Israel and Hamas have agreed to a ceasefire with the release of 33 hostages. These rounds are scheduled to begin on Sunday (tomorrow).
This ceasefire is far from perfect and trading hostages for prisoners (terrorists) is deplorable. But we have a chance to bring more of our people home, and Israel is taking it. If it were my daughter or sister or husband or friend... I would do my best to flip the world upside down to bring them home.
Meanwhile... today, while walking my two daughters over to my mom's house for a morning visit I felt the most disturbing rumbling.
The rumbling got louder and I could feel my insides reverberate. The silent air was cut by a ripping sound so raw that I grabbed my girls hands tighter and started panickedly searching the sky. I was two house from my mom. Outside on the sidewalk. Exposed. A small park to my right with the hills of Judea sprawling in the background. Bethlehem on the top of the left hill, Jerusalem on the right.
I shushed the girls straining to hear a siren or boom.
Boom in the distance.
Faint sirens too.
I scurried us to my mom's debating if I should go directly to a safe room or not.
It was closer than home.
Just then, Debra sent a message from Jerusalem asking if everyone is ok.
My heart was pounding in my throat. Being out in the road, alone with my girls during a missile attack is definitely among my top 5 fears this past year.
So now as we pray for the lives of the hostages both coming home and being kept in tunnels underground... We also turn our focus south again towards the Houthis in Yemin and their ballistic missiles.
Remember this is a ceasefire, not a peace treaty.
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