It's Spring, right?

I just learned the Arabic word for Spring yesterday: ربيع (rah beeya).


Slightly ironic since the weather lately has been less than "Springy" (it hailed on Tuesday). Nonetheless, it's starting to feel more and more like the warmer weather is coming about, and you know what that means! BABY ANIMALS!

I haven't really seen that many baby animals, yet, but I did catch a glimpse of new life today. My host brother knocked on my door and asked me if I wanted to see something. Somehow I instinctively knew what he was going to show me...KITTENS!

Ok, ok. Those of you who know me well know that I'm not exactly a cat person (ask me to tell you about my saving Barnaby/Eleanor story sometime, though). Don't get me wrong, I love animals and think they are a wonderful, blessed part of Creation...but I just don't trust cats. I think a far more realistic film than "Rise of the Planet of the Apes" would be "Rise of the Planet Ruled by Cats". Yet, until they come to the age of understanding, baby cats are adorable. Who wouldn't want to cuddle one...unless you're allergic.

Anywho, here are some pictures from around the house of the family pets. I'm not sure you can consider the rabbits "pets", but I don't know that they are food either (I've never been around when there has been rabbit for lunch/dinner). If that thought bothers you, just pretend they are Easter rabbits that lay colored eggs. That's what I do ;)

Are those new leaf buds I see?! Looking in you can just barely see the little fuzzy ball that is the white kitten.

I don't want to name the kittens and get too attached, but this one may be called "Flopsy". There are three, you can guess the other two's names.

Bella, who has her winter coat making her about double her normal size.  She's pretty adorable, and my favorite part is that she doesn't bark incessantly at 2am like some of the other local pooches!

Easter bunnies! No, really. (Ohhhh...bad pun.) As I was checking out the kittens, Grandpa came out to feed the rabbits fresh lettuce. They were hoppy. (Never-ending puns!)

Shades of Gray

I have been thinking a lot about the burden of knowledge, lately. I think this quote sums up where I am at the moment:

“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” – Mark Jenkins

America?

Today, as I was leaving the school, one of the first graders I often help in class came up to me, very excited:

"Miss Courtney, Miss Courtney!"

"Marhaba, shu?" (Hello, what?)

"America?!"

"Uh...ah...ana min America...min New Yo---" (Uh, yes, I'm from America...from New Yo--)

The boy then proceeded to talk about 500 words per minute, something which I'm sure had to do with the fact that I am from America. Don't have the slightest clue what it was, but I'm really excited that he was so excited about something that had to do with me.


One of the moments in which I realize, daily, how blessed I am to be here in Palestine  :)

"But we're not talking about that..."

This morning on the way to school, one of the teachers was telling us about her weekend. She had gone to visit Jerusalem--this is a big deal.

For Palestinian's to visit Jerusalem, even East Jerusalem, which is technically West Bank territory, they need a permit. Most are only able to get day short-term permits, which means that every time they want to go into Jerusalem they need permission from the Israeli government. Sometimes my friends are lucky and get permission, sometimes they are not; no matter what, a drive only 20 minutes away (I could easily walk across the border from my usual stomping grounds in Bethlehem). So, I was excited for this teacher was able to go to Jerusalem, it's a big deal.

She had gone with a friend who wanted to try and find her old house. Twenty years ago they had been moved out by the Israeli government, like many other Palestinians made refugees in their own country. When the two women went back to this area to find out where the house was now, they couldn't find it.

Imagine that: you are moved out of your home, perhaps where your family has lived for longer than family memory, and you can't recognize your home when you finally go back to visit it. I could tell you the house I lived in before my family moved to New York and we lived there less than 10 years, and I was only alive for three of them. How much more important, then, would it be to have the ability to go back and visit, or even recognize, your ancestral home?

One of the laides got into a discussion with a store owner over this fact. The fact that Palestinians had been driven out of their homes, sometimes promised the ability to return. They left their homes and most, if not all, of their possessions. They still hold refugee cards, and bear the scars that such upheaval causes economically and emotionally.  The laides in the market area


The store owner argued his point: "[The State of Israel is] better than other Arab countries. It is a democracy."

The Palestinian lady responded, "We're not talking about that. These houses were stolen."


The poignancy of that statement really hit me because of how true it is. How often do we complicate things by bringing in other aspects that we aren't actually talking about? Debates and conversations snowball and we end up talking about a million other things but the issue at hand. I'm not saying that these issues aren't complex, but that we can't just throw everything in a pot and expect to come out with a neat, solid block.


Someone recently was telling me a story about this restaurant that had a competition, and if you solved the puzzle you would get a free pizza or something. The challenge was to unravel a giant ball of knots, like the messiest snarl you've ever seen, without cutting the string, of course. People would attempt to untie the knot, but no one could get it. They would try to pull a string out, but it would tighten other areas, making it harder and harder to get the knots out.

Years passed and no one could win the challenge, people had long since decided it was impossible. No one even wanted to try anymore. Then, a younger child came in and decided to have go. The people in the restaurant didn't even bother to look on, they knew how it would end...with a ball of knots even stronger than before.

Then the child began. She worked on one area for about a minute, loosening the string...and then she moved to another area of the ball, loosening the string. Again, after a minute or so, she moved on. She went to another section of the ball, worked on it, loosened some strings, and moved on. Over and over this happened, but no one bothered to watch. In fact, it didn't look like it was helping because the ball of knots was getting bigger! With each string loosened, the ball expanded.

And yet, the child kept on, working with each section, and then moving to another small section. Until she finished with a pile of untangled string around her.

Therein lies my point.

So often we add to the noise, making the issue at hand about much more than it really is. Palestinian's having been moved from their homes in what is now the State of Israel and their now being refugees is a complex issue and we can't take away from that. We can't ignore all of the factors that play into the current status quo here in the State of Israel and Palestine...but sometimes we have to act like the child unraveling the ball of knots and work at one part at a time. Of course we need to keep the bigger picture in mind, but we can't always use the bigger picture to solve one section.

Palestinian's were forced to leave from their homes, often with the promise that they would be allowed to move. The State of Israel being a democracy or better than the governments of other countries in the region has very little to do with the initial argument, and is up for debate as it is. We can't ignore the human rights violations and problems that have arisen at the hands of the Israeli government just because we think they do some things right.

It'd be like saying, when we are talking about people in the United States who are killed (physically and emotionally) because of their religion, ethnicity, sexual orientation, or gender, "Our Constitution allows us to be one of the freest countries in the world. We are much better than some of those other countries. Our people live in relative safety." We're not talking about that...

