One of the good things about “having a priest” on a pilgrimage is that you get to celebrate Mass every day. One of the good things about “being a priest” on pilgrimage is that I get to celebrate Mass every day, each time at a site that was significant in the life of Jesus or is significant to the local Catholics today, and thus are significant to us.
The color was green when I concelebrated with Father Ibrahim, the parish priest of Beit Jala (Bethlehem) and Father Faysal, the General Director of