The Forgotten Faithful

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26 May, 2009 04:31:00 <author/ashraf/.htm>Don Belt - nationalgeographic

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Followers of Jesus for nearly 2,000 years, native 
Christians today are disappearing from the land where their faith was born.

Easter in Jerusalem is not for the faint of 
heart. The Old City, livid and chaotic in the 
calmest of times, seems to come completely 
unhinged in the days leading up to the holiday. 
By the tens of thousands, Christians from all 
over the world pour in like a conquering horde, 
surging down the Via Dolorosa's narrow streets 
and ancient alleyways, seeking communion in the 
cold stones or some glimmer, perhaps, of the 
agonies Jesus endured in his final hours. Every 
face on Earth seems to float through the streets 
during Easter, every possible combination of eye 
and hair and skin color, every costume and style 
of dress, from blue-black African Christians in 
eye-popping dashikis to pale Finnish Christians 
dressed as Jesus with a bloody crown of thorns to 
American Christians in sneakers and "I [heart] 
Israel" caps, clearly stoked for the battle of Armageddon.

They come because this is where Christianity 
began. Here in Jerusalem and on lands nearby are 
the stony hills where Jesus walked and taught and 
died­and later, where his followers prayed and 
bled and battled over what his teaching would 
become. Huddled alongside Jewish converts in the 
caves of Palestine and Syria, Arabs were among 
the first to be persecuted for the new faith, and 
the first to be called Christians. It was here in 
the Levant­a geographical area including 
present-day Syria, Lebanon, Jordan, Israel, and 
the Palestinian territories­that hundreds of 
churches and monasteries were built after 
Constantine, emperor of Rome, legalized 
Christianity in 313 and declared his Levantine 
provinces holy land. Even after Arab Muslims 
conquered the region in 638, it remained predominantly Christian.

Ironically, it was during the Crusades 
(1095-1291) that Arab Christians, slaughtered 
along with Muslims by the crusaders and caught in 
the cross fire between Islam and the Christian 
West, began a long, steady retreat into the 
minority. Today native Christians in the Levant 
are the envoys of a forgotten world, bearing the 
fierce and hunted spirit of the early church. 
Their communities, composed of various Orthodox, 
Catholic, and Protestant sects, have dwindled in 
the past century from a quarter to about 8 
percent of the population as the current 
generation leaves for economic reasons, to escape 
the region's violence, or because they have 
relatives in the West who help them emigrate. 
Their departure, sadly, deprives the Levant of 
some of its best educated and most politically 
moderate citizens­the people these societies can 
least afford to lose. And so, for Jerusalem's 
Arab Christians, there is a giddiness during 
Easter, as if, after a long and lonely ordeal, 
much needed reinforcements have arrived.

In a small apartment on the outskirts of the 
city, a young Palestinian Christian couple I will 
call Lisa and Mark are preparing to enter the 
fray. Lisa, still in jeans and a T-shirt, is 
struggling to get their 18-month-old daughter, 
Nadia, into a white Easter dress. Mark, in his 
pajamas, is trying without success to prevent 
their three-year-old son, Nate, whose mood 
ricochets between Spiderman and Attila the Hun, 
from trashing the brand new pants-and-vest outfit 
they've wrestled him into­or the TV, or the 
painting of child Jesus on the wall, or the vase 
of flowers on the table. Mark, a big, hot-running 
guy, grimaces in exasperation. It's eight o'clock 
on a chilly morning in March, and he's already 
sweating profusely. Yet it's Easter, a time of 
optimism and hope, and a special one at that.

This is the first Easter, ever, that Mark has 
been allowed to spend with the family in 
Jerusalem. He is from Bethlehem, in the West 
Bank, so his identity papers are from the 
Palestinian Authority; he needs a permit from 
Israel to visit. Lisa, whose family lives in the 
Old City, holds an Israeli ID. So although 
they've been married for five years and rent this 
apartment in the Jerusalem suburbs, under Israeli 
law they can't reside under the same roof. Mark 
lives with his parents in Bethlehem, which is six 
miles away but might as well be a hundred, lying 
on the far side of an Israeli checkpoint and the 
24-foot-high concrete barrier known as the Wall.

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