Road to Damascus still a place for conversions

She turned to the translator for help. “I accept your apology,” she said quietly. “I accept your love.” Then she put her arms around me, kissed me firmly on the cheek, put her head on my shoulder and began to cry. And so did I.
[Joan Chittister's column from http://ncrcafe.org/node/677]
Road to Damascus still a place for conversions
by Joan Chittister, OSB
The day our small delegation from the Woman’s Global Peace Initiative arrived in Syria, CNN ran a ticker tape news flash announcing that a “huge storm was swirling around the tip of Saturn.” I smiled at the sight of it. Frankly, I was more concerned about the huge political storm in Syria. Saturn, I figured would take care of itself. Syria, I wasn’t sure.