Abbsi Looks for a Safe Place
What do you do when things seem piled too high to deal with? It’s not only you; it happens to all of us; it happened to Yeshua:
Matthew 14:10-13: “ (Herod) had John (the Baptist) beheaded in the prison. His head was brought on a platter and given to the girl, who carried it to her mother. John’s disciples came and took his body and buried it. Then they went and told Jesus. When Jesus heard what had happened, he withdrew by boat privately to a solitary place.”
The situation in Israel and Palestine has ups and downs – moved in a moment by a single person with a gun or knife or cutting words of pain or accusation. And we all pay the price. Then, there are silent discriminations, seemingly without reason, that can be the most frustrating.
This Christmas season, Abbsi and her husband wanted a vacation - to retreat to a quiet place without pain, frustration or discrimination. They booked their flights, and it was off to Europe. But, with 3 kids and plenty of work, they had only 1 week to travel and refresh themselves and return. So, they applied to travel through Tel Aviv – saving 2 days and $1,000 by not traveling through Amman, Jordan – the route most often taken by Palestinians traveling outside of Palestine.
Abbsi’s husband was granted permission. Abbsi was not. Without reason, without a way to appeal, the answer was and IS simply NO.
There were some moments of bitter disappointment, until Abbsi decided it was important for her husband to get his vacation, whether she could go or not.
Abbsi sent her husband off to Paris and Rome. Alone.
And Abbsi was in Palestine with her 3 children.
Abbsi needed a safe, solitary place to refresh and renew herself.
In the Golan, the last place on earth Abbsi thought she would find herself, she traveled with Alice and the 3 children and stayed a few days. A trip to the only ski mountain in Israel to sled and build a snowman with the kids, Druzi pita with Lebana and zaatar on the freezing mountainside, visiting the parks and playing in the neighborhood, seemed to calm her nerves and help relieve all the energy that was pent up.
The last day, Alice sent the family back to Palestine with some lemons from her tree, all a bit calmer.
May we all find our “safe places” when we are in need. May we find it in each other.