May 22, 2016 Dear Family and Friends, It’s 6:00 a.m. on Trinity Sunday and I hear the church bells of Nazareth asserting themselves over the sound of traffic outside my window. That is their job, I suppose. Sunday is a regular workday in Israel, but the Christians in Nazareth take the day off for worship. Well, the bells ring, calling them in. Some respond, some sleep in, and some head for the beach, I imagine. For my part, I have begun the day thanking God for the opportunity for another dig season in Israel. Gratitude has become my fundamental attitude here. The early crew arrived in Israel without much incident: only one suitcase stayed behind in Philadelphia. But if the suitcase is yours I guess that qualifies as much incident. In any case, it has found its way to its owner, minus a few items that I assume a TSA agent though would make good gifts. At the Galilee Hotel in Nazareth we were greeted with Muslim and Christian hugs, ha