It's Saturday morning, almost 10am in Jerusalem. I've never given too much importance to the "last" things in my life. I've always been of the belief that one should make the best of their situation all the time, not just at the "last" opportunity. Today does feel special though - our last Shabbat in Israel. Of course we'll be back. I do realize, however, that it will be a long time before I have a full year of no commitments or obligations on Saturday mornings. So how to spend this day? Many options have run through my head in the last 30 minutes. I could:
1) Go to synagogue
2) Ride my bike through the Jerusalem forest
3) Make a cup of tea and read my book on our patio
4) Play Shabbat music on my guitar
5) Take a moment to capture this moment in writing
So that's what I've chosen to do, option 5. I'm sitting at my computer, listening to the Orthodox Jews below our window greet one another on their way to synagogue. Children are playing, men are singing in the local synagogue, and I'm taking it all in. Jenny and I are part of this Shabbat landscape here in Israel. Today, whatever we choose to do, will be filled with love and a desire to simply fill ourselves one more time with the weekly taste of peace that is Shabbat in Jerusalem.
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