Saturday I attended the weeding of some friends of mine in Bethlehem. I sat across from an Israeli and a Palestinian friend. They were getting along great. I kept hearing, “I love you sister!”
Eventually, the conversation turned to Musalaha, where they concluded together: “This is the real Musalaha.” Sitting at a table, doing life together, enjoying each other.
|My beautiful friends.|
I’m thankful that the work we do is laying the groundwork for these relationships to begin. May more continue beyond our programs and into normal life.
It is my hope that someday these friends will not have to wait for permits and special events to see each other.