It's been nearly 2 1/2 months since my beginning of many pilgrimages to the Holy Land. It took weeks for me to stop crying and mourning over being back here in the the US and not in Israel. I still feel as though I left a huge part of me there. I'm not the same person I was when I left, and I never will be. Yes, I've settled into my somewhat "usual" routine, but I'm now in the process of the exact meaning and purpose I am to fulfill for and IN Israel.

Returning to my campus with such zeal and committment to Israel and its protection, I found similar charisma, well....rare. Those around me, congregation members, others I thought were pro-Israel, all of a sudden didn't get the point. They questioned my reasoning for supporting and wanting to create a pro-Israel support group in my city. While it's been extremly diffucult to go forth with such plans; with God's grace and favor on me, I am soooo thankful to have met and befriended those Christians that understand the unspoken language of purpose and passion for Israel, that I traveled with this summer with Christians United for Israel.