Friday, March 4, 2011

A Land of the Holy

I returned last Friday from a ten day trip to the Holy Land. As I saw so many ancient 1st century artifacts, I also saw barbed wire atop walls separating and isolating nation by nation. The city of Bethlehem which is in the West Bank was isolated by a wall separating it from the rest of Jerusalem. It was difficult to see Christ between the wall, barbed wire and land mines signs.

Muslin, Hebrew, Christian all inhabited the smallest of geographic areas.

On our last day, we visited the Holocaust museum in Jerusalem. Mounds of shoes left before people went to their death. People who were slowly and methodically isolated and inhibited from their day to day activities. The horrific sights and sounds of people telling their story. The woman who cried as she echoed the horrors of those days.

All the while it made me think about what I was seeing in Israel. People intentionally being separated from economic and social opportunities. Have the people of Israel forgotten all they endured not too long ago?

A small country with so much going for it. A beautiful land, a fertile land for thousands of years. Religion seeming to go side by side with the land, the people and the story.

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