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At its heart, the Christmas story is about the arrival of a new era.

In the Christian narrative, Jesus was born in Nazareth in Palestine to herald a new kingdom on earth in which love and justice would prevail. It would bring true peace in which all are participants.

Christmas is a time to celebrate these possibilities…but on Palestine we’re still waiting.

We’re waiting for new ideas of living together to replace the old, in which one people claimed supremacy and sought to replace another people. For the new to arrive the old must pass.

Zionism is “the old.” There are two ways to think about replacing it. One is confronting it and exposing what it’s become. The other—our primary role given that we live in society imbued even subconsciously with values that privilege Israeli Jewish lives—is to challenge and educate ourselves.

Several years ago, resolved by the murder of George Floyd to “do something,” I took the Episcopal Church’s Sacred Ground course on racism in America, racism that subconsciously imbued our society, privileging the lives of Whites above others. The course was an awakening, but its primary lesson was that our most important action is not to “do something” outwardly, such as social action, but to invite change inwardly, transforming ourselves.  

Soon after October 7—when it was already clear that Israel’s response would exceed its typical (racist-framed) “mowing the grass” military operations but before “genocide” was the widely understood description of its actions in Gaza—I attended a public, interfaith discussion of Antisemitism and Islamophobia at a nearby synagogue.

Like many, I was puzzling over the relationship of Zionism and Judaism and saw that critics of Israeli actions sought to distinguish the two. A supremacist, land-claiming ideology that elevated the state as an end and envisioned clearing indigenous people as a means is vastly different from a religion that reveres God and God’s teachings, and that recognizes the value of human life is so great that each person is a universe in itself.

Yet when I framed my question to the rabbi, on the panel to discuss Antisemitism—asking whether she recognized that critics of Israel distinguish Zionism from Judaism to prevent antisemitism–she rebuked my question as an affront to her Judaism, in effect insisting that Zionism could not be questioned.  

Her defensiveness didn’t prove my point, though the distinction between faith and political ideology is manifestly obvious. But it highlighted something more broadly important about the Palestine-Israel struggle centering on the narrative: what is the meaning of what is happening—why and what are the moral lessons? –and most importantly, who can narrate.

The struggle inside Israel-Palestine—and in the region immediately beyond that’s within reach of Israel’s U.S.-provided combat weaponry–is mostly decided by force and by facts on the ground: military dominance, ethnic cleansing, and settlement expansion. But it’s the moral struggle over the narrative and who controls it—a debate that takes place mostly outside Palestine-Israel–that will decide the content and character of the new era.

And our first responsibility in this advent time is self-transformation.

This picture is from Puerto Rico in early December and was taken in Luis Munoz Rivera park. LMR was a poet and struggler for Puerto Rican autonomy from Spain.


What a year! Seven months ago we were meeting new runners and training up for a new Iqraa season. And now it’s time for our annual holiday commemoration of the running year on Saturday at Mama Ayesha’s.

The idea of going to the theater for our team celebration may seem unorthodox but the coauthor of this play is Najla Said—Edward’s daughter—who also performs, along with her long-time Jewish friend, Judith Sloan. Najla’s aunt, Grace Said, who now lives in Beirut, is promoting the play.

“I struggled…

to reconcile the beautiful, comforting, loving world

 of my home, culture, and family

 with the supposed ‘barbaric’ and ‘backward’ place and society

 others perceived it to be”

~Najla Said


I slept and dreamt that life was joy.

I awoke and saw that life was service.

I acted and behold, service was joy.

~ Rabindranath Tagore

Friends, we have so much to be grateful for, though it’s difficult to enjoy in the context of the Gaza genocide and the daily attacks against Palestinians in the West Bank.

But we are not helpless. “I am master of my fate…captain of my soul,” William Henley said (Invictus).

  •  We are responsible for countering injustice however we can. This is not optional—it’s our moral responsibility.

Historically, in the early days of a crisis generated through oppression by the powerful against the marginalized, we–those seeking justice—are by definition the weaker party.

  •  Rallying moral power and transforming it into the material strength needed to reverse oppression and injustice takes time. Time to convince others, to gain traction and momentum, to sway our political leaders and institutions.

