It has been three years since October 7th, 2023. Three years since we awoke that morning to the sound of sirens and missile interceptions in the sky above us. Our house shook as the explosions grew louder. Disoriented, we tried to make sense of what was happening. There was no bomb shelter we could reach in time. Then the news began streaming in of unthinkable horrors. Women, children, men, and elderly were kidnapped. Families were marked by devastation and violence. Young people attending a...

I sipped on my tea and watched the light reflecting off the Sea of Galilee from the couch where I’d parked myself. My husband and I were...

Some may hesitate to speak out on this topic since it's an especially touchy subject within the believing community. My goal in sharing...