Arrived in America to this yesterday. Protest for the refugees at the “passenger pickup”. Not the first time I’ve flown into what felt like a military zone, but still unusual here. But no one was being truculent or belligerent. Still, pretty intense to come home to a militarized airport.

   Still, got to talk to both protesters and local police over dunkin’ doughnuts—the doughnuts and coffee seemed to help facilitate open dialogue, on all sides—perhaps the church should consider doughnuts for communion these days. Still, it’s a lot to encounter while having acute jet lag-like landing in the news ( think i was actually in the news taking photos of it all yesterday).

     I lived in boston for years, and get along with NYC people really well, so that helped.

 Yet, riot gear is riot gear, and it’s unsettling when landing in a nation. Yet, Love always cast out fear!

   Glad to be home safe. Our times are intense. But so many opportunities to be truly human and bless one another with inner peace. I should start an airport ministry, human global crossroads interest me. Like a collective succoth where everyone is equally vulnerable, and in need of kindness in the eyes.

   Lot’s of great conversations with vulnerable people at the airports of the world these days.  I spoke with my regulars at that airport—shop keepers etc; they are all well, and not living in fear. But everyone is concerned, mostly for others. Good sign. Met some syrian friends at the cafe. Plus this older british couple sitting next to me at the diner made things much more cheery. They had seen a thing or two in life, and still had hope.

   Thinking this morning about the times of Saul and David as a lens for now. The whole story has many teachings for our times. More on that later! Praying to be like David in the tale, and for more David’s to emerge—those after God’s heart and ways! Of course, the people demanded a Saul, but God had a David in waiting! That’s hopeful also! Helpful little landing meditation.