Tag: Israel
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 square. ~bsw
Hope and the Almond Blossom
Yesterday as my husband and I drove through Jerusalem to a ministry planning meeting, we enjoyed the budding and blossoming almond trees dotted along the highways and scattered throughout the city. Every year I thrill when they come into color. These dainty flowers boost my faith. They represent a living sign planted within the earth…
Wishing you Mud and Spit
For weeks, the phrase “Here’s to mud in your eye,” kept flooding my mind. Weird, huh? Because it wouldn’t stop rolling up against my cranium, I finally stopped and looked up the meaning.
Oh, to be a Hermit…
… I always wanted to be one — in a modern sense, not the ancient idea — at least I don’t think so… Society today calls a hermit someone who just doesn’t want to be with people all the time — someone who draws strength from being alone and actually loses energy by being in…
In the Valley
A few days ago, my husband and walked through the Hinnom Valley to the Old City. It is down a steep hill and then up a steep hill, up, up, up to the Jaffa Gate. It was noon and very hot. About half way there, I regretted tagging along with him. I regretted leaving in…
Bonnie Saul Wilks 