I spent my last night in Beit Jala at Ashraf and Sabreen’s… “Teta” (means grandma in Arabic) was still trying to finish the things Emma ordered from her for me to take…What a beautiful work, but it was so much for her…she went to bed after 3am and got up really early… I told her it would be better for her to finish with more time and send it by mail to Emma, and she got convinced…I'm sure Emma would tell her the same... It was too much still to finish and her back was hurting already… they know someone who have permission to go to Jerusalem so they can send it by mail…
It was a bit sad to leave them… “Sido” ( means dad in Arabic) said the house would be empty now we’re all gone… and he really meant it… But I’m sure Christian will not give much chance for the house to feel empty ☺ He’s a hyper kid, never runs out of battery ☺
I can't really explain why, but for two times on the bus I felt like crying while observing those people...
JUSTICE... it was the prayer that was coming to my heart...
Bring Your Justice to this place God !!!
Bring Your Freedom and Your Peace !!!
I was ready to get on the road and go to the airport… I was going with DYHAN (the Israeli guy from "All Nations Cafe") coz Maren gave him her return ticket as she went with the Caravan back to Germany… I couldn’t wait to see them too… we were going to meet them in LUENENBURG at the “WAGENBURG” for Jonathan and Lyna’s birthday… Also a gathering for all of us who met in Israel (except Emma who couldn’t come ☹)…
I was a bit curious about the airport coz I knew they would ask a bunch of questions and I could have had problems if they had any suspicion I was in Palestine… I even heard there was people who missed the flight because they interrogated them for more then 3 hours (and of course they didn’t pay them another flight)…
If they suspect of anything they can take us to a room to get undressed, look all our things, etc…
So I was just praying that they would not want to search my things…even though I tried not to have anything they could find… I even took all my pictures from my laptop and put them on disks…
But Thank God it was ok… being with Dyhan helped a lot coz he’s Israeli and we were interrogated together… They still searched my bags with funny machines and put all this security tickets everywhere, but they didn’t open anything, not even my laptop as I saw them doing to another guy…
pfiu !!! Thank you God ☺
Finally, going back… but not yet to Portugal !!!
We arrived in Dusseldorf and felt really welcomed by Mathias (Maren’s brother), Jo and Sven… There was also a Brazilian guy, Rodrigo, who came from Portugal to buy a van … Really nice welcoming… We went to Mathias house and next day we started to hitch-hike to Luenenburg…
It was hard to get out of Dusseldorf, but we got nice rides till we were 80Km from their place (we were about 400Km away)… it was dark and people were not going that direction anymore…But thank God Pale went to pick us up ☺
As we get there we got awake ☺ !!! It was so nice to meet everyone again… Even Bastian, the volunteer we met in the Land was there (it was weird to be together in germany though)…
The place was just amazing and the atmosphere was perfect !!!
The 4 ones who made the trip back with the "miracle" van ... a hand of aplause to these guys :-)...
Thank you God ☺ … What a trip !!! What a journey !!!
Thanks to all those who made it possible !!! Those who gave rides, those who gave money, those who host us in their houses, those who shared their stories, those who fed us, those who prayed for us , those who made us laugh, those who advised or encouraged us, those who loved us, etc… Thank you all !!!
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I'm so excited about your journey. i haven't had the glory to read it all yet, but soon. We are on ethe move too, a new place God has promised us. It's in a rough neighborhood here in the city, but we are extremely close to friends....just one house away! This is how we live in community for this season. Yay GOD!
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