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 […]
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.
There was real hope among many here that the three kidnapped teens were alive even after being missing more than two weeks. We’ve since learned that they were probably killed not long after they were picked up. Hope deferred does make a heart sick.
A very merry Christmas to all our readers — or happy Messiah’s Mass. No, Yeshua wasn’t born in December. Yes, the December 25 day was originally a pagan holiday. Still, let us make this day and every day holy by worshiping God, praising Him for becoming man to save man.