So let's live in paradox, shall we? Let's acknowledge that issues such as the unequal access to water, economic disparity, freedom of movement and unequal governmental representation are all connected and, in fact, evidence of much deeper-seated problems of racism, religious intolerance, economic injustice, and gender inequality. But we can't pull it all in together and expect it to be solved in an instant; it needs to be worked on over time, unraveling the small knots to realize the places where they are connected with the larger picture.

Happy Mother's Day!

It's Mother's Day over here in Palestine and there have been a lot of celebrations at the Evangelical Lutheran School in Beit Sahour. Students have handed out flowers to their teachers and the kinder-garten all dressed up in "Halloween" costumes, performing songs, dances, and poems for their mothers.

The highlight of my day, though, has been watching one of our teachers with a tiny squirt gun. He was poised at the window looking into the kinder-garten quad, carefully hidden behind the trees that grow in front of the windows. Then, with expert precision, he managed to squirt some of the older students helping the kids with crafts. The looks on their faces as they tried to figure out where the water was coming from was hilarious (my favorite being when one girl kept looking up at the sky, and then at the tree closest to her)! Then the teacher turned his attention on the other YAGM I work with, Alma. I giggled like crazy! I was amazed at how well the teacher was able to get the girls on their heads and arms. Methinks this squirt gun is not a new toy :)

Happy Mother's Day to all those who mother us, both biologically and emotionally.

My mom and me :) Love ya!

Intellectual Empathy

John Fea, one of my former history professors, recently blogged about the concept of "intellectual empathy" and I would like to share some thoughts that he passed along from Michael Jinkins, president of  Louisville Presbyterian Theological Seminary. I recommend reading Dr. Fea's original post here; additionally, you can see the entirety of Michael Jinkins' post here. [As an aside, Dr. Fea mentions that he is working on a book manuscript entitled, "The Power to Transform: Reflections on the Study of the Past," which is based, in part, around the idea of intellectual empathy. I haven't read any parts of it, but I can assume it will be a good read with important thoughts for those who seek to voice their opinions and especially those interested in history, both professionally and personally. The following (in italics) are parts of Jinkins' post as collected by Fea:

Isaiah Berlin argued that genuine intellectual empathy requires creativity and commitment -- a commitment and a willingness to imagine others’ ideas from within, even if you disagree. 

This capacity for intellectual empathy is essential to those who wish to live generously and with integrity in a pluralistic society. Perhaps it is even more essential today than in times past, given the social and cultural forces that presently foster division and encourage peremptory dismissal of opposing views -- not to mention our enhanced capacities to destroy one another.

Practicing intellectual empathy is a kind of spiritual discipline, because it necessitates that we put aside our belief that the lens through which we view the world is the only right one (see Rom 12:3). In intellectual empathy we do not sacrifice critical thinking, but before we move to offer critique, we first hear others thoughtfully and try to imagine what it would be like to share their convictions.

He adds:

In some sense becoming educated -- and this is certainly true of becoming theologically educated -- is a matter of taking our own place in the vast, centuries-spanning conversation about what it means to be human. It is a conversation that began long before we entered the room and will continue long after we have exited.

How might the debates that polarize our churches and our society today be different if students were practiced in such intellectual empathy?

I can be fairly idealistic when it comes to having hope for the future, but I think that optimism is not  completely unreasonable. I believe that through the power of the Spirit, humanity is capable of great things. Jesus called twelve regular people to be his apostles, and commissioned all of us, in our imperfections, to carry out his message of love, compassion, and justice-seeking.

So, think of the possibilities if we practiced intellectual empathy. I say this as someone who tries, but often fails. Imagine the massive positive change that would happen in society and in our churches (and, as a result, the positive change our churches could do in society) if intellectual empathy were practiced even more.

From my personal experience here and back in the States, using intellectual empathy allows us to listen and understand where another person is coming from. This doesn't mean that we all agree at the end of the day, but we can see the issue from another's perspective. Once you see from behind another person's eyes, it's difficult to ignore their voice and hate on them. I think intellectual empathy has much to offer the peace process around the world, and especially in regards to the conflicts between Palestine and the State of Israel. Also, what would our political debates look like if our candidates in BOTH parties (especially, though, when different parties come together to talk in our major branches of government) used intellectual empathy. My guess is that, over the course of a few decades, it would lead to a dramatic decrease in frustration with the way our government operates and a significant increase in the amount of participation. Because when people start listening to others with intellectual empathy, we are less afraid to share our voice.

"I Will Follow" by Chris Tomlin

Where you go, I'll go

Where you stay, I'll stay

When you move, I'll move

I will follow you

Who you love, I'll love

How you serve, I'll serve

If this life I lose, I will follow you

I will follow you

-"I Will Follow" by Chris Tomlin

During the worship time the other day at the Christ at the Checkpoint conference we sang this song and the lyrics really resonated with me. I think one of the most powerful things is how music can be such a heartfelt prayer. For me, singing allows me to better express my prayers.

 

Hearing the Gospel

This evening could likely be one in which I look back many, many years from now and point to as a pivotal moment in my life. I'm not sure where to start, and I am nervous that my words won't do this experience justice.

I guess you could say it was sublime.

This week is the Christ at the Checkpoint  conference in Bethlehem, orchestrated by Bethlehem Bible College. I had signed up to attend Tuesday and Thursday afternoons, so today, after school I headed over to the Intercontinental Hotel where the conference was taking place. I was there for the whole afternoon session and the speakers were interesting; it was neat to have some academic religious perspectives on the issue of the Occupation and the Palestinian-Israeli Conflict. Of course, I've heard many stories about these issues over the past few months (six to be exact, where does time fly), and these stories are *so important*  in helping others to understand what life in Palestine is like (the good and the bad), but there is definitely part of my mind that really soaks up the more theoretical, big picture theological, and abstract. It's nice to touch the sides of the box that is holding all of these stories and experiences.

After a couple speakers, with whom I agreed and disagreed on some points, I had a delicious dinner with my friend Meredith, who works at the Bible College. I was hoping for seasoned rice (I'll need a whole other post to tell you about how I have discovered the joy of rice) and labneh (like Greek yogurt), and I was not disappointed. Then we returned (Meredith was actually working during most of the event) and I got a seat in the second row for worship and the final speaker. Those of you know have met me in person would understand how a second row seat is more than nice...it's a matter of seeing over everyone who is not 5'2"! So, I sat down in my seat, quite proud that I had scored a seat in which I could see! There was a really great time of worship; four contemporary songs with two guitars and a Palestinian drum accompaniment. It was just what my soul needed for worship. I'm a huge fan of contemporary worship music (a concept which doesn't always come naturally at times because of the church style I have grown up in, which I also appreciate and love). While I was worshipping I kept thinking how I'd love to combine this with the Lutheran service. How can we do that? That, too, is a thought for another post.

