I love Jesus, too, don’t you?

Every year around this time I get a little nostalgic. What can I say? I’m a visual person and sometimes I wish the Muslims of America would take Eid decorations to the streets a little more like the Christians of America. Every Ramadan, I talk myself out of putting lights on our tree outside and…

Day 19: Journey to Hebron

We were greeted by a strange man today. You know the kind…the one that talks, sighs, and grunts to himself in the street and makes you want to walk the other way. The kind that will say anything to you without hesitation. The kind of crazy sage that speaks some truth amidst their chaos. He…