It has not been an easy day, but then entering into anyone’s disputes is never easy or comfortable. We began with a visit to the Dheisheh Palestinian Refugee Camp in Bethlehem. We then moved on to the Efrata Israeli Settlement which is just outside Bethlehem. Then we concluded the day by visiting the National Holocaust Memorial and Museum, Yad Vashem. It is almost impossible to take in all of that.

Martyrs of the Dheisheh Camp
In both the Refugee Camp and the Settlement we met passionate men who told us the truth from their perspectives. The displaced Palestinians had a right to their land even though it was a full seventy years since they were forced to move as the State of Israel was first created. They were waiting for the restitution of what is rightly theirs. The settlers, on the other hand, knew that it was their God given right to be on this land. The international community may condemn them for their illegal act but they do not care. This land belonged to no one but them. They are here and here to stay we were told very clearly.

The calm beauty of the synagogue at Efrata Settlement
Then we saw what can happen when antisemitism becomes part of a distortion of a national psyche, becomes part of a political agenda. The horrors of the Holocaust are never diminished however many times you listen to the testimonies, however many times you see the piles of discarded shoes and the yellow stars waiting to be sewn on to clothing. It seems impossible that this happened in such recent history – yet it did.
Some one commented to me that it was like putting a frog in a kettle. Put the frog into boiling water and it will leap out; put it in tepid water and bring it slowly to the boil … it’s a famous metaphor for how we are sometimes unaware of what is creeping up on us, incrementally destroying, until you wake up and find that it is too late. Was that what it was like under the Nazi regime? I don’t know. What I do know is that whilst people speak about wanting peace their passions do not allow them to make peace, because peace will involve talking and ultimately compromise and recognising in some ways the rights of the other person, not just to have what they need, but to have a right to exist.
The Psalmist describes the problem so clearly.
Too long have I had my dwelling
among those who hate peace.
I am for peace;
but when I speak,
they are for war. (Psalm 120.6-7)
There were no winners among those we met today – but there were a great many losers. Standing in the Hall of Names in Yad Vashem I was overwhelmed by the images in the dome that surrounded me – all those lovely, innocent faces, and among them all those children. One and a half million Jewish children died as part of the six million Jews who were slaughtered in the Holocaust. Each of them was innocent. Palestinian children suffer every day and experience deprivations that they should never have to suffer. Each of them is innocent.

The faces of the innocent in the Hall of Names
The land may be disputed but our children must never be the victims of our disputes – yet all too often they are, and they pay the price for the rest of their lives.
Lord, may this Holy Land be truly holy,
for all its children.
Amen.
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