shavuot

I had a great time this Shavuot, as I spent it on the Northern Front. I had wanted to do a learning program with the youth group I'm working at - but that didn't work out... I was told "maybe next year"...yeah, maybe.


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In other news, my computer is not working right now, and I can not sign into blogger from my roommates computer (i have no clue why...) so don't expect any posts real soon (I'm using the Northern Front computer now)

Weird Week

Today has been a great ending to an otherwise pretty awful week.

g'night ya'll :)


Artist/Band: Atkins Rodney
Lyrics for Song: If You're Going Through Hell


Well you know those times
When you feel like there's a sign there on your back
Says I don't mind if ya kick me
Seems like everybody has
Things go from bad to worse
You'd think they can't get worse than that
And then they do

You step off the straight and narrow
And you don't know where you are
Use the needle of your compass
To sew up your broken heart
Ask directions from a genie
In a bottle of Jim Beam
And she lies to you
That's when you learn the truth

If you're going through hell
Keep on going, don't slow down
If you're scared, don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there

Well I been deep down in that darkness
I been down to my last match
Felt a hundred different demons
Breathing fire down my back
And I knew that if I stumbled
I'd fall right into the trap that they were laying, yeah

But the good news
Is there's angels everywhere out on the street
Holding out a hand to pull you back up on your feet
The one's that you've been dragginig for so long
You're on your knees
You maight as well be praying
Guess what I'm saying

Ever think how sad it would be if you're in the same situation you're in now...in 10 years?

The Color Of Seasons

The first year after I made aliyah (moved to Israel) I was so impressed with the flags. Leading up to independance day the flags were not only out on the public buildings, but on most private porchesn and hanging from window, and hardly a car went by which wasn't proudly waving a least one blue-and-white flags. My second year as an Israeli the pride in the blue & white was not nearly as evident. Blue and orange were the colors of the moment, and you had to pick a side. Last year things were not much better, it wasn't as much a blue orange conflict as it was people were still too hurt to fly the flag of a country they blamed for so much. We're in the middle of the independance celebrations now, and I am happy to say the streets have once again been filled with blue and white. I don't think the pain is gone, and I don't think people have just moved on - but hardly a car goes by which isn't widely waving at least one blue-and-white, and the private apartment building are once again littered with flags being flown from porches and windows.

Moment of panic

I've been on busses the day after busses have blown up, I've walked around town and seen debris from bombings left over, I've spent time in neighborhoods being shelled and so it came as a shock to me when I felt a panicked. My class was starting and the teacher asked for the door to be closed. I looked at the closed door, looked at the windows (a story above ground level) and I started being bombarded with thoughts relating to the Virginia Tech shooting - can I jump out?! What would happen if someone came in with a gun! I'm sitting in the inside of a row! As these thoughts and others were attacking my thoughts a funny thing happened. A guy with a gun did walk in. I immidately breathed a sigh of relief and then laughed at myself, about 1/4 of my class packs heat...