Seam Lines
A thoroughfare near St. George's Cathedral in East Jerusalem marks the green
line, the de facto border between Israel proper and the Palestinian West
Bank, the armistice line established in 1948 when Israel established its
state through war. I have heard it called the seam line: a seam between
the Palestinian neighborhoods of East Jerusalem and the Israeli
neighborhoods of West Jerusalem.
There are many seam lines here. Seam lines established
by individuals. Seam lines established by the Israeli Defense Forces. Seam
lines established by religious authorities. Seam lines established to keep
something out, or someone in. Seam lines of principle and conviction across
which someone will not go.
There are Israeli Jews living in Jerusalem who will not
live in a building owned by Palestinians before 1948 or 1967, when Israel
took over East Jerusalem, the West Bank, Gaza, and the Golan Heights. This
is their seam line.
There was a seam line on the night of 28 December when
the Israeli army invaded a private hospital in Hebron searching for the
alleged Palestinian killers of two Israeli off-duty soldiers, when they
would let no one enter or leave the hospital or get near it for over two
hours.
There is a seam line at the boundaries into Area A,
nominally under control of the Palestinian Authority, past which it is
illegal for Israeli citizens to pass.
There is a seam line called the Wall, snaking its way
through Bethlehem and much of the West Bank, shutting off Palestinian
commerce and travel, keeping Palestinian farmers from their land and
families from one another.
There is a seam line when people cannot hear one
another's stories and understand one another's pain.
On the Sunday after Christmas, we heard stories of the
Holy Family's flight to Egypt and the slaughter of the Holy Innocents. We
heard the words of the prophet Jeremiah: A voice was heard in Ramah,
wailing and loud lamentation, Rachel weeping for her children; she refused
to be consoled, because they are no more.
And the preacher, a Palestinian, said, "Rachel is still
crying. We are not listening."
May our seam lines be lines of principle and conviction
and not barriers. May they be the means by which we will truly hear
Rachel's weeping and work to bring about God's peace, compassion, and
justice.
31 December 2007
Hebron
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