When I asked Dave to pose for this picture, we had just walked through the beautiful, wooded area of Tel Dan, Israel. Whenever I remember that day, two memories come immediately to mind: Dave sitting here at the "city gates," as the elders of a city would do; and the scene that played out a short time later: us touring the remnants of a high place and turning to stare at Lebanon in the distance. Our tour guide, Ronnie Cohen, told us, "See that Lebanese village in the distance? Likely, there are eyes looking right back at you."
The border between Lebanon and Israel is fluid today. Rockets disregard such things. And every time I watch the news or read the Jerusalem Post, I see images of places I love, places I can recall with no effort at all.
Our friends are there, living in a war zone. I'm asking for your prayers. Please pray for Steve and Pat Apple, the pastor and pastor's wife of Calvary Chapel Tel Aviv. Pray for Ronnie Cohen and his wife, transplants from New Jersey. Pray, too, for our dear Israeli friends, Hananya and Devorah. They're in Netanya, north of Tel Aviv ... and closer to Lebanon.
And while you're praying, remember Israel itself. Nothing has changed since God called her the apple of His eye. Nothing has changed since He promised to bless those who bless her and curse those who curse her. His plan for this nation will unfold in His timing. His protection of His people will astound all those who see.
May we see it soon.