For Zion's Sake: Tour 2006

For Zion's sake I will not keep silent,
And for Jerusalem's sake I will not keep quiet...
Isaiah 62:1

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Help Support Victims of Terror
On our tour, we met with representatives of Hands of Mercy, a broad-based, Israeli Non-Profit Organization serving as an 'outreach' expression of compassion and support to the many individuals and families now suffering from the tragic events of terror, violence, and war. Won't you, please, give to help these victims and their families?
Help Fight Back Against Terror
On our tour, we were also privileged to hear from the director of Shurat HaDin - Israel Law Center, a legal rights institute based in Israel dedicated to providing legal representation and resources for the numerous courtroom struggles which are being waged in the Israeli, American and European courts on behalf of the Jewish State. Striking at the terrorists where they are most vulnerable, in the funding, the Israel Law Center needs your help to continue this expensive, yet effective struggle.
Rachel the Poetess
Sunday, June 25
The first site we visited was the the Kinneret Cemetery where many of the great Zionists are buried. Perhaps none was greater, in a way, than Rachel the Poetess.

There is no agreement on her last name, (Blubshtain? Blaustein? Bluwstein?) but it does not matter. The Hebrew on her grave simply says Rachel.

Rachel was a Zionist in a time when being a Zionist was a silly dream. She came from Russia to Eretz-Israel in 1809, when it was still the Ottoman province of Palestine. She moved to the Kibbutz Kinneret on the shores of what is called in English the Sea of Galilee. She lived there for only a few years, falling in love with the land, its vistas, and the people.

Because she so dearly loved the soil, she was convinced to go to Toulouse, France, to study agronomy and drawing in 1913. Unfortunately, World War I broke out, and she was unable to return to her home. Instead, she returned to Russia where she worked teaching with Jewish refugee children. It was there she caught the tuberculosis which would eventually kill her.

When she did finally return to what was now the British Mandate for Palestine, supposedly intended for the establishment of a national home for the Jewish people, she was not allowed to return to the kibbutz on the shores she loved, nor could she work with children, as tuberculosis was considered a highly contagious, always fatal disease.

Although Rachel died unwed and childless on April 16, 1931, at the age of 41, her poetry survived her and still inspires many. It is among the most popular poetry in a nation of poets and songwriters.

One poem, which our guide read to us, is translated as follows:
The Childless One

Would that I had a little boy,
A wise lad, and with raven locks,
To take him by the hand, and walk
Slowly upon the garden-walks.
And 'Uri' would I call my son,
A delicate name, and full of joy,
A name that is a sunbeam - such
The name of my small winsome boy.
Yet shall I grow bitter, like Mother Rachel...
Yet shall I pray, like Hannah in Shiloh...
Yet shall I wait
For him.

Her wish was to be buried in the Kinneret cemetery in a grave overlooking the Sea of Galilee. This was granted. The spot is beautiful and has become a place of pilgrimage, the stones quietly marking the respect of visitors.

Rachel's poetry, and what it meant to our guide and the Israeli people colored my visit.

It is easy as Americans to bring a lot of baggage to Israel, to think we know how things should run and operate, what the politicians should do, or what their response to various provocations should be. It is harder to listen and share the soul of the people.
To Die Young

To die young, to die,
No, I did not want.
No, I did not want.
I loved the warm sun,
The light, the song, the sparkle of your eyes.
And I did not want the devastation of war.
No, I did not want.
No, I did not want.

But if I am destined to live today
In bloodshed and lack of peace,
I will say: "Blessed is G-d, and he has the right
To give me life and to take it away,
On this land, my land, the land of my birthright."

To die young, to die...

This is the heart of the Israeli people I love.
posted by Christopher at 10:21 PM  
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Yad La'Shiryon
On 12 June, we went to Yad La'Shiryon, the armored corps memorial site and museum at Latrun.

Jerry, Neil, Anna, & Suzy enjoy the comfort only armor can provide...Many of the adults ran like kids over the decommisioned tanks on display. Shlomo, our guide, was surprised. I guess for Americans these are like big toys. For Israelis, these are memorials.

David Pride has a great site showing the armored fighting vehicles on display and giving descriptions of them.

We also saw a video of the dedication of the complex.

One of the most important things we saw there was the Wall of Names, displaying the names of the fallen soldiers from the War of Independence and up to this very day. Every Israeli knows someone on that wall or their family. Shlomo showed us the name of a classmate of his, who had grown up on the same Kibbutz, and died during the Sinai campaign.

To our sorrow, we noted the empty tablets at the end. As much as we wanted to hope, as much as every Israeli wants to hope, that this list will not grow, we know it will.
posted by Christopher at 8:50 PM  
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An Unbelieveable Journey
45 Americans - Orthodox Jews, Messianic Jews, Christians, and others - toured Israel from June 4 through June 20, 2006, from the Golan to Be'er Sheva, from Tel Aviv to the Dead Sea, from Hevron to Jerusalem. This site will hold pictures, memories, impressions, lessons learned, and more. Come along with us, and leave your comments as we journey.
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Christopher Coleman was born in the US but raised in Central Africa, specifically what was Zaire and is now the Congo, again. As an adult, Christopher learned of his Jewish heritage, which had been hidden for generations. He also began searching for the Jewish roots of his Christian faith, and eventually joined Adat Yeshua Messianic Congregation. Although a long time student, and sometimes victim, of foreign affairs and US foreign policy, Christopher assumed there was no point in speaking out until the events of September 11, 2001, made keeping silent impossible. Later that year, he was invited to join Jerry Feldman as co-host of For Zion's Sake, which eventually led to the creation of the For Zion's Sake Blog.

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