Posted: 12 September 2011
Whenever I think of and echo the words of Hadassah in chapter 8 verse vii, I cannot help but feel a pang in my heart, as if something is crushing it.
As a choleric person, though it is not my dominant temperament, I am usually unemotional with a lot of things. I take things as a matter of fact. But it’s a different story when it comes to the Philippines and Israel. Concerns regarding these nations go beyond my soul. They hit my spirit.
Even a simple thought about Israel and its people moves me to tears, as if there is a great longing in my heart for Israel. I do have a longing; I long to come to Israel and celebrate the Feast of Tabernacles.
I sometimes wonder which nation weigh more in my heart. I think I know the answer, but I choose to remain silent.
For how can I endure to see the evil that will come upon my people?
Or how can I endure to see the destruction of my kindred?
One day, when the Lord Jesus returns, I shall find out why this great passion is in my heart since I was a child and close to my adolescence.
Perhaps I already know. I just have to confirm.
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