Do you put your hands up when you praise God? Why? Why not? There was a time when I felt tearfully grateful to God for taking me out of the situation I had been in and claiming me for his own.
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Some of you have written to me about Christmases spent alone, filled with longing. Your messages have brought to mind my first Christmas after coming to faith in 2007. I too was living alone but, that year, God had led me to meet my Boaz, Butch, and that made all the difference, even though he
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Christmas is not a holiday in Israel. All the shops and restaurants are open and bustling. When we lived in Haifa, with its Christian Arab population, there were Santas and sleighs on balconies and a Christmas tree in the town…
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Last night, the last Chanukah candles were lit on the Chanukiah. Over eight evenings, they are kindled in increments, until all eight flames dance merrily, plus the servant candle that is used to light them. I am reminded of Chanukahs past and what they have meant to me. This year, more than ever, trusting in
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A thought hit me as I was taking communion last week: Jesus told Jews to drink blood! I have been learning in my course here at the Hebrew University of Jerusalem that Jews in Medieval Times…
DRINK BLOOD? WHAT A DUM IDEA! Read More »
There is a vast difference between Tel Aviv, where we spent last weekend, and Jerusalem, where we live. They are as if from two different planets.
TEL AVIV: BEACH, BOMBS, BUS AND BRING THEM HOME Read More »
Bobbie’s impressions of Jerusalem following her move to Israel at the start of the latest war.
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