There’s no guarantee of success. But the oppressed inherently have a key moral advantage in defending the marginalized and advocating for justice.

  • In this time of weakness when we feel alone, our strength comes from our faith in our Divine and our conviction in justice–enacted by focusing our efforts around our moral advantage.

Thankfulness comes from the knowledge of serving a just cause with friends and comrades who share this belief in justice. Alhamdulillah.

Happy Thanksgiving!


Now, please think of fundraising one last time this year—and thanks to our runners who’re taking a final shot at providing 35 university scholarships this year. We’ve raised just over $30,000, approximately 30 scholarships. We’re close and a couple of sizable donations are on the way.

For anyone waiting for the right moment to make your fundraising push: the time is Now. Palestine—the people, the land, the truth that everyone is equal—needs our support.

  • If you need a sign, Palestinian Christians released their Kairos II statement on November 14, 16 years after Kairos I. Whereas Kairos I called out Israel’s occupation as a sin against God and humanity, Kairos II names what’s happening in Palestine as genocide and ethnic cleansing conducted by a settler-colonial enterprise: Kairos II  
  • Kairos is a Greek word with the meaning (spiritually) of “an opportune time” or “the right time.”

Education truly makes a difference. Let’s test that assertion: in your own experience, what degrees and learning experiences could you subtract without losing your identity and profession?

  • For Palestinians, education is an opportunity for bettering themselves and their communities, for rebuilding, and for articulating their existence and their rights. Education is the foundation for resisting oppression and elimination.

And yes, our contribution makes a difference. Any one of us can provide a Palestinian with a university scholarship—the tuition for one year, for approximately $1000. We don’t expect that, but simply to do what’s sustainable, whether (for our runners) to ask your friends for donations or to contribute yourself.

Thanks to all who have contributed! Here’s where you can give on our Iqraa page on the UPA website:  Iqraa-UPA Partnership.


My Mother Once Said

I will recognize you by your voice,

by your prayers

for me and for the martyrs.

I will not lose my way in the darkness,

for the fires of their hatred

have lit up the sky.

Oh, mother,

You lied, mother,

You lied for me and to yourself,

And for a homeland you loved.

But no one loved us,

Oh, mother,

No one loved us,

Except God.

~Nour Khalil AbuShammala, June 2024

Nour is the daughter of Khalil, one of three central figures in No Way But Forward by Brian Barber, a story of 3 Palestinian men and their families in Gaza over a 45-year period. (https://bkbarber.com/books/)  

  •  As Iqraa 21 highlighted, through its focus on Brian’s book, education is central to Palestinian identity. Nour’s writing—essays and poetry—reflect this.

Education is both a central part of the Palestinian dream and a cherished and hard-earned resource of the Palestinian people. The wealth of Palestinian human capital—derived from education–is the foundation of Palestine’s eventual liberation.

  • As Nour said (The Electronic Intifada (TEI), 21 February 2024), “I studied law for four years and trained for two years…A week before this genocide started, I passed the bar exam. I was hoping to pursue a master’s degree in international humanitarian law before the occupation destroyed my life, dreams and hopes…Despite all our blood, wounds, pain, all I want is my homeland and my home.”

Nour’s young life reflects her love for education; she has been able to make her voice heard in the West largely because of it. She earned a law degree from Al Azhar University in Gaza university in 2021 and has worked for the Palestinian Centre for Human Rights in Gaza, which monitors and documents the practices of Israeli military forces in Gaza and the West Bank, according to its website. In addition, Nour has published poems and essays in a variety of Western media, e.g. Nour in LA Times.

As Nour says (TEI), “Stop this war before you kill our hope. Stop it and return us to our homes, because we deserve a decent life. Or, return us to our homes and kill us there, as I don’t want to die in a tent.”

Both poems in this Iqraa message appeared in No Way But Forward, and were made available to Brian by Nour’s proud father, Khalil.

The Land Fights, Too

The earth yields its fruits,

Defying siege and hunger,

Defying the occupation.

Tomatoes sprout,

Peppers and eggplants,

Despite cut-off water,

Despite forbidden shells.

Mint and basil’s fragrance wafts,

The scent of homeland

In The land of peace.

Despite the tents’ heat,

Children’s displacement,

The loss of dreams,

The earth yields its fruits,

Feeding its children,

North and south,

Refusing starvation.

