October 5th, 2019
There’s someone in me that doesn’t love a wall. He stands right next to the part of me that needs a wall. Together they wonder if Eden had a wall before the fall.
We don’t see angels with flaming swords as we walk, but we do see plenty of walls between Lachish and Meitar.
( https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Israeli_West_Bank_barrier). The main thing I feel when I see these walls is sad. I walked next to these 8-meter-high walls yesterday for miles. Intrusion lanes on each side for the IDF to patrol. Barbed wire on top of concrete and on each side. Sniper nests here and there.
The wall keeps Jews safe from bombers. It also keeps Palestinians from medical care, jobs, and freedom to come and go as they please.
What you see, of course, depends on where you stand.
What will people think centuries from now when they uncover them? Same as we thought perhaps at the ruined walls of Lachish, or Tel Dan, or Jerusalem:
These folks must have been scared.
It was a lot more fun to walk through this forest and find a sofa miles from anywhere.
How’s walls doing in your life today? Too few, and you regularly get wiped out by others’ feelings. Too many, your barriers keep you separated from that lonely person beside you, or within you, who needs to sit down on a sofa and make a new friend.