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It's a God Thing

People ask me all the time why I went tofilled with American Jews and
occupied Palestine-not just once-butPalestinian Muslims. I was in awe of all
five times since 2005 and why do I careof them as I prayed, "Jesus Christ! Will
so much about such a small plot of realyou look at all these Muslims and Jews
estate.doing exactly what you commanded your
I reply, that I went the first time tofollowers must do; forgive, love and
meet a little boy of Bethlehem whobless ones enemies. Imagine when all we
changed my life and to be the ChristianChristians do it too!"
delegate amongst the Palestinian andIt was that fateful day that led me to
Jewish co-founders of the Olive Treestravel two hours every Tuesday afternoon
foundation for Peace [ an interfaithfor many months in order to listen and
non-profit dedicated to raisingwrite down Dr. Diab's memoirs, with the
awareness and funds to purchase trees tointention that it would be for his
replace those that have been destroyedgrandchildren.
by The Wall.But, being an Irish story teller,
But, my last four trips to occupieddissident and spiritual creative, I had
Palestine were driven by the fierceno control over the six fictional
urgency of now and a sense of calling;characters that welled up within me and
to go-bear witness-and report about thewho began to converse with Dr. Diab
lives of regular people living underduring the days that followed our
military occupation and to learn aboutTuesday meetings. Not until I completed,
and support the grass root efforts ofKEEP HOPE ALIVE did I even realize that
Israeli, Palestinian and Internationalmy 'imaginary friends' also represented
nonviolent activists against thesix different ways to intuit, love and
occupation of Palestine.serve God.
I also left hearth and home for occupiedKEEP HOPE ALIVE is also an historical
Palestine five times because injusticefiction based on the memoirs of a 1948
anywhere reverberates all over the worldPalestinian Muslim refugee who became an
and American taxpayers are culpable inAmerican citizen with Top Secret
where their money is laid down.Clearance during the Cold War and
Annually, over 3.2 billion USA taxfounded the non-profit interfaith Olive
dollars are sent to Israel to supportTrees Foundation for Peace as a positive
the now 40 years of military occupationresponse to THAT DAY we call 9/11.
of the indigenous peoples of the HolyBecause of my connection to the OTFFP, I
Land.journeyed the first time to occupied
It was at an Olive Trees Foundation forterritory in June 2005. I wrote down
Peace meeting, that I met a Catholiceverything I experienced, felt in my gut
woman who showed me a photo firstand wondered about. I went places I had
published by the Florida Catholic innever imagined existed and I did things
2000; a photo that irrevocably changedI never thought I would or could; such
my life.as leaving Ramallah for Jerusalem late
Photographer Debbie Hill, captured threeat night with a driver I did not know
year old George [it is his photo thatand who only spoke Arabic.
adorns the banner of my website] of BeitThat morning, I rode along with Dr. Diab
Jala, a once peaceful Christian villageand his driver to Ramallah from
a five minute car ride from downtownJerusalem, and witnessed the Wall in
Bethlehem, the morning after the Israelifull frontal, brutal view. On my left
army destroyed his sanctuary.was a thirty foot high wall of concrete;
Israeli forces had retaliated against aon my right, only rows of bankrupt
few hopeless militants who hadbusinesses.
infiltrated George's neighborhood to"Financed with U.S. aid at a cost of
snipe across the way into the illegal$1.5 million per mile, the Israeli wall
settlement/colony of Gilo, about a mileprevents residents from receiving health
from the top of the hill not far fromcare and emergency medical services. In
George's home.other areas, the barrier separates
The shrapnel that blew apart the wall offarmers from their olive groves which
George's bedroom read 'Made in USA ' andhave been their families' sole
was delivered via American made Apachelivelihood for generations." [Washington
helicopters.Report on Middle East Affairs, Page 43,
The second I saw George's eyes, in thatJan/Feb. 2007]
photo, my heart said "DO SOMETHING!"Dr. Diab and I had an appointment at the
What could I possibly do I wondered, butPalestinian Authority's compound, where
I did make a copy of the photo, put itArafat is now buried.
