Palm Sunday Road
“He’s coming,” Dalia said as she ran into her one room shack just outside the Jaffa Gate. “Hurry, we need to join the others.” Her mother wiped her dough-filled fingers on her apron. “What’s the rush? I’m trying to finish today’s bread. He’s just another religious...
Being Still: Is It Possible Today?
Saturday I learned a valuable lesson. And as usual, I did it the hard way! Why do I always do that? We were getting ready for company. I had just woken up from a nap, and I wanted to get the carrots cut so I could go downstairs and paint my nails. So…I was rushing....







