"You are a Christian?" she asked me. "Nope" I replied. "You are a Jew then?"she urged. I smiled. "Nope." And the truth is I believe this: the answer lies in our hearts. There is One. And I feel this Presence so strongly, in the intricate archways and candle-burned paintings of the Church. I feel it at the Western Wall, the scribbled notes of hoping hearts and wet eyes, and I feel it in me, whether I am in these age old structures or walking along a well-worn shore. This is the hope that Jerusalem births. This is the Light it shines... if we would only choose to carry this torch....
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