in a frame and placed it upon the altarWe met with Rafiq Husseini, chief of
[a bar high table] in the upper room ofstaff to President Abbas who informed
my home. Dozens of times a day, I stopus, "We have lost more than 1.1 million
and gaze into the eyes of that littlefruit-bearing trees in Palestinian
boy of Bethlehem and wonder what it willterritories. Trees are about food, the
take to end the insane cycle of violenceenvironment, and life. Ancient trees
in the Holy Land; which is inhave been demolished by tanks, and we
pieces-bantustans.thank the Olive Trees Foundation for
When I met George for the first time inPeace for addressing the need to replace
June 2005, I vowed to him that the restthem and rebuild the faith of our
of my life would be dedicated to doingpeople. Palestine has always been
all I could to help bring about the endtolerant to people of all religions. The
of the occupation of Palestine.Jews came here out of Spain along with
Of course I had no clue as to what Imany Arabs - and then came Zionism. When
would or could possibly do, or how muchone wants to take over another, war
of an 'impossible mission' I hadhappens. President Abbas is a very bad
promised a little child of Bethlehem.politician; he does not lie! He is ready
But, every morning I wake up and wonderto move on from the past. We have quit
what I can do today in the pursuit ofcrying over our losses; we must move on.
peace and justice; equal human rightsLive and let live is the motto of this
for all, for that is the only way Israeladministration. We can not carry on a
will ever be secure.battle; it must stop. Peace can only
A month after my first return home fromhappen with peace, not force. President
occupied territory, I put up my websiteAbbas has promised, 'We will do whatever
and became a civilian journalist; whichit takes to show the world we want
is best understood as one who goes outpeace.' We need America to help us. The
of their comfort zone to report for thebest thing would be for Americans to
benefit of we the people, without orderscome and see the truth of the situation
or censorship from editors or paychecksfor themselves. I encourage Americans to
from conglomerates.come and see the Wall; it has nothing to
The first civilian journalist may welldo with security, but everything to do
have been Rachel Corrie, the altruisticwith grabbing water and more land. When
young American and volunteer with ISMAmericans understand the real situation,
International Solidarity movement whothings will change for the better. The
was run over and killed by the weight ofhumiliation at the checkpoints is beyond
a Caterpillar bulldozer in Gaza in 2003,belief. It can drive anyone to
four days before America bombed Baghdad.desperation. We condemn all terrorism,
Rachel and other NONVIOLENT activistsbut resisting occupation is necessary."
had spent hours protesting against theAfter that meeting, Dr. Diab set off for
demolition of the home of a pharmacisthis home village in the Galilee and I
with five children in Gaza. The Corrieexplored Ramallah with a friend who was
family has sought but has yet to receiveborn and lives there. Just before
justice; an open Congressionalmidnight, my friend walked me through
investigation and admission ofthe checkpoint to where the cabs waited.
accountability by the CaterpillarI cringed when I saw the watchtower's
Company which continues to reap profitssmall window lit up, and I considered
from manufacturing products that furtherhow easy it would be to be shot at and
the military occupation of Palestine.never see it coming. The ground was
On February 7 2003, Rachel wrote:rocky, uneven, and littered with debris
"…no amount of reading, attendance atand the only light was from the moon.
conferences, documentary viewing andMy friend bargained with a cabbie in
word of mouth could have prepared me forArabic and I marveled that I, who hated
the reality of the situation here. Youto fly before 9/11 and with absolutely
just can't imagine it unless you see itno sense of direction at all, who only
- and even then you are always wellspeaks and understands English, was
aware that your experience of it is nottraveling alone through occupied
at all the reality…Nobody in my familyterritory without any fear at all.
has been shot, driving in their car, byAfter two weeks of traveling through
a rocket launcher from a tower at theIsrael Palestine with ten other
end of a major street in myAmericans connected with the OTFFP, I
hometown…When I leave for school orremained alone in Jerusalem for the
work I can be relatively certain thatfollowing three days and once again, my
there will not be a heavily armedlife was irrevocably changed.
soldier waiting…at a checkpoint withOn the third Tuesday in June of 2005-
the power to decide whether I can gosix days before I returned to the USA-
about my business, and whether I can getafter an excruciatingly painful day in
home again when I'm done…I am inHebron, I crossed paths with Vanunu for
Rafah: a city of about 140,000 people,the first time.
