Walking for Peace Photo-story 25 (Arriving in Jerusalem)

On a rainy December 24, 2002, we arrived at the old city walls of Jerusalem, bringing to an end our unforgettable 5000-kilometre walk for peace. 

As with all great journeys, it was never about the destination but the way there; and that way was marvelous, revealing many truths and wisdoms, and leaving us with profound questions to ponder. 

On that magical night, we would learn that the blockade on Bethlehem was lifted, and so we joined the multitudes of pilgrims from around the world celebrating Christmas there. 

Walking for Peace Photo-Story 8 (Angels at Christmas)

It was Christmas Eve, and we were both missing our families. We had finally arrived in Coriano, after being lost in the mountains for several hours, and were longing to rest. 

As had become our custom, we asked the local priest for help, and accepted the church hall that he offered us. That day, however, as we were explaining our needs, a friendly-looking couple was listening in, and eagerly began speaking with the priest. It clearly pertained to us because they kept looking over at us, but I couldn’t understand their rapid-fire Italian. The priest finally said, “benne, benne,” before leading them into his office and closing the door. 

When they came out again, the couple said the words that would forever be etched in my memory: “Please, we would like you to stay in our home this Christmas Eve.” 

Our hosts, Seraphino and Loretta, brought us back to their place, and made us feel a welcome and honored part of their family. Their love and generosity was beyond anything we could have imagined. 

We may have been far from our own families, but that night, we felt as if we had come home. 

Thank you, Seraphino and Loretta, our Christmas angels.