiery road right here.

Among ruined banks and pharmacies the words still stand: “Buy from Me gold… and salve to anoint your eyes” (Rev. 3:18).

Local tradition says Peter and Andrew walked these very trails, carrying the Gospel into the heart of Asia Minor.

Tradition holds the Apostle Andrew sailed these waters to the Scythians — and from here the Word began its road into Slavic lands.

From here Paul and Barnabas set out on the first missionary journey (Acts 13). The very word “Christian” was born in this city.

The only one of the seven cities the Lord did not rebuke: “I have set before you an open door, and no one can shut it.”

Up to 20,000 believers sheltered here during persecution — with prayer halls, schools, and kitchens carved eight levels deep.

In this city the Nicene Creed took its final form — the same creed that still anchors Protestant faith today.

Home of the “seller of purple” in Acts 16 — the first person in Europe the Lord drew to Himself through Paul’s words.

Tradition tells that the Apostle John spent his last years here and was buried on the hill above the city — where his basilica still stands.