approximately 60% of whom are refugees -In April 2005, two months before my
many of whom are twice or three timesfirst trip to Jerusalem, I turned the TV
refugees. Today, as I walked on top ofon that had last been tuned onto the
the rubble where homes once stood,History channel. They were broadcasting
Egyptian soldiers called to me from thea show called, "Sexpionage" all about
other side of the border, 'Go! Go!'Russian female spies and one from the
because a tank was coming. And thenMossad.
waving and [asking] 'What's your name?'The very first clip that ran before my
"Something disturbing about thiseyes was of Vanunu being transported to
friendly curiosity. It reminded me ofhis closed door trial depicting his
how much, to some degree, we are allinspired move to write upon his palm:
kids curious about other kids. Egyptian"HIJACKED" and the Rome flight number he
kids shouting at strange women wanderinghad been on. That was followed by a clip
into the path of tanks. Palestinian kidsof Shimon Perez in 1986 stating that
shot from the tanks when they peak outIsrael would never be the first in the
from behind walls to see what's goingMid East to possess nuclear weapons.
on. International kids standing in frontThen, a black and white photo of a
of tanks with banners. Israeli kids inbearded, unkempt and disheveled Vanunu
the tanks anonymously - occasionallyfilled the TV screen and I thought his
shouting and also occasionally waving -eyes looked just like George's of Beit
many forced to be here, many justJala's, and again, I heard in my heart:
aggressive - shooting into the houses as"Do Something!"
we wander away…There is a great dealI did email Vanunu after that show to
of concern here about the "reoccupationthank him for what he had done in 1986
of Gaza". Gaza is reoccupied every dayand to let him know that I and nine
to various extents but I think the fearother Americans would be in his
is that the tanks will enter all theterritory in two months and we would
streets and remain here instead oflike to take him to dinner or lunch.
entering some of the streets and thenBut, just days before that trip, a
withdrawing after some hours or days toPalestinian American warned me not to
observe and shoot from the edges of thecontact Vanunu as Israel had denied him
communities. If people aren't alreadythe right to speak to not just foreign
thinking about the consequences of thismedia but also ordered him to not speak
war for the people of the entire regionto any foreigners at all.
then I hope you will start."[1]Only because a friend from Ramallah
It was the events of THAT DAY we call 9happened to be in Jerusalem on the third
11 topped off by President Bush's adviceTuesday in June 2005, and invited me out
a few days later to we the people thatto dinner, did I venture out again. I
we should all go shopping if we wantedhad no hunger for food after my day in
to help, that drove my curiosity toHebron but as we walked towards the Old
learn "about the consequences" of USACity and neared St. Georges Cathedral
foreign policy in the Middle East.where Vanunu had been living, I asked my
Being a Christian, I also was driven byfriend if he knew about Vanunu. He
the need to forgive, love and do good torecalled hearing about Vanunu's release
my 'enemies' that led me to connect withfrom prison in 2004, but he did not know
the interfaith non-profit OTFFP/OliveVanunu was a Christian who had grown up
Trees Foundation for Peace during thein an Orthodox Jewish home but rejected
summer of 2003.the faith at 14 years old.
I connected with the OTFFP after readingAs we entered the courtyard, Vanunu was
two oped's published in the Orlandoon his way out to a meeting and a few
Sentinel written by the Palestinianminutes difference and we would have
Muslim and American Jewish Co-Foundersmissed him completely.
of the OTFFP regarding the need for openInstead I was startled by his physical
dialogue that recognizes, respects andpresence, for I had imagined Vanunu to
empathizes with the pain of the other;be dark eyed and much taller than I at
for when that happens, anyone of good5'4". Vanunu is not much taller or
will, will be moved by compassion to doheavier than I, but what knocked me for
something to alleviate the pain of thea loop were his light green-blue eyes
other.that immediately reminded me of the eyes
The OTFFP organization united Americanof an old woman I met in 1998, who
and Israeli Jews, Christians and Muslimsirrevocably changed my life.
after THAT DAY we call 9/11 to literallyHer name was Bernice and I crossed paths
extend the olive branch of peace to allwith her for the first time just a few
the cousins in Father Abraham's familyweeks after I began visiting someone at
in Israel Palestine by providing thea local nursing home. As I walked down
funds to purchase fruit bearing trees onthe hallway, Bernice called out, "Help
both sides of The Wall. So far, 30,000me. Help me."
