How beautiful is a smile on a face that has known pain, and how beautiful is a heart overflowing with joy for a heart awaiting the helping hands of its brothers! Today, a bridge rose over the chasm of separation. It was not a bridge of cement and iron, but a bridge of hands extended in kindness, and hearts that embody all the meaning of humanity. In the village of Batnaya, where the wounds of time run deep, law students arrived carrying something more precious than books: they carried seeds of love, watered with tears of joy, and from them sprouted [Read More]