By Kathy Holcombe
Micah 6:8 …and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?
Today we worshiped at Christmas Lutheran Church in Bethlehem. The pastor, the Rev. Dr. Mitri Raheb, is the author of Bethlehem Besieged, one of the books that we read in preparation for this trip. As a Lutheran, I was happy to be in this special Lutheran church. It is always wonderful to pray and sing the familiar words and songs, but it is special to hear them in another language and be reminded of the universality of Jesus and his message of love and grace. The church is indeed the people of God.
The building which housed this particular group of God’s people for worship was built by German missionaries in 1854. The original stained glass windows told the story of the birth of Jesus and his life. One in particular depicted the flight into Egypt and was of great significance to the Palestinian Christians who worshiped here, because they, too, were refugees forced to leave their homes.
The writing on the windows was in German, but I was drawn to the cupola on which was painted in Arabic the words: “Glory to God in the highest, peace on earth, good will to men,” the message of the angels at the birth of the Son of God. We sang the hymn, “O God of Every Nation.” The second verse in particular struck me in this place… “From search of wealth and power and scorn of truth and right, From trust in bombs that shower destruction through the night, From pride of race and station and blindness to your way, Deliver every nation, eternal God we pray.”
Later we visited Wi’am, the Palestinian Conflict Resolution Center, and talked about the need to be pro-justice, about reconciliation without vengeance, and non-violent restoration.
We walked through a refugee camp, still the home of refugees hoping to return home even after the tents have been replaced by buildings, and I realized that these families had been here, hoping, since the year I was born and through three generations of these families. The families keep the keys to their lost homes and these keys have become a symbol of their hope.
The wall seems to be everywhere—it twists and winds through the city, cutting people off from their orchards and friends and giving everything an aura of prison life. And we were reminded of other walls closer to home. Are we all willing to so worship “security” that we forget the message of the angels, “Be not afraid…”
So much to learn and think about and today is only the first day of many.
Al Rabbu Ma’akum (God be with you),
Kathy Holcombe