Four years ago today I arrived in Israel and Palestine for the very first time. Embarking on a 2 and a half week journey with youth from my synod, I had no idea what was in store for me here. I find it poignant for me that this anniversary comes near the end of my YAGM year. It is reminding me of my immediate sense of call to the Palestinian people and how passionate I was upon returning to the States. At the end of this year, I'm aware that I'm tired and ready to go home. Will that passion for humanity and zeal for peace resurface itself once I return home again? After spending those first two weeks in the Holy Land, I felt like I knew the situation well, and that I could advocate on the Palestinian's behalf perfectly. After spending an entire year in the Holy Land, I realize that I know nothing, and that this situation is far more complicated than I made it out to be four years ago. Will I have the energy and patience to advocate when I return this time? I don't really know what to expect from myself so to all those waiting anxiously for my return home: hang in there, it might be a bumpy road. All I can say is that four years ago I never expected I would be where I am today. Hopefully in another four years, I will be able to say the same thing as I let God lead me on my next journey.

Just over 3 weeks left here!