A new day
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e had a quiet day to buy some souvenirs together, and then we looked forward to walking to the Western Wall. This trip I bought my first painting near the Christ Church where we were staying. A beautiful painting of a Rabbi blowing on the Shofar at the Wailing Wall with 3 praying Jewish men next to him. It moved me and I decided if it was possible to have it sent home as a surprise for John. The painting got here before I got home, and it's been hanging over the chimney for years.The next day we were picked up by Sondra Baras whom I mentioned earlier. She would take us to a settlement that could use some support. It wouldn't be a harmless drive through Judah/Samaria. Along the way we stopped at a beautiful settlement built by American immigrants, who had left everything behind to build a village here in the desert. It was impressively beautiful and lovely. With well-groomed paths surrounded by a color of flowers that led to the houses. We were invited by a female doctor who lived there for a drink, and she pulled out a large map of Israel and showed how much territory Israel had already had to give up to the Palestinians. It looked worrisome, yet she had firm faith that God had promised them the land. So she pointed outside to a desolate place in the distance where they and a few others wanted to build a village from the bare ground.. Pfft.. Dear Lord bless this people and their courages work!