Then Shane Claiborne got up to speak.

I've heard Shane Claiborne speak before- when he was at Messiah College, and spoke during one of our biweekly chapel services- but I couldn't tell you what he spoke about. In fact, I only really remembered that he was part of a movement of Christians that lived together in intentional community in Philadelphia. I knew that he was a big deal in a lot of Christian circles, particularly more evangelical ones that some of my college friends and classmates ascribe to (note: If you're getting a bad image when I say the word "evangelical"--I admit I do when the word is used at times--, you're thinking of it a little differently than how I'm intending it. Yet another topic for another post!), but I am not familiar with his writings or much of his theology. But I thought, what the hey! I'm in the Middle East and someone from around where I live in the States is speaking- how can I not go?!

Let me tell you, I was blow away by what my brother in Christ had to say. For the sake of length and so that I can get to bed at a reasonable hour, I'm going to list the points I took away from his speech, which was entitled "Barriers that Divide". I came into the talk thinking he may touch on the physical barriers, seeing as this event was taking place only a few yards from the Separation Barrier between the State of Israel and the West Bank. I learned so much, and the stuff I had heard before or agreed with I heard with new ears. The Spirit was running circles around this room, it was amazing! (Disclaimer: don't be surprised if I use some of these ideas/stories/images in sermons in the future!) Again, the following are all ideas and stories presented by Shane Claiborne, if I put in any of my own thoughts I'll note it as such:

-How good are we at excluding and building walls? Shane gave the following story as an example: One Sunday a homeless man went to a church carrying a giant pack with him- filled with his few belongings- and covered in his dirty, ragged, and slightly smelly clothes.. He sat down in the first row of the church as people in their Sunday finest began to fill in for the morning service. Upon seeing the homeless man, the pastor approached him and spoke to the man: "During the next few days I have some homework for you: I want you to go and pray to God. Ask God what you should wear to our church." The next Sunday the homeless man appeared again. He sat down in the front pew, wearing his same dirty, ragged, and slightly smelly clothes, with his giant pack beside him. Again, the pastor walked back up to the man, asking, "Did you do what I asked you to do?" "I did," the homeless man replied. "I asked God what I should wear and he said he didn't know- he's never been to your church!"

-Jesus didn't just come to say how bad this kingdom is, but that a new kingdom could come.

-The Christian church has had a tendency to talk about how promise is life after death, but there are so many people around the world who are wondering if life will come before death.

-The parable told by Jesus in Luke 16 where there is a rich man and Lazarus. Lazarus lies outside the rich man's gates and the dogs lick his sores. When they die, Lazarus goes to heaven at the side of Abraham and the rich man is suffering for eternity. The rich man, who we realize is a religious man (he knows the names of the prophets, he knows to call to Abraham), asks Lazarus for help, but Abraham says "It ain't gonna happen, bro." During his earthly life it wasn't just Lazarus who suffered from the Law (without grace, I may add), but the rich man as well. Lazarus was pushed out and blocked by a wall, and the rich man was sealed in, blocked by this wall he helped to build.

-Another cool point made was that in the parable mentioned above, Lazarus is the only person in the parables of Jesus to be named. This poor, suffering man has a name, and is distinguished. Shane Claiborne said, "If we really know the poor, we know their name. If we know their name, then we have a responsibility to those names."

-The Gospel should comfort the disturbed, and disturb the comforted. We should have the kind of love that keeps us up at night knowing another person is in pain. My note: This made me come to the idea that part of our vow as Christians should be to accept this discomfort. Personally, I think I try to get rid of some of this pain; it can be too much, overwhelming. But if we keep it, it will help us to work towards justice, to not become apathetic. I've always justified it saying that you can't worry about everything at once, which is true. However, we need to be worried about something all the time; we cannot simply justify apathy for the sake of not wanting to feel guilty.

-Shane talked a lot about his time in Iraq visiting with one village in particular. After being treated beyond hospitably, the group Shane was travelling with asked what they could give the village. The villagers didn't want anything, just that they would accept their hospitality and share their story. Instead,  a pastor in this village said that they would be praying for the Americans, "praying for them to remember who they are." WOW. Who are we? In my last blog post I talked about the temptation for us to seek success in the eyes of the world at the cost of our integrity causing us to lose sight of who we are called to be.

-"All of our doctrines and ideas have to get really fleshed out in love and compassion."

-Shane again mentioned the village in Iraq he visited around 2001, and then again, seven years later. When he returned (and managed to get through a strong line of military personelle on the border) the village was very excited to see them, both because they had returned, but also because they were the first visitors in seven years to visit without a gun. Imagine that: you're a child and you grow up with the only visitors being those who carry weapons. Through this meeting many ideas came to blossom: this specific town became a sister town with a location in the States. When people come together, ideas can flourish.

-A doctor in Iraq, holding a girl who had shrapnel in her small body, said, "This violence is from a world that has lost its imagination." Shane added, "These walls are from a world that has lost its imagination."

-Sometimes we have a tendency to avoid dialogue (or maybe visiting certain places) because "nothing good can come from there". Yet, they said this about Jesus: "Nothing good can come from Galilee." So then, let us think twice before saying that no good can come from something, or a people from somewhere. "No good can come from Gaza." Our God is bigger than that.

-"If we believe a terrorist is beyond redemption then we should rip out  half of the New Testament." Saul from Tarsus (aka: Apostle Paul) was a huge persecutor of Christians- killing, torturing...and yet, look at all he did for Christ. [Personal note: I think this is a tough quote to take in, especially for Americans during this time in our history. However, I think Shane has a point, not only on a specific example, but with the larger implication that we can't make the assumption of whether or not someone is valuable. Again, God is bigger than that and continually shows us how the unredeemable are redeemed.]

-We act like we have it together, but people think Christianity is a scam and that we're all hypocrites. But if we own up to this from the get go and are honest we can share that we don't have it all together.

-"Good things happen to those who wait, and sometimes good things happen to those who get up and go out." We will sit and ask, "God, where are you?" and God is asking, "Where are you!?"


