Israeli & Middle Eastern followers of Jesus unite to care for their hurting region

I had the privilege to photograph At the Crossroads for the third time. I’m still processing all the stories a  heard. My hope to share more of those later. For now, here’s the press release from the event. “In that day there will be a highway from Egypt to Assyria … Israel will be the third with Egypt and Assyria, a blessing in the midst of the earth, whom the Lord of hosts has blessed, […]

What do you say to a terror survivor or a hero?

Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep. – Romans 12:15 At Texas A&M University there is a tradition. Well, there are many traditions, but the one I am thinking of is called Muster. On April 21 every year, current and former students gather at the school and in cities around the world to remember those fellow Aggies who have died in the last year. A roll call of the dead is […]

Ripples of violence disrupt life in Jerusalem

I’ve been pondering for days what to write about last week’s events in  Jerusalem. Reporting a lot of detail is a waste of time. There are ample news sources doing a good job (and watchful groups calling out those doing a TERRIBLE job. CNN & MSNBC, I’m looking at you). Instead, I want to share some of the ripples I’ve seen and felt every time a stone is thrown in the water. Prayer is suddenly […]

Sandstorm ushering in High Holy Days

Tuesday morning Jerusalem — the whole of the Middle East — awoke to skies choked with sand. The sun was darkened and visibility was maybe a quarter of mile. After Wednesday when the air was hardly improved, we learned this storm may last through the weekend. We are in the last week of the Hebrew month of Elul. Tishrei and new Jewish New Year begin Sunday night with the Feast of Trumpets, which is the […]

Smoke rises from Wadi Joz in east Jerusalem. The author could not find a media report to explain the event.

What kind of city of this?

I love Jerusalem. As a friend reminds me, the city is sealed on my heart. I ache when I am not here. Still, sometimes, I marvel at its idiosyncrasies. That’s almost too mild a word. This place can be weird. It’s a city of conflict and coexistence. That’s just one paradox. Most of times, I can smile, shrug and say, “That’s Jerusalem.”  Not today.