have been rooted.I had been a registered nurse for
After a few phone calls and emails totwenty-five years and when ever I hear
the OTFFP organization, I committed tosomeone ask for help, I am compelled to
attend a Sunday afternoon OTFFP meetingdo something, or at least try. All
in south Orlando following the finalBernice wanted was for me to change her
third of my first year of weekendposition, for she was completely
retreats for students in a two yearparalyzed. From a distance I thought her
formation program for Spiritualeyes were dark, but as I approached her,
Director's.I was startled at how light green-blue
During 2002-2003, I participated in athey were. That day was the beginning of
central Florida, Episcopal-Methodistmy now ten year nursing home ministry,
Formation Program for SD/Spiritualand although I have no clue what color
Director's/SD's. SD's are not counselorsJesus' eyes may have been, in that
or therapists, but are centered andmoment, I sensed/experienced the
prayerful people who have learned topresence of The Other; that mystery we
listen with their hearts to any othercall God, for lack of a better word.
speaking of their struggles with God.Crossing paths with Bernice was the
I knew going into the program that Ifirst time I had known a visceral,
would NOT be hanging out a shingle as anintuitive experience of the presence of
SD, I was drawn to be there for theGod within another. It happened for the
curriculum; studying the saints andsecond time in the courtyard of St.
various ways of prayer. That is alsoGeorge's Cathedral in 2005, during the
when I began to write creative spiritualchance crossing of paths with Vanunu,
literature.who inspired me to do something I had
But on a Sunday afternoon in the summernot yet imagined I would or could.
of 2003, after concluding my finalDuring our third meeting, while Vanunu
weekend retreat I attended my firstwas telling me about growing up in
OTFFP meeting and my life wasMarrakech, Morocco he asked me if I had
irrevocably changed, and it began thatever seen the "Dorothy Day" movie,
morning during a guided meditation."The Man who Knew Too Much" for the
The workshop leader instructed my classbeginning scenes were shot where he grew
to close our eyes and breathe deep andup.
slow as she invited us to enter into aHe meant to say Doris Day, but in that
long corridor with many closed doors;moment I realized my childhood dream of
and then, she went silent. Immediately,being Brenda Starr had matured, for
I imagined myself skipping, jumping,Vanunu's slip of the tongue was the
dancing and running past miles of closedcatalyst for me to begin to imagine
doors as I headed to the end of thatfollowing in the footsteps of Dorothy
long corridor. I was aware of, but notDay, the 20th century socialist
interested in any of the closed doors onmuckraker who became a Christian and a
my right and left. I headed straightvoice for the voiceless in her newspaper
ahead although it was a while before IThe Catholic Worker, which persists
saw the enormous cathedral sized doubletoday.
doors at the very end of the hallway. AsDorothy Day understood that, "Love is
I approached the wooden doors theynot the starving of whole populations.
slowly opened into the inner space and ILove is not the bombardment of open
could see trees and mountains. Aftercities. Love is not killing......Our
crossing the threshold, I realized Imanifesto is the Sermon on the Mount,
stood upon a mountain top and I couldwhich means that we will try to be
see for miles. There were people ofpeacemakers."
every color and creed, in diverse dressDuring my travels through occupied
and all were at rest and in peacefulPalestine and after listening with my
harmony under those trees.heart to the people who shared their
When the workshop leader interrupted mystories with me, I asked everyone, "How
reverie, I did not want to leave thatcan I help? What can I do to try to be a
mountain top. I also had no clue if Ipeacemaker?"
had a glimpse of heaven or a possibilityEveryone responded, "Tell our stories."
for this world, but as I was on my wayDorothy Day and Rachel Corrie told the
to meet some of the Olive Trees forstories of the oppressed. They both are
Peace people I thought that haddead, but as long as I can do something
something to do with my imaginativeand have breath, I too will tell the
meditation.stories as I try to be a peacemaker by
I was the first to arrive at Dr. Diab'sseeking justice; equal human rights for
home for the meeting, and on that Sundayall, and persist to hope for the best.
I was the only Christian in a roomMight you do something too.



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