The earth brings forth vegetables,

And fruits,

Watered by martyrs’ blood.

It fights with its soil,

Holding warriors’ remnants,

Steadfast in death,

Defying forces,

Defying weapons.

Our people plant,

And eat from our land’s soil.

The earth fights side by side,

With its sea, with its brave resisters.

It grows patience,

Quelling children’s hunger,

Silencing mothers’ tears,

Easing men’s burdens.

Only in Gaza,

The earth fights with its people.

~Nour Khalil AbuShammala, July 2024

They will recognize us by our voice. 



I lift up my eyes to the hills;

from where is my help to come?

Though appropriate for our times, these lines from Psalm 121 were read Tuesday morning at the memorial service for a friend who died suddenly. Tracy Dieter had a good life of 70 years but deserved much more; she gladly gave so much of her life to service.

Although the answer to the Psalm’s question is “the Lord,” it’s the social justice activists here on earth, like Tracy, who make prophecy into reality through their right action, to paraphrase my priest, Sari Ateek.  

Tracy Chapman Dieter wasn’t a celebrity, nor a person of extraordinary affluence or talent. In a city characterized by power, she was the girl next door, who I knew only because we served together on a diocesan Holy Land Committee that met at the Washington National Cathedral, and via Zoom.

Tracy served the National Cathedral in various roles for more than 20 years, but it still was extraordinary to see this national jewel of the Episcopal Church—host to 22,500 visitors a month—closed for the funeral of a layperson.

It was also extraordinary that Tracy helped the Episcopal Church organize four Christian-Muslim summits, hosted in Washington, Beirut, Rome, and Tehran, with clerics from Sunni, Shia, Catholic, Episcopalian, and other denominations. Extraordinary in the breadth of religion and spirituality—the inclusiveness—this encompasses.  

  •  As Tracy often said, “Love to you all. No exceptions.”

For those who knew Tracy, the homily was apt, highlighting her extraordinary dedication to the cause of Palestine and the wellbeing of Palestinians. Why Palestine, it’s fair to ask. There seem to be 3 key factors.

  • The physical connection may’ve come through pilgrimage, as Tracy helped organize several pilgrimages to Palestine. Being in the land and with the people is often life changing.
  • An additional dynamic comes with the radical insistence—“radical” in a Zionist world where Israeli Jewish lives are thought more precious—that Palestinians must be included if everyone is equal. Radical equality is extraordinary because it’s less often practiced than preached.  
  • And omnipresent in every discussion on Palestine-Israel is the battle to speak the truth in a Zionist world. If this sounds like conspiracy theorism, try insisting throughout your day that all people are equal, and that policies must reflect that Palestinians are equal to Jews.  

Staying the course in the face of these obstacles is part of what made Tracy extraordinary.

The memorial also featured a hymn that reflected another extraordinary aspect of Tracy, her joy in service:

Jerusalem, my happy home, when shall I come to thee?

When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see?

…Our Lady sings Magnificat with tune surpassing sweet,

and blessed martyrs’ harmony doth ring in every street.

Jerusalem, Jerusalem, God grant that I may see

thine endless joy, and of the same partaker ever be!

Not surprisingly, the First Lesson read at Tracy’s memorial was Isaiah’s call to lift the oppressed and marginalized:

“…the Lord has anointed me; he has sent me to bring good news to the oppressed, to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and release to the prisoners…”

The thing that makes social justice activism at the grassroots level extraordinary is its ease of replication and magnification. That’s the power of the dedicated ordinary, the girl next door. This is our call…Let’s Go!

Episcopal funerals close with a note of humility accompanied by hope—reminiscent of the Islamic phrase, “Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un” (from Allah we come, to Allah we return).

  • “So did you ordain when you created me, saying ‘You are dust, and to dust you shall return.’…yet even at the grave we make our song: Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.“

Alleluia for the girl next door; let us be so inspired by her right actions that we too act.


What a weekend for the Marine Corps Marathon’s 50th race!

