Sometimes I am asked about countries where I have been. A frequent question is of which country where I have traveled which I like the most. My simplest answer is… “I have gone around the world in a single trip…and I have been to many countries in between over many years” … And then… “I have been to Israel!”
I did something I had not done before when I was traveling to Israel. I determined to write at least one poem per day while I was there. The poems and prose-poems in this mini-travelogue of sorts, is what I endeavored to preserve of my trip with others to that incredible place…God’s land. At most, what passed through my pencil is a small part of large things seen by my eyes, and which passed through my heart in those days. At best, these are a few precious drops to deposit in a very large and glorious river to come.
The glorious river will indeed come, but before that day, Israel will know pain unequaled in her history in the years since Abram first crossed the river into the Good Land of Promise (Genesis 12-14; Revelation 16; Isaiah 61, 65, 66; Revelation 21-22).