The unmistakable sound of jets roared very close to our guest house - in a no fly zone. "Probably F-16s," our friend said. Again and again they soared overhead. We ran up spiral steps to the roof, we could hear them rumbling in the distance, but there was nothing in the low lying clouds above the Mediterranean. Later, military helicopters passed. "As long as we don't hear the sirens, it's okay. Something's going on, we'll find out about it tomorrow."
"Pray for the peace of Jerusalem..." Psalm 122:6.
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