Genevieve at Feminine Genius has a thoughtful reflection on Barbara Nicholosi’s Jerusalem travelogue:
Jerusalem is an icon of the bride—no doubt bereft without the groom and weeping over the disinterest of their own offspring. Jesus wept over her while there, He took a lash to her temple, and was rejected by her temple priests. She in turn stands as mother of many wayward children as well as the few who take the narrow road of truth. And those roads twist and turn like the alleys Barb followed, maddening and yet having once borne the God-man, sowing the seed for our very life.
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