What the World Seeks Most…

On a hill nine miles north of Jerusalem and directly behind the Israeli, Arab village, Abu Gosh, stands a Catholic church called, Our Lady the Ark of the Covenant Church. It was built on the hill of Kiriath Jearim, where Abinadad held the sacred Ark of the Covenant in his house during part of the reigns of King Saul and…

Strumming Away the Airport Blues…

Our plane from Cyprus to Israel was detained for over four hours. There were a lot of Israelis on the flight; and after about three hours, this young Israeli picked up the guitar and strummed and sang the song “Piano Man,” which I hadn’t heard in years… it was delightful. Actually, he sang and played several…

Bruised Reed

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.  

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…

Finding the Quiet Center

  I quell many thoughts competing for my attention as I sit in the temple. I have come to worship, not to mull over the mundane of life. The morning sun reflects pink and gold tones upon the white Jerusalem stone, as the rabbis remove the Scroll from the Ark, their prayer tassels sway as they bend and lift with tender…

Anti-Semitism in Europe

  “Conversation” by Yoram Raanan Anti-Semitism is growing in Europe. It has a new face. Now it is called “an exercise in freedom of speech.”  Take a peek here.

Kibbutz Orange Grove

I used to pick oranges on Kibbutz Einat, in Israel, in my early twenties. It was my most demanding physical job.  It makes me sweat and ache just thinking about it! I showed my pampered lifestyle and inexperience when I worked with the other volunteers who were mainly from Europe. I know I didn’t carry “my load.”…

Footsteps of a Journey

Just reflecting on this trilogy in poetry I wrote on the Sea of Galilee after a day visiting the ruins of Caesarea.  trilogy:  to a roman god   

Odyssey

David Holland, in his post yesterday at Blather. Wince. Repeat., discusses a column written by David Brooks in the New York Times, The Odyssey Years. Excellent post. Interesting topic. Brooks’ premise is that there are four stages in life: childhood, adolescence, adulthood, and old age. Shifts in American culture have added two more stages: odyssey and…

Jerusalem

Jesus’ heart swelled with compassion when he looked upon the city of Jerusalem. We have not been in a place to receive Internet. Visiting the Galilee area, Tiberias, Capernaum, Kursi, Meggido, and the Jordan River has kept us on the move. We arrived in Jerusalem early last evening. Right now, I am using Bevi’s computer;…