Jasmine at night
Well, it does seem like the world is falling apart.
Japan is in chaos and facing nuclear meltdown. It’s anyone’s guess which Middle Eastern country will next erupt into rioting. And five members of one Israeli family from Itamar (mother, father, 10-year-old, 4-year-old and 3-month-old) were stabbed to death or had their throats slit by Palestinian terrorists this past Friday night as they slept in their beds. Three children survived; they are now orphans at age 12, 6 and 2.
I write from a very emotional state of mind. I cannot believe how unsure everything feels. I take comfort in the beautiful sky outside and the sounds of kids playing at the nearby elementary, where my daughters attend.
It is spring now in Israel. Last night, I walked to a friend’s house to help her celebrate her 50th birthday. The lovely scents of jasmine and orange blossoms filled the air. Egyptian Fruit Bats flew through the branches of a carob tree as I passed underneath.
Even as all life seems to be passing away and the night is dark, there is hope for a new day.