Those are some of what was talking about during Shane's talk tonight. It was beyond amazing and really left me realizing my own apathy as well as setting my heart on fire to work towards justice and the restoration of the Kingdom (and not simply out of guilt). I hope that you may have found a nugget or two of truth and light in some of the points I outlined. I bought a copy of the talk on DVD and will definitely be having times when  I get back to Gettysburg when people can visit me to watch the DVD and discuss some of the points. If anyone wants to borrow it at that point, I'll certainly lend it out. This evening has had such an impact on me and my view of justice and the work needed for that justice, that I want to share it with as many people as possible!

Hamdulillah (Praise to God) for the Holy Spirit working through Shane Claiborne tonight!

Let us pray that we can remember who we are. Followers of Christ. Not perfect, but striving toward restoring the Kingdom. These are all verbs. We are not defined by what we believe, but rather what we do because of what we believe. Because what we believe is all about the call to action.

Lenten Devotions: Our Temptations [Week 1, Part 2 (of 2)]

Part of my Lenten discipline this year is going through The Thoughtful Christian (TTC)“Pausing on the Road to Jerusalem” Bible study and, as part of that, sharing my thoughts with you all based on the Scripture for the week and the study itself. A lot of this is just personal reflection, but I hope that maybe you can gain a little insight into your own faith and how these themes and ideas may apply to you, the larger community, the Christian church, and the world today. Here is Week 1, Part 2 (of 2). Click here to read Week 1, Part 1.

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This week’s study is based on the Luke 4:1-13

1Jesus, full of the Holy Spirit, returned from the Jordan and was led by the Spirit in the wilderness, 2where for forty days he was tempted by the devil. He ate nothing at all during those days, and when they were over, he was famished. 3The devil said to him, “If you are the Son of God, command this stone to become a loaf of bread.” 4Jesus answered him, “It is written, ‘One does not live by bread alone.’” 5Then the devil led him up and showed him in an instant all the kingdoms of the world.6And the devil said to him, “To you I will give their glory and all this authority; for it has been given over to me, and I give it to anyone I please. 7If you, then, will worship me, it will all be yours.” 8Jesus answered him, “It is written, ‘Worship the Lord your God, and serve only him.’” 9Then the devil took him to Jerusalem, and placed him on the pinnacle of the temple, saying to him, “If you are the Son of God, throw yourself down from here, 10for it is written, ‘He will command his angels concerning you, to protect you,’ 11and ‘On their hands they will bear you up, so that you will not dash your foot against a stone.’” 12Jesus answered him, “It is said, ‘Do not put the Lord your God to the test.’”13When the devil had finished every test, he departed from him until an opportune time.

“The Opportune Time”

Our passage ends with Jesus having not fallen to the satan’s temptations...but the devil waits for “the opportune time”. What?! You mean it keeps going?

As the study says, we read later in Luke that “the opportune time” is the final temptation: when Jesus is in the Garden of Gethsemene and he has the opportunity to avoid the cross. Here are my questions, though:

-Did Jesus know another temptation was coming? If he knew exactly what the temptation would be, he would actually be tempted with it his entire life. Would that be worse than just having it happen?

-Was Jesus life filled with more temptations beside what we read about? My guess is yes, since he’s human. Plus, if we think of Jesus as “sinless” we have to admit that there must have been the opportunity for Jesus to sin if he had chosen to, right? What accomplishment would it be for Jesus to be perfect, but not actually have had to struggle with it? For me, the importance of the Incarnation seems to be that God experienced humanity, in its joy and sorrow.

The TTC study mentions a Martin Scorsese film based on a book by Nikos Kazantzakis, “The Last Temptation of Christ” in which Jesus’ last temptation is not simply the choice to avoid the cross or not, but to completely forget it all, maybe get married and have a family. (Have any of you seen this movie? Comment on what you thought!) [As an aside, in CPE we talked about grief and how it is not just losing someone or something, but all the future plans that went with it. For me, I’ve dealt with the grief on what giving up an immediate future as a historian means, and it’s a surprisingly tough thing to deal with. So, Jesus probably had some grief over giving up the possibility of one future for another.]

Temptation vs. who we are meant to be

TTC then goes on to say that, “Each of [these temptations] is a temptation to be a “success” but in the process to forget whom he was meant to be.”

That hit home for me.

As I’ve mentioned before, one of the reasons I’ve participated in YAGM has been to step outside of the whirlwind at home and get some space from the track my life was on. Everything was going well back home, but I was worried about getting caught up in my MDiv studies and the progression of life and not be able to get perspective on whether or not what I was doing, what I am doing, is the best decision for everyone. I  am very determined to try and serve with integrity and make sure I’m not forgetting who I am meant to be.

This is where it get’s tricky for me to explain. And honest. I go through stages of thinking it could really rock to be a pastor...and other stages where I wonder WHAT IN THE WORLD I AM THINKING!? When I decided to participate in YAGM I was stuck in the latter stage, but feeling as if I had to put on the face of the first. I want to make sure I live and serve with integrity because for me, it’s not just a job. Whereas I was practically born to go through interviews, I didn’t want to approach my Candidacy Committee, with whom I go through the process of trying to figure out if I am called to be a pastor (or other rostered leader), and say the right answers, ace the interview, but not be completely honest with myself. I needed more time.

The temptation for me was to take what seemed like the easier route: to keep going at status quo and not mess up my academic schedule (and, for a while, I wasn’t sure if financially I could make it all work) or, even worse, figure out maybe I wasn’t ready to pursue ordained ministry at this point and have to start from square one with the rest of my life. Scary business.

By the grace of God, it is all working out- challenging but exciting and fulfilling. Yet that temptation weighed on me heavily- “the temptation to be a success in the eyes of the world but at the cost of integrity.” I could make everyone think that I was keeping it all together and Little Miss Perfect...or I could risk it for the sake of, hopefully, following a path to better know who it is I am meant to be (or already am).

So how do we deal with these temptations?

I don’t think our temptations will go away in this lifetime, but our passage (and the rest of the Bible) gives us some ideas on how to deal with them: arm ourselves with Scripture, reach back into our traditions and the witness of the saints, and rely on our community. 

[I use the verb “arm” as my dictionary defines: “supply or provide with equipment, tools, or other items in preparation or readiness for something”, rather than using the verb to mean providing someone with weapons. I feel this is necessary to clarify. I think of it as a knight who wore a suit of armor to protect himself from the blows of the outside world, not as a knight who uses a sword to attack others.]

I think it’s amazing how the Spirit continues to work through Scripture and helps us to relate it to our lives. It’s similarly amazing how reading a passage, or even a single verse, can give us a new perspective and challenge/lift/convict/enlighten us and even keep us from taking a temptation and lose sight of our who we are meant to be, or could be, or already are. 