Nick rented an RV for Camp Rosslyn for the first time since the pandemic, and his kids Nicole and Louis stayed over with him and joined us for the traditional pre-race lunch at Filomena’s in Georgetown. Bill, Cathy, and Reza were the Iqraa reps among 10 Marathon Charity Cooperation runners—including MCM Ambassador Nick—in a field of 35,000 MCM runners. 

How’d we do?

  • Bill said he felt “like hell” afterward but genuinely appreciated completing his first marathon. Bill’s girls took pride in dad’s feat and crushed some Camp Rosslyn pizza.
  • Cathy, our veteran, finished in the top 12 percent of her age group. Simply amazing!
  • Reza, another first-timer, ran a 4:15, making it look effortless, according to Doug–and still had the presence to give Doug’s cramped calves a massage after the race.  
  • In broader MCC news, we have two centurions, as Nick—running every step with Doug–completed his 102d marathon, and Prasad—pacing with Sundar—finished his 100th and hosted a party at Avenel afterward!
  • And MCC runners Chris (limited training due to health), Raja (ageless wonder), and Samir (diligent with training) ran solo marathon efforts that demonstrated typical marathon tenacity through the finish line.

One of my favorite sayings is Nick’s gem: “Every marathon finish is a victory!”

Hey…and keep an eye out for Peter on Nov 29, when he runs the National Capital Region marathon. Send pix, Peter!

Friends, that victory comes with the bittersweet realization that another MCC training year is complete. But there’s a bit more to go in the Iqraa year.

  • Several of us are still out here trying to make a difference by raising funds for a brighter Palestine. Be one of ‘em!
  • This year we’ve raised more than $29,000; I’m confident we’ll surpass $30,000. But it’s important to smash it because every $1000 is tuition for roughly one more scholarship.
    • Will we help 30 Palestinians or 35? Can we help 40 students complete a university education? Let’s GOOO!!
  • And when we’re finished, our annual holiday party will kick off with dinner at Mama Ayesha on Dec 13. Put it on your calendar!

Now, here’s a sample post-race outreach letter to spark ideas—and an opportunity to share the story of my own race last month…

Dear Iqraa friends,

I’m happy to provide an after-action report from my Sept 28 Sprint distance triathlon in Rock Hall MD that’s almost entirely positive. Rock Hall is a 2-hour drive but the farmland and Bay country of the Eastern shore are idyllic.

The Waterman’s triathlon starts with an open-water swim in the little harbor at Rock Hall, with water temperatures a cool but pleasant 73F. Most athletes wore tri suits like mine, unifying a biking short with a durable tank top that zips in the front.

  • At the start, some 300 plus athletes leapt from the pier into the Bay, two by two, and swam past a couple of big yellow buoys and to the exit pier 750 meters away, clambered up a ladder and ran head down (the mole-sighted athletes without glasses who have to focus on every footfall) along a wooden pier, across a street, and into the grassy transition area.
    • Including a mild jelly fish burn—not as hot as wasabi—the swim was my reveille.  
  • I pulled on my shoes, Iqraa shirt, and biking helmet and trotted my bike out of the transition area to the “bike mount” line. From there, it was a 15-mile near-sprint through town, into the farmland to the north along Tolchester Rd, and around a rectangular course back into town.
    • The early forecast that weekend was for rain, so I brought my slower but more stable hybrid Trek, and found myself passed with regularity by legitimate racing bikes. Some mild discomfort in my hamstring, from sitting on it; shifted in my seat periodically.
  • The 5K run was a slog, as the bike leg always leaves me feeling stiff, with an unrequited desire to loosen back up. I’d planned to do a 4:1 (run:walk) minute ratio, but in the excitement of the race decided to run until I felt any pain in my hamstring.

Those are the facts of the race, but I registered a range of feelings from one leg to the next, and there’s a lot of time to process emotion. First thoughts were of apprehension: the water temperature and whether I might aggravate my hamstring.

