I just returned from the Holy Land.
Walking through the streets of Jerusalem, each step is measured and meaningful. Who walked on these stones before me? What is the story that they tell? Thousand of years of Jewish life. Dozens of rulers and civilizations. Countless lives uplifted and shattered. Dejection, jubilation, and hope.
It’s amazing how these stones, inanimate and hard, are actually warm and soft. Their ridges and toughness is inviting and rejuvenating. They may be stones, but they are uniquely alive. They tell a story. And, they tell it with heart.
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