22
August 2024
Another
communication from Erella and the Villages Group. She is a Jew and has spent
years visiting the Palestinian villages on the West Bank supporting families
and especially young people during the conflict there. Let Erella speak for me
today. The truth is horrifying but the faith of Ehud, a fellow Jew, is remarkable.
The Hebrew name Ehud means ‘love’ or ‘united’.
On June 26, 2024, five houses in Umm al-Khair were
demolished. This week, Wednesday August 14th, the village was demolished again.
Now tents were destroyed - erected instead of the demolished houses, tents that
had been erected so people would have a place to spend the night and find some
shade during the searing day.
We were in the South Hebron Hills that day, planning
to visit Eid and Ne’me whose home was demolished on June 26th. In the
morning before we drove out, I called to finalize our visiting hours with Ne’me.
She said there were bulldozers near the village and it was as yet unclear where
they were headed.
An hour later it was already clear. We were still on
our way and knew that we wouldn’t make it because when this ‘holy’
work is performed, the army closes all entrances and exits. See the video that
was taken while the demolition work went on.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?
We
arrived after everything was over. The silence of a shock known ahead of time
filled the village, the demolishers were already gone, the journalists not
yet there. I stood near A. under a
temporary tarpaulin. After the silence of those who have already run out of
words, A. said: “What a large army force they brought just to destroy some
tents, how low can one go?” I nodded in agreement. Silence again. Only an
understanding look.
A. asks:
“Are you Jewish?” That is what my ID says, I answer. “They too are Jewish. But
your God is not the same as theirs.” I told him that when Ehud drove Gazan
workers from Sderot to the West Bank during the week after October 7th, one of
them told him that his own God and the God of those who committed the slaughter
are not the same.
‘But your God and mine are
the same.’ he said, breathed deeply, and joined his pals for their noon prayer.
For a long while I accompanied him through my tears which helped loosen some of
that viscous darkness.’
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