a sermon the wall gave me

thick air in the old city today, last days of ramadan.
something in the air,
cant quite put my finger on it.

we went to pray to the wall.
also to show it to karoliina, who is visiting us from finland.

there praying and staring at the wall and the people praying besides it
I thought how much hope the jews must place to that pile of rocks.
and then in contrary how much hope does God place on us,
the living stones. he has placed Jesus, the hope of glory in us.
that we could be the sign of hope to these.

and I like the white dove sitting in a crack of the wall.
Ive seen it everytime Ive been there.