What did I ever do to become one of the thousand non-Muslims each year to enter Dome of the Rock and Al-Aqsa Mosque? What an undeserved honor.
There are certain moments I wish I could write “this page intentionally left blank.”
Though fear is easier to sow than peace, get your hands dirty and sow the seeds of peace.
I will never be able to get these images out of my mind – the exhausted faces, the soldiers behind darkened glass at the checkpoint or just right in your face with their machine gun hanging casually at their hip, the cries for help and compassion created out of paint and heartache. I don’t want to get these images out of my mind. We see you; we love you; we pray for you; we work for you.
Balagan is a useful Hebrew word that means “chaos.” If there’s any one-word description of this trip, it’s that. Horrible and beautiful chaos.
We’ve been warned: This trip will be beautiful, difficult, and confusing. Here’s to trying to enter each day without expectations, and instead with a sense of open-handed humility and faith (something that seeks trust rather than certainty).
Why I chose to wait until I got home to start publishing stories of my travels in Israel and the Occupied Palestinian Territories.