Monthly Archives: November 2014

While I was in Jerusalem less than three weeks ago, a rainbow arched across the sky and spilled onto the land irregardless of international law, race, history, or religion. I thought of Genesis 9 and the fact that the rainbow … Continue reading →

Today I write as a weary traveler waiting for my final connection home. During the flights today I had hoped to review my notes from these past 10 days, read the books I bought, and put together some reflections, but … Continue reading →

Bethlehem. Jesus’ birth place. The town where everything is still, calm and bright, where our hopes and dreams are bathed in everlasting Light. At least that is how I have always imagined Bethlehem, thanks to Phillips Brooks (1835-1903) who wrote … Continue reading →