TTC study ends with some Scripture that may be helpful equipment for when we are tempted. Perhaps you can and a verse or two that help you (these are copied from the study, I’m not sure of the exact references or translation, but if you need it I can look it up for you):

“Do justice, love kindness, walk humbly with your God.”

“The Lord your God you shall fear; God you shall serve, and by God’s name alone you shall swear.”

“Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your might.”

“Love your neighbor as yourself.”

“Help the suffering, honor all people.”

“Love your enemies, do good, and lend, expecting nothing in return.”

“Strive first for the kingdom of God.”

What are some verses or passages from Scripture that arm you against temptations and help you to remember to live with integrity, seeking who God has made you to be? Post in the comment section!

So here are my take-aways from week one:

-We have to retreat into the desert every once in a while, whatever that may look like, and try to listen for God’s voice. This practice looks different for everyone but, I think, takes a conscious effort.

-Sometimes we have to look out for our temptations. If we wait until they are obvious it could be too late; old habits are hard to break and some of our temptations can cause pain to others. Of course, we also need to grant ourselves grace for those inevitable times.

-Scripture can be a useful tool for dealing with temptations. Perhaps memorizing a few key verses could ground us and remind us of a larger picture.

-One temptation that is easy to overlook is that which convinces us to seek success in the eyes of the world, rather than to live with integrity for ourselves.

This Lenten Devotional Series is published by The Thoughtful Christian and was written by Michael A. Lindvall who, at the time of publishing, was a Presbyterian pastor in New York City. All Bible passages and verses are from the New Revised Standard Version unless otherwise noted.

Lenten Devotions: Our Temptations [Week 1, Part 1 (of 2)]

Part of my Lenten discipline this year is going through The Thoughtful Christian (TTC)“Pausing on the Road to Jerusalem” Bible study and, as part of that, sharing my thoughts with you all based on the Scripture for the week and the study itself. A lot of this is just personal reflection, but I hope that maybe you can gain a little insight into your own faith and how these themes and ideas may apply to you, the larger community, the Christian church, and the world today. Here is Week 1, Part 1 (of 2).

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This week’s study is based on the Luke 4:1-13

1Jesus, full of the Holy Spirit, returned from the Jordan and was led by the Spirit in the wilderness, 2where for forty days he was tempted by the devil. He ate nothing at all during those days, and when they were over, he was famished. 3The devil said to him, “If you are the Son of God, command this stone to become a loaf of bread.” 4Jesus answered him, “It is written, ‘One does not live by bread alone.’” 5Then the devil led him up and showed him in an instant all the kingdoms of the world.6And the devil said to him, “To you I will give their glory and all this authority; for it has been given over to me, and I give it to anyone I please. 7If you, then, will worship me, it will all be yours.” 8Jesus answered him, “It is written, ‘Worship the Lord your God, and serve only him.’” 9Then the devil took him to Jerusalem, and placed him on the pinnacle of the temple, saying to him, “If you are the Son of God, throw yourself down from here, 10for it is written, ‘He will command his angels concerning you, to protect you,’ 11and ‘On their hands they will bear you up, so that you will not dash your foot against a stone.’” 12Jesus answered him, “It is said, ‘Do not put the Lord your God to the test.’”13When the devil had finished every test, he departed from him until an opportune time.

Temptation and testing

One of the first things that caught my attention about this passage actually didn’t involve Jesus directly. While reading in my Lutheran Study Bible (highly recommended), one of the side notes said that  in verse 4:2 “tempted” could be translated as “tested”. I also noticed that “the devil” was mentioned, but not with a capital D. The side notes mentioned that this satan was developed out of the satan from the book of Job. Again, it is satan with a lowercase S. The side notes finally mention that it is as if this satan character “examines all of creation to check construction quality”. So this got me thinking immediately about the whole story of Jesus being tempted or tested. When I hear those two words, they hit me differently. “Tempted” sounds evil, conniving, set up so that we will fail; “tested” sounds a bit more neutral- certainly none of my professors would say they gave us final “temptations” at the end of a semester.

This past week my host mom, who is giving me Arabic lessons, taught me a new word,   صبر (sabr) which means either “patient” or “cactus”. It is the word used to describe Job in the Old Testament,  صبر آيوب, sabr yaoub. Now, Job goes through some pretty tough stuff during his life. It is a test or is it temptation? “Patient” makes me think of one waiting through a test; “cactus” makes me think about pain and maybe being tempted. I don’t know the answer to this (I should probably go back to studying Greek...next Fall, next Fall).

So at this point I can’t articulate exactly what satan with a lowercase S is, or what it means to be tempted, but I think this passage reminded me that it’s not so cut-and-dry. The satan character in the history and literature of the Bible as well as the history of the church is very complex. Sometimes we see the satan as an evil being that is completely opposed to God and all goodness; but sometimes I see the satan as a part of our life- offering us the choice to go closer to God, or to choose our own will over Gods. With this last idea, the satan gives us the choice, but we choose ourselves as the idol--so we’re not really choosing the satan, but rather anything that is not God.

For the sake of the rest of my study, and for these posts from week one, I have gone with the traditional idea of “temptation”.

...and these thoughts were all before I actually started looking through the Bible study for the week! *Phew*

If a disciple cries in the wilderness, will anyone hear her?

TTC study started off looking at Jesus going into the wilderness. They have this great line on how “the desert has always been that place of material privation, free of distraction and austere, where people go to encounter God”. Immediately, I thought of my current year serving with Young Adults in Global Mission here in Palestine and the State of Israel. I first approached this year as an opportunity to to encounter God, with the hope of being free from some of my typical distractions back in the States. I’ve been striving to hear God’s voice for my life, for the world, and for how those two can breathe life into each other. Of course, even in “the desert” (I laugh at how literal that is in some ways) I have my distractions and temptations.

In the passage Jesus has three temptations: making bread from the stones, having power over all the kingdoms in the world, and being caught by the angels lest Jesus be harmed. Basically, the satan offered Jesus three things: provisions, invincibility, and power. The Bible study said: materialism, power, and manipulation of faith. This immediately got me thinking: what could these three temptations look like for me?

1. Money. Money doesn’t buy happiness, but it can purchase things that often excite me and provide things I find important for life: education, travel, food, clothes, gifts for friends, crafts. I try not to stress about money and I use a budget, but that is often easier said than done. I wouldn’t say I lust after money, but I have serious hobbies and loves that require it. Perhaps it’s not pretty, but it’s honest. Like Jesus, I could be tempted with  the satiation of my desires with something material.

