Everything in Lebanon seems to have two sides, a bit like my hometown of Elkhart.
The convent in whose guest rooms we are staying is simple and beautiful (chapel door)…
…yet so complex (books in the library in Arabic, French, and English).
Downtown Beirut is beautiful…
…yet fraught with turmoil (because the government won’t pick up the trash). Yes, I chose to just sneak the picture in passing. Why risk his displeasure?
I am trying to…
- Make every second count
- Overcome the absurdities of jet lag (desperately hoping to fall asleep before 2 am)
- Avoid ethnocentrism. I didn’t think I would be one of those “close-minded people”… But I find an occasional alarming desire to hear good English, or have a cup of coffee bigger than a thimble, or have other people think like me, as if the American way is somehow more “right”. It’s such a sneaky problem; we are so arrogant.
- Very thankful for my guides-turned-friends Kevin and Rosetta:
- And I hope to drink in each moment of beauty as well. Thanking God for this opportunity…. And I pray for the focus, energy, and wisdom to make good use of it.
Good night!
1 thought on “Day 4, Skyscrapers and Soldiers”
wow what a place! definately not the Mennonite hubs of which some of us are quite fond,right? Will you get used to the time change in time to come back home and have more jet lag? (ugh) The convent sounds like an interesting place to stay! ~S