Moon In Jerusalem II
Dr. Jodi Shams PRINZIVALLI
The sun sets and the silence descends with it, embracing the earth with
the rich robe of the Shekina. Birds in their song, moon
rising like a dawn in the west over these sacred walls
of the Old City.
could this not be God's hearth? Why would so many people
wearing so many different hats and robes and colors want
to live here on this tiny piece of earth? There is nothing
tangible. The only evidence is the pearlescent shine on
the your skin, the church bells ringing out at the same
time as the prayer call, frantically anticipating the
coming times. Soon the morning athan will begin its exquisite
song, a primal reminder that has woven its fragrance into
the ground of being of life here in the Holy City. "Wake
up, dear one," it begs of us all. Wake up from your
slumber of humanity! There will never be another time
Hashem, remind us that our companions who wear so many
different hats, have the same needs of the heart---to
be loved and to be safe, and to have a home and a livelihood.
Beloved God, we all know this is Your home. Help us to
make it ours and to make a place, a makom, for each and
every traveler who arrives at our door.
your chance, O Jerusalem, to begin the work of holding
the suffering and the hope at the same time. May the sweet
water of forgiveness flow into every home and heart in
this city and beyond. Show us, O beloved Creator, how
to forgive the unforgivable and bear the unbearable.
Give us a safe enough place that we might walk
forward into a life-affirming new creation, for it will
only be through an unimaginable miracle. We pray for this
miracle, and for the eyes to see it, so that we might
all have a seat at your Holy Table in this Holy City in
this Holy Land.
Lord is One
illaha illa -lah
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