2. Knowing the future. You read earlier how part of this year of service is a time for me to try and figure out how I can serve God in a way that meets the needs of the world, fits with my gifts, and excites me, right? You can guess how many times I’ve uttered the words, “If only I knew what the heck God was thinking!” If you answered a number higher than 100, you win. And that’s from the past two years. I would love a nice, clear answer to some of my “big life questions”. Love, love, love an answer (Do you hear me God?!). Like Jesus, I could be tempted with the ability to not have to stumble in the darkness.

3. Certain personal qualities (without the work, of course). Eloquence, quicker wit, quicker reading skills, to not procrastinate, patience. Sure, I could probably cultivate these skills in myself, but it would be so much easier if I just had them. I could try to convince you that I want these qualities because it would help me serve the world better (and, indeed, I need to build on these traits so that I can), but I can’t deny I would like them because they would make me more confident, or make me feel like a more “valuable person”. Like Jesus, I could be tempted to be awesome and above others.

So what are some of your temptations? Leave them in the comment box...(Anonymous if you’d like.) I think the church would be a much more comfortable place if we were honest about our temptations. We all have them and it’s almost always much easier to deal with them in community. Plus, if we’re honest, I think eventually we can break down the barriers that keeps us from really connecting with each other- you know, those “but what will so-and-so think?” barriers.

To continue reading, go to my next post, "Lenten Devotions: Week 1, Part 2 (of 2)"

This Lenten Devotional Series is published by The Thoughtful Christian and was written by Michael A. Lindvall who, at the time of publishing, was a Presbyterian pastor in New York City. All Bible passages and verses are from the New Revised Standard Version unless otherwise noted.

March Newsletter out!

My March newsletter is hot off the presses (or hot off my laptop, as the case may be). Hopefully, if you are suppose to be on the mailing list you received it (check spam boxes, just in case!), otherwise you can view it as a Google Doc in a lower quality.

If you would like me to add you to the mailing list (or didn't receive one when you should have) just shoot me a message or leave a comment.

Hope you enjoy! Please let me know what you think! And if there is ever anything you'd like to see in a future newsletter, drop a line!


Peace,
Courtney

Perspectives and multiple narratives

I have plans to do a future post in which I explain how my history undergraduate degree prepared me for the work I'm doing this year (see parents everywhere, your child doesn't have to get a career that directly stems from their college major!), but until then I have to share with you a quote brought to my attention on a blog by Dr. John Fea, one of my former History Professors:

Historians are not the guardians of universal values, nor can they deliver "the verdict of history"; they must strive to understand each age in its own terms, to take on its own values and priorities, instead of imposing ours.  All the resources of scholarship and all the historian's powers of imagination must be harnessed to the task of bringing the past back to life--or resurrecting it....
--John Tosh, The Pursuit of History (New York: Longman, 2002), 7.

(See post here.)

It seems even more poignant to me now, as I sit at school, just following a lecture and discussion I led for the 11th grade on the topics on ELCA theology on Creation (care) and the relationship of Science and Christianity. As I've grown I've realized how our professors and teachers, and really anyone we encounter, can bring us a truth. Yet, that truth may not be the end-all-be-all perfect-explanation-of-life. I gave a lecture to these very bright eleventh graders (in their second language, and they still engaged in dialogue! Can I just say I love the 11th grade here?!) and I had a great time, but I definitely felt that I, while bringing another perspective to the table, was not being accepted as the "guardian of universal values"...and I was so proud! 

In a class during my sophomore year of college (it was probably, "Created and Called for Community") we talked about wisdom, and how the true mark of wisdom is surrendering your grip on the universal truth and considering that what another person is telling you may be correct. At the same time, though, that wisdom requires not just believing everything anyone else tells you. Wisdom is wrestling with the truth.

So, looking back at that first quote, I realize how much it applies to life for me here in the Middle East. You could replace "historian" with "missionary living in accompaniment". Regardless of where you are, as a missionary you do not "bring Jesus" (or, heaven forbid, "the right way to live") to anyone. God exists just fine without any of my help (and, in all honesty, despite it). However, what I have been able to do this year is consider another perspective on God, another way in which people experience the Divine.

Seriously, how great is that?!

Part of accompaniment that makes relationships so much work (both during this year, and my life back in the States) is that you have to wrestle with the truth. I can't assume unquestioningly that my community is correct about everything, but I also can't ignore what they have to say because I'm "right". (As an aside, because I know the "Truth" gets to be tricky when we talk about religion, I'm not talking about pluralism...I'm talking about humility in knowing that we don't know it all.)

This year I've been challenged to take life in the Middle East on its own terms. I can't come in with my American perspective, my paradigmatic lens, and judge my community based on my imposed values (this, of course, is not to say that there aren't values that are shared by my community here and my community back home). I can't lie and say that there aren't days when I wonder, "Why can't [x] be like it is in America?" but I quickly realize how silly I sound. It's ok for me to miss things back home, but I wouldn't want my community here in Palestine and Israel to change to be the same. They hold too many values, priorities, and truths from which we can and must learn.

[Shout out to Cait, I've used big T truth and CCC in one post. Messiah College Sophomore Year win.]

Happy Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day gets a pretty bad rap. At least, it seems so from the looks of my Facebook feed. I won't deny that I have at times been a Valentine's Day hater, but this year is different. Valentine's Day doesn't have to be about beating ourselves up over the one type of relationship we don't have at the moment (or, conversely, breathing a sigh of relief that we don't have that one type of relationship at this point in our lives). Rather, it can be about rejoicing in all the relationships we do have. Sure there are reasons to dislike Valentine's Day, perhaps the false images of what loving romantic relationships should entail, or a focus on commercialism (yes, I'll jump on that train)--but being "single" is not one of them. So why don't we take today as a reminder that we're super blessed- we have family, friends, and communities that lift us up.

Today I was thinking about how much work relationships are. I suppose there are some that come easy, perhaps with those friends that are soulmates- you can not see them for a few months and pick up right where you left off. They are almost effortless. But, by in large, most of our relationships take a good amount of effort- at least, they should. My work over here in Palestine and Israel is to build relationships, accompanying those around me through the good times and bad. It doesn't just happen- I have to work at it, push my boundaries, and sometimes make sacrifices.

So this Valentine's Day, let's not hate on people who are enjoying their romantic relationships. I don't care if Hallmark makes $27 billion in sales (I made that number up); let's be happy for our sisters and brothers who find themselves in romantic bliss this holiday. At the same time, let's not forget the wonderful, love and life-giving relationships we already have.

