Achmed, a teenager, not a terrorist.

As I write this, I have a song on repeat that is getting me through this blog, a song called Brother, by The BrillianceI invite you to listen to this song that has moved me in more ways than one. Even as a blogger and one who loves to write, I find myself bone dry of words. Sometimes, words are just not enough and tears are the only thing filling my pages; tears that eventually flood and wet the bone dry words that eventually come to life. Tears are nothing to be ashamed of, they speak more than words sometimes, and tears for me are what happened after visiting the city of Hebron on my trip to Israel/Palestine.

When I look into the face of my enemy, I see my brothers.The Brilliance

Peace, Enemies, & Chicken Shawarmas

img_4018Israel. Palestine. These two words hold such significance in my life now. Words that I used to hear on the news and had my own assumptions about, words that meant very little to me, words that confirmed my ignorance to what is really going on. Now when I see these two words my heart aches, my mind is overwhelmed, and my eyes have a hard time staying dry. My world has changed drastically due to the beauty I have seen in one of the most intense conflicts this world has ever seen.

Israel/Palestine. The Journey Begins.

Be still my heart. I am one day away from one of the most significant opportunities I will ever endure in my lifetime and I am very confident in that statement! I have been on a journey these past 6 weeks discovering and learning about one of the craziest, most difficult, and humbling conflicts I have ever experienced, The Israeli-Palestinian conflict. I have discovered how naive I have been in response to this conflict. I knew there were issues, but I had no idea what that really entailed. I knew people took sides, but I wasn’t sure why. I knew people were being displaced, but I didn’t know what for. I knew I didn’t know what was going on, but I was too wrapped up in my own little world to care about knowing more.