  •  The swim was exhilarating, and brought out the edge that competitors want: how hard could I push myself? I hadn’t felt this eagerness in a long time.
    • We’ve all engaged in a pursuit we consider our forté, yet with reservations about our physical and emotional limitations. It’s thrilling to feel the confidence to go for it.   
  • The bike highlighted the inadequacy of my hybrid compared to racing bikes… but effort’s not bound to any platform. Pushing hard feels good whether you’re riding a donkey or a racehorse.
    • The emotion accompanying this bike effort, the longest leg—was increasingly a venting: a healthy expulsion of frustration and anger. Rather than stewing in thoughts about the politicization of our government and the silence of many—and criminalization by this Administration—toward those who highlight the equality of Palestinians, every turn of the wheel became a blow against injustice. If only it were so easy!
  • The run raised a new more practical frustration: the inability to shake that bike-induced woodenness in my legs and find freedom in an unfettered stride.
  • This is the runner’s high, not endorphins.
    • It soon became a battle of emotional attrition: on one hand, anticipation of relief as the meters grind down—though the long straightaway before the final turn toward the finish line created a demoralizing illusion of endlessness—on the other, fatigue is mounting.
    • This struggle was an appropriate metaphor for seeking equality for Palestinians, centered on the right and the ability to become educated. Education inevitably brings forward progress…except in an environment choked by oppression.
    • In the twilight throes of a run for a brighter Palestine (our slogan), grappling with the desire for exit and relief can feel shameful: the Palestinians we support have no exit other than true equality. Despite its universality in theory, equality is not given freely.

And now my race is done but our struggle for equality through education is not.

As you know, Iqraa partners with United Palestinian Appeal, which oversees and implements the funds we raise for education. UPA is a 501(c)3 charitable organization founded in 1978 that’s earned the maximum 4-star rating from Charity Navigator.

  •  To provide educational opportunities to Palestinians who can’t or don’t want to leave their homes in Palestine and Jordan, you can contribute at my Iqraa page or write a check payable to United Palestinian Appeal (UPA) with Iqraa/Kirk in the Memo line. Please send it to me or to UPA at 1330 New Hampshire Ave NW (Suite 104), Washington DC 20036.

Thank you to all who’ve contributed…I appreciate you and I’m very grateful for your support of this cause!

Last week/this week. Last Saturday at Camp Rosslyn, Bill, Cathy, Reza, and I ran or walked 3 miles along the MCM course. Next up are the Winter Runs, which Nick usually sends an email for on Thu/Fri each week.  

My greatest wish for this group is to see you all again regularly, Running for a brighter Palestine!


First, thanks again to Bill for hosting last Saturday, and with a nice variety of savory and sweet.

  • Iqraa hosted 8 runs this year, plus an aid station at the MCC 20-mile training run. All possible, thanks to the generosity of Basel, Basma, Bill, Cathy, Shobi, Siva, and me!

And now it’s MCM week: challenge accepted by Cathy, Bill, and Reza!

And some MCM day thoughts from a bird’s eye:

  • Gratitude. We’re blessed in so many ways to enjoy the physical and emotional freedom to run. Most people for a variety of reasons can’t dream of what you’ll do this weekend.
  • ·        Enjoyment. If you’re looking for a PR, go for it! But don’t let that stand in the way of taking in the experience and enjoying the return on your investment in the training program.  
  • ·        Goodness. Use your run for good. Running for a brighter Palestine makes the miles meaningful. Palestinians need our support more than ever.

Friends, the training year is ending. We hope you’ll stay for the Winter Runs—let me know to sign you up. It’s a more informal program: free miles, no frills.  

  •  In December we’ll have an Iqraa dinner at Mama Ayesha’s; keep an eye out for the date.

Even so, we keep Palestine in mind and in our prayers.

  •   Don’t ever feel discouraged. If you take action, you’re making a difference.  

There’s much you can do to help. The links below are just a small part of what you can do:

  •  The Arab American Institute organizes Arab-Americans into an effective constituency for all aspects of civil life. Arab American Institute (aaiusa.org)
  • ·        The Council on American Islamic Relations, founded to advance Muslim civil rights in America. https://www.cair.com/
  • ·        Churches for Middle East Peace is a collective of more than 30 national-level churches that promotes conflict resolution, especially on Israel-Palestine. https://cmep.org/
  • ·        Jewish Voice for Peace, the world’s largest Jewish organization supporting Palestine (with all their hearts, I’d add). https://www.jewishvoiceforpeace.org/
  • ·        Providing resources to the US-based Palestine solidarity movement, US Campaign for Palestinian Rightshttps://uscpr.org/
  • ·        Palestine Legal protects the civil and constitutional rights of those supporting Palestinian rights. https://palestinelegal.org/
  • ·        United Palestinian Appeal empowers Palestinians in health, education, community, and socioeconomic development. https://upaconnect.org/
  • ·        Iqraa, Running for a brighter Palestine since 2008 (share with friends). https://iqraadc.org/
    • We’ve raised more than $28,000 and need your contribution to surpass $30,000—30 scholarships: UPA Team Iqraa 2025