Let's not beat ourselves up because we don't have a +1.
Instead, let's give thanks for our +50.

Happy 25th Anniversary to two of my +50: Mom and Dad! You're an inspiration and I'm so grateful for all the experiences and life-lessons you've blessed me with (even the lessons about insurance ;) ).

Sharon and Keith on February 14, 1987. Look at those cute kids :)
...yes, I know. I look just like my parents.
Happy Silver Anniversary!

Sunday Musings: Thoughts from Church

I'm going to try to post every Sunday until July in hopes to jot down a few ideas, not enough for full posts, to let you all in on what I'm thinking each week. This first installment comes from the Scripture and hymns from the church service today at Christmas Lutheran in Bethlehem where I plan to now be a regular attendee (I've been church hopping to different Lutheran churches for the most part, but now I think I'm going to stay at the one in Bethlehem, down the street from Manger Square).

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I think it's interesting how certain passages in Scripture speak to us differently based on context. This can be seen in how different communities may find relevance in particular readings of the Bible, but I have also found it to be true in how I experience the Bible based on my own context, location, and life happenings. I was recently reading a book where the author pointed out that the amazingness of the Bible is not that it happened, but it still happens. The Spirit continues to breathe life into our world and our reading of Scripture and while the Bible comes from a historic, literary, and cultural context distinct from ours, God unites it all and continues to work through God's Word.

Today we read from Psalm 119: 81-96:

My soul has longed for your salvation; I have put my hope in your word.

My eyes have failed from watching for your promise, and I say, "When will you comfort me?"

I have become like a leather flask in the smoke, but I have not forgotten your statutes.

How much longer must I wait? When will you give judgment against those who persecute me?

The proud have dug pits for me; the do not keep your law.

All your commandments are true; help me, for they persecute me with lies.

They had almost made an end of me on earth, but I have not forsaken your commandments.

In your loving kindness, revive me, that I may keep the degrees of your mouth.

O Lord, your word is everlasting; it stands firm in the heavens.

Your faithfulness remains from one generation to another; you established the earth and it abides.

By your decree these continue to this day, for all things are your servants.

If my delight had not been in your law, I should have perished in my affliction.

I will never forget your commandments, because by them you give me life.

I am yours; oh, that you would save me! For I study your commandments.

If I had read this passage last year, perhaps I would have applied it to a particularly busy week, which there is no shame in doing. Maybe I would have sought God's comfort for a strain in a relationship, or asked God to be revived from the stress of classes and work. Yet, the pleading in this Psalm struck me as I realized my place among my Palestinian friends and coworkers at the church. Imagine reading this Psalm as a Palestinian, suffering all of the effects of the Occupation of the West Bank (or Gaza). There are many faithful God-lovers throughout Palestine who have put their hope in God. When, God, will there be comfort for the Palestinian situation under Occupation? When will hope be more tangible? "I am yours; oh, that you would save me!"

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At the end of the church service today we sang the hymn, "I'm But a Stranger Here" (that is hymn #238 in our Arabic book here, but I have no idea if it corresponds to the LBW back home. Can anyone find out what hymn this is or if it's any of our ELCA hymnals? Answer in the comments section, please!). I know there is much deeper meaning that can be taken from hymns but sometimes I take them at face value when I first sing them. The second verse of this hymn was not different...

"What though the tempest rage, Heaven is my home

Short is my pilgrimage, Heaven is my home

Time's cold and wild wintry blast soon shall be over past

I shall reach home at last, Heaven is my home."

As some of you know, it is SO COLD this time of year in Palestine and Israel! I have managed to figure out a schedule of when to put the space heaters on, and in what rooms so as to get it a little less cold in my apartment, but it is still a wee bit chilly. So, yes, the cold wintry blast soon shall be over! 

Also, "short is my pilgrimage". As this past week marked the halfway point for me, I have been keenly aware that one year is both a very long time, and really short. There are so many amazing things I've done and been able to participate in, but soon I will leave. I will return home to you all back in the States and be able to share my stories in person, but how will I do that? This is a question that has started to creep into my mind.

Ah, and then, "heaven is my home". That's kind of the point of the whole hymn. Yesterday I was able to Skype back home to the Seminary community and talk about YAGM for a few minutes. Before I went "on air" I caught up with my friend Julie, who now works for the Admission Office at LTSG, and we talked about hope and idealism. I have so much hope for this region and the relationships between Palestinians and Israelis and between Jews, Christians, and Muslims. Perhaps it is very idealistic to think that peace could come to this area in the next 50 years, but I can't give up that vision. Sure it's not easy, but if we think it's not possible, then what is the point? If we give up the work for peace because it doesn't look like it can ever happen, why do anything at all? Again today, I met some EAPPI (Ecumenical Accompaniment Programme in Palestine and Israel) volunteers working in Bethlehem and we talked about this necessity for hope. Sometimes this is really challenging. The volunteer I talked with most mentioned that before church they had put some time in at the Bethlehem checkpoint and it didn't seem like they accomplished much...but they had helped a little boy get through to Israel for kidney dialysis. That's a pretty big deal, especially for that young child. But even the hope that brings can get get clouded by the daily struggles- the rest of the things that happened that worry, stress, sadden us.

The hymn today reminded me that there is hope, both for now and also for the future. At the beginning of my newsletter I have a quote from a the poem "Passover Remembered" by Alla Bozarth-Campbell: I am with you now and I am waiting for you. Heaven is my home, but heaven is also here, although seemingly hidden at times.

Posts by other J/WB YAGMs

If you're looking for some extra online reading material you may want to check out what a few of my fellow Jerusalem/West Bank YAGMs have to say about life and service over here.

Sara is the YAGM who is definitely my dancing soulmate. We will break out into dancing and singing at just about anything. We've even made up funny songs about getting lost in Belgium and failing at opening a bottle, to name a few. A while back, Sara wrote about the dance of resistance and resilience.

Sara also wrote about one of the blessings of hospitality that the YAGM group had back in November. We were the guests of a wonderful family who introduced us to what a Palestinian meal looks like.

Alma, who I work with at the Evangelical Lutheran School in Beit Sahour, wrote a bit about her experience with the model of accompaniment and the struggle that can be when one deals with not knowing the future and what "difference" this makes.


So there ya go...some "meantime" reading. Inshallah, ("hopefully", "God willing") I will have a post up shortly about my time in Jordan! Wait til you see those pictures!

