Easter will not be postponed this year. It will not wait until the war is over. It is precisely now, in our darkest hour, that resurrection finds us.

This year in Bethlehem, we are waiting for a hope that I am not sure I would even be able to believe in anymore, except that it does not entirely depend on us.

The al-Ahli Arab hospital was a sanctuary, a holy place, a home to hundreds of Palestinians; it's now in ruins as a result of the ongoing war in Gaza.

A tragic fire reminds us that sometimes the aftershocks of war feel even more cruel than war itself.

The story of how one Iraqi refugee preserved the memory of home through her art.

“The Swimmers” follows the now-famous story of the Mardini sisters, competitive swimmers who escaped the war in Syria in 2015, crossing the sea from Turkey to Greece on a rubber dinghy.

Today, in any given year, Taizé attracts tens of thousands of young people from around the world, who travel as pilgrims to this hilltop in France to meet one another, to sing and pray and to discuss what they feel are the most urgent issues of their time, from the climate emergency to refugees.

I refuse the logic that insists that, by saying the occupation must end, I am with the Palestinians and against the Israelis. There is a third place, which is not “for” or “against,” and that is the place of love, a love rooted in justice.

In this year, with the pilgrims gone and the holy places nearly empty, I set out to spend some time on the Mount of Olives to see what I can learn from the ancient trees.

Holy Family Hospital prides itself on welcoming every expectant mother, without taking into account religious background, nationality or the ability to pay.