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Sabbath in the Holy Land

The Sabbath has descended on the Holy Land Seven million Jews ‘midst a miracle in sand Tonight all look to the sky to spot missiles aimed at the heart of God’s eye

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I Am Anaya

Date: 4/13/2024 3:18:00 PM

In dreams I walk through the desert sands, the Holy lands, longing to encounter Jesus. A vision, cinematic, once upon a time, He hangs from the cross, red robe about His loins, the cross deeply implanted in the arid beach sand. Shalom, my friend. The beach is all I knew. Perhaps the Holy Land will now be rendered ever elusive. I'm watching! ~Anaya

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/13/2024 7:48:00 PM

Keep watching, Anaya, and please pray for the peace of Jerusalem. Thanks, gw

Regina Elliott

Date: 4/13/2024 8:20:00 AM

A powerful and poignant poem, Gershon. Continuing prayers for Israel, God's nation. Blessed are her people, to Israel Be the victory. Shalom, good friend. ~

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/13/2024 7:42:00 PM

Thank you for your steadfast support, Regina. Faith and Strength, Gershon

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 4/13/2024 5:52:00 AM

this poem left me breathless, especially 'missiles aimed at the heart of God's eye.'

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/13/2024 7:39:00 PM

Appreciate your letting me know, Sara. A million thanks, Gershon