"Comfort, comfort my people"

This post was originally written on 11 December 2011. I wrote it immediately after my experience, and then I sat on it. I've now gone back to re-read the post and feel that it needs to be posted. It is slightly outdated (or so it seems in the fast-paced world we live in), but still, I feel, relevant. I'd enjoy hearing your responses either in the comment box or by email.

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Today I was able to worship at the Evangelical Lutheran Church in Beit Sahour, the church that sits on the campus of the school I volunteer with. Although most of the service is in Arabic, there were times when I was able to pick out words here and there; as usual, the pastor was helpful in translating certain parts (we do have a transliteration and translation of the liturgy as well) and in giving the readings. The guest preacher today, however, gave his sermon on a different text than those prescribed for today, and decided to speak on the New English Translation of the beginning of Isaiah 40 (v. 1-4) :

"Comfort, comfort my people,"

says your God.

"Speak kindly to Jerusalem, and tell her

that her time of warfare is over,

that her punishment is completed.

For the Lord has made her pay double for all her sins."

A voice cries out,

"In the wilderness clear a way for the Lord;

construct in the desert a road for our God.

Every valley must be elevated,

and every mountain and hill leveled.

The rough terrain will become a level plain,

the rugged landscape a wide valley."

Sitting in the pew, in a church of Palestinian friends who are more than hospitable, I was on the verge of tears. The first two verses hit me solidly in the heart, perhaps now more than ever because of some of the political talk I've been hearing from back in the States regarding the Palestinian people. From what I learned, the preacher spoke about the first line and who exactly "my people" are. When Isaiah 40 was written it was addressed to Jerusalem, a specific group, but today many of us would agree God commands ("Comfort", in the Hebrew, is in the imperative form, therefore a command) us to comfort all people, as we are all God's children (for reference, see the gospel of Jesus). We can read Isaiah 40 as a reminder that God wants us to comfort ALL PEOPLE.


Isaiah 40 also struck me at the lines that proclaim that Jerusalem's "time of warfare is over, that her punishment is completed." I haven't made much mention of it in prior posts, but living here is tough. No, I'm not scared for my safety; instead, it's tough because there is a division in the mentality of some here (and around the world) that says that there are some people who are "God's people" and some who are not. Right now, the time of warfare and punishment are not over, at least, you wouldn't think it was if you travelled through the West Bank/Palestine. There are military checkpoints not only between the West Bank and the State of Israel, but throughout the West Bank between towns and villages. [Edit 1/26/12: As of two weeks ago, my usual bus transport ceased making certain usual stops along its route because the buses are not allowed to pick up or drop off people in certain parts of the immediate Bethlehem area because they are different "Areas". Area A: Controlled and Administered by the Palestinian Authority. Area B: Controlled by the State of Israel, Administered by the PA. Area C: Controlled and Administered by the State of Israel.] This week Newt Gingrich claimed that Palestinians are terrorists. Have there been Palestinians who did acts of terrorism? Yes (as are there Americans, Israelis, Brits, Australians, Russians, Brazilians...every nationality). Should we ever stereotype one group based on the actions of a few? No. Yet, in media and in action, the punishment of all on the basis of the actions made by a few that are in no way connected to a majority of the whole, the punishment continues.

• It's difficult to think otherwise when women and men, young and old, from the West Bank, trying to seek medical care in East Jerusalem, are denied thoroughfare at a checkpoint. Essentially, denied their ability to either get healthier or lengthen their remaining days.
• It's difficult to think otherwise when you see young men and women holding high-powered weapons and making cars completely unload and get searched (or breeze right through) on the basis of ethnicity and visual religious affiliation.
• It's difficult when you hear of politicians back home using the situation over here for their political gain, not caring about the people behind their pandering. [Edit 1/26/12: It was the domino effect  as one after another of the politicians in the States tried to out-do the next in how much they disliked the Palestinians. How sad.] Ya haram. ("Oh, the shame.")

So then, how do we comfort people, God's command, in light of the fact that the punishment and warfare is not over? My computer defines "comfort" as being "a state of physical ease and freedom from pain or constraint", which may seem pretty radical if you apply it to the Palestinians (freedom from the constraint of prejudice, freedom from the literal constraints they face as being treated as second-class humans). There is a second definition, too: "consolation for grief or anxiety". We can take this as both providing care for after someone has been grieved, or as taking the steps and being proactive in preventing such grief and anxiety.


For me, this means speaking out. With stories, with experiences, with the images of real people. Quite often this is difficult for me; I don't like conflict and I don't like the fact that because I speak for the holding up of a section of God's children, the Palestinians, that there are some who may get angry. Now, please don't misunderstand me: being pro-Palestinian does not mean you are anti-Israeli. I consider myself both pro-Palestinian and pro-Israeli. I am pro-people loving. In my experience, the Palestinians are in need of more comforting at this time in order to get them to the same "state of physical ease and freedom from pain or constraint" that many Israelis already feel. (A Seminary professor once painted the picture of being a parent with two children; you love them equally. If one breaks their leg, you tend to that child more to help them be at the same level of well-being as the other child. You do not love one more than the other, but sometimes it means taking extra measures to care for one.)


So what does this comforting of the Palestinians look like? Well, many things involving the work for justice; for me, it means dealing with my fears of speaking out. For me, it means not only telling the stories and truths, but correcting the mistruths. In the Ten Commandments we hear that we should not bear false witness against anyone. Yet, in the interconnectedness of the Body of Christ, are we not also our sister and brother's keepers? If I allow someone to bear false witness without correcting it, am I not also to blame?

Over here, those of us who live, work, laugh, and cry with Palestinians have been extremely hurt by what has been said by public figures about the Palestinian people. Most recently, Newt Gingrich claimed that Palestinians are made up, terrorist, have a huge desire to destroy Israel, did not live here before Israel was established, and all belong to Hamas, and that "the burden to show a willingness to reach a peace accord with the Israelis lies squarely with the Palestinians". 

I can't, in one post, get into the complex history behind the people of this land, both Jewish, Christian, and Muslim, but you can rest assured that everything Newt Gingrich has had to say about Palestine is grossly misleading. These lies mislead some well-intentioned people but also create a mentality of fear and hatred, which stands as a wall infront of later efforts for the truth to be told.


So, in an effort to comfort God's people, let us try to fulfill the prophecy: "construct in the desert a road for our God. Every valley must be elevated, and every mountain and hill leveled. The rough terrain will become a level plain, the rugged landscape a wide valley." My hope is that together we can work for justice for all that turns the desert of conflict into a road that brings glory to God.