Bruised Reed Hollow face pressing desperate upon stones built by Herod. Grief lines penetrating fragile bones, tear stains etching cold outlines. Bruise reed, shivering upon the wall, cast your wound into the sea’s deepest part, salve in its forgiving depths. Justice slept in your seed and awoke to plane the unequal surface level.
Category: Travel
Two Silver Trumpets
In the Torah, detailed instructions about the blowing of two silver trumpets are given to Israel. Since the Diaspora and the rebirth of the nation of Israel, these silver trumpets have not been officially blown. In Israel today, Messianic believers and worshippers from all nations are beginning to incorporate the sound of the silver trumpets…
As I Drifted Off…
Last night, I slept in my own bed. I enjoyed slidding into the clean sheets and resting my head on the down pillow. There is just nothing like my own bed… Oh, the joy and contentment of being home. A cool breeze blew through the room from an open window. I could hear the waterfall from the Koi pond…
That Cry Will Never Leave Me…
We saw this beautiful Ethiopian Jewess at the clinic in Addis Ababa. I wonder if the Queen of Sheba was this pretty? On our last evening in Ethiopia, Wayne and I had a few hours before our flight. We took a taxi to the Hilton and grabbed a bite to eat in the gazebo…
haiku: princes of nations
lifted from ashes transformed darkness into light princes of nations
The Coffee Ceremony of Ethiopia
It’s a time for jollification. The coffee ceremony of Ethiopia is full of aromas and surprises. Our first experience was four years ago with the committee members of the Toward Jerusalem Council II. We were honored to be invited to the home of a Jewish woman from Addis Ababa. The first memory I have is…
haiku: engraved
engraved upon my palms, scars that say I will never forget you
I Am Broken
A sea of Ethiopians sit across from the tables. One by one they come to us, the several nurses that assess their medical needs and direct them to appropriate clinics. In between patients, my eyes scan the faces–the people who wait patiently, almost reverently for free medical help. They cannot afford to pay for…
haiku: ethiopia
ethiopian blind man sees what I don’t with his ears, hands, and heart faith and justice live side by side but faith will die if injustice reigns faith weathers the storm of injustice, knowing God will even the score
Last Day In Addis Ababa
He waited for hours to be seen for an earache. Weeping, pussy eyes… goiters… tumors… backaches… stomach aches… rashes… racing heartbeats… malnourishment… strange smells… toothless grins… grateful hugs… Today I joined the Jewish Voice medical team in Addis Ababa. I will never be the same. I became a part of the triage team of nurses who assessed…
Bonnie Saul Wilks 