Going to the Western Wailing Wall was one of the highlights of my visit to Israel. Precious souls stood at the wall for hours, rocking their heads against its stony surface. We waited patiently and carefully worked our way through the mass of people standing in the area. As I stood next to the wall placing prayer requests from friends and family in its crevices, I looked to my right and noticed a young girl with her small hand resting up on the wall. Her fingers would curl and then unfold as she pressed her forehead to the wall reciting prayers. My heart melted within me at the faith in this ritual of a people we are embracing as family. The image of this young girl's hand on the wall remains etched in my heart. Prior to our standing at the wall, our guide told us it was not considered a holy place. Well, it's holy now because we have been there! And your prayers are there, too, as an act of faith and connecting with God and our Israel family. Praise His Holy Name!
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