A poem written by the amazing Morgan E., presented durning our class reflection. She has graciously allowed me to repost it here. Enjoy!
In which the eighth plague returns, profiling occurs, and Andrew learns about filming rules in Security Zones
There’s a particular kind of community born of shared sunburns and sweat. It sounds like breathless conversations between the labored inhalations of a hiker. It feels…
“Let me tell you what is, in my opinion, the central problem of human…
By Andrew Olson
After a solemn stay in Bethlehem filled with charming local friends from Bethlehem Bible College, five shekel falafel, and graciously hospitable homestay families, we set course for West Jerusalem, the less archaic half of the city. Arriving to the Abraham Hostel…
Written 1/19/17
[Note Wifi’s having trouble uploading pictures so this posts features the one picture that would load]
As we reassemble on the “other side,” (as the Jordanian’s call it) and settle into our…