Last week/this week. Last Saturday at Candy Cane City, Bill, Cathy, Peter, Reza, Basel, and I ran or walked 8 miles. This Saturday at Camp Rosslyn, we’ll do our last organized run together in 2025.

My greatest wish for this group is to see you all again regularly, running for a brighter Palestine!



First, thanks to Bill for stepping up to host this Saturday. Iqraa hosts 8 runs during every MCC training year, so the support our runners and volunteers provide is crucial to this commitment. It’s one of our requirements as a partner of the Marathon Charity Cooperation.

Second, a public service announcement in support of Cathy, who’s moderating Brian Barber’s book talk on Oct 22 at the Bethesda public library. Please see the attached flyer for more info.

  •  Btw, Barber’s book, No Way But Forward, was featured in Iqraa 21 for its great insight into Gaza life before genocide and because it illustrated repeatedly how important education is to Palestinians.

Friends, this is our penultimate 2025 training run together; the Iqraa messages will taper too. But if you love running with this group, never fear: the Winter runs start soon—let me know if you want your email added—at metro area venues chosen by Nick, with mileage chosen by you.  

Kirk



First, thanks again to Basma for hosting last Saturday, along with help from Shobi and her cousin, Siva. Your manaqeesh was a big hit…latheeth!

And apologies to Bilal, who shared his Park Half photo with me—it’s a great action shot—and I forgot to share it (see attached) last week.

And now, thinking of a potential ceasefire, this poem is from Mosab Abu Toha. It appears to be from 2024 but is certainly topical.

Can we take a rest?
Maybe die for a few
months or years
and wake up when the poem
is complete,
when the flowers in our
garden start to grow,
their scent luring
the sparrows into visiting
our house,
our house that’s now
a small forest of rubble.

~Mosab Abu Toha

The main message this week is race prep, as we approach some of our runners’ races, e.g. Marine Corps Marathon (Cathy, Bill, Reza) and National Capital Region race (Peter).

This is not preparation through training, though al-hamdulillah so many of you have kept up with that diligently for months. These are a few things you can do for an extra edge on race day…

  •  Study the course, so you know what to expect. This will help visualize the race too, often a step toward success. You can drive it ahead of race day, run portions, or study a map for familiarity.  
  • Rest up. A big part of race day prep is tapering and resting. The training plan incorporates tapering, and it’s up to us individually to rest, including adequate sleep.
  • Hydrate and eat healthy. We expend a lot of fluids in the exertion of a race, so hydrate well in advance. Consider tips like avoiding dairy in pre-race meals because it causes the secretion of mucus, which can impede breathing.
  • Plan ahead for race day weather and consider whether you’ll need cold or wet weather gear.
  • Goal-making. Consider various race day objectives—typically time goals but also fun-meter–and be flexible to the requirements of weather, esp heat, and other factors.
  • “Hard times” mantra. Think of a simple but powerful mantra–that you can match your gait to–for the tough times, e.g. “take.. this.. hill” or “don’t.. slow.. down.”
  • Pre-race outreach. Make sure to let your supporters know how your training is going and why you’re running for Iqraa. Ask them for their support and promise a post-race follow-up.
  • What else? We all have unique needs for a big event. What else is on your list?

Extra, Extra! Here are couple of race prep articles from the MCC website:

Last week/this week. Last Saturday at Carderock, Basma, Cathy, Bill, Reza, Jorge, Alejo, and me, and (not pictured) Mazen and Peter, ran or walked for a brighter Palestine. Great job, marathoners, with your 20-mile training runs! This Saturday at Columbia Island Marina, the marathon trainees will run 12 miles, while half-marathoners have optional miles.

Whatever happens with a Gaza ceasefire, Palestinians must have a place at the table after the genocide ends and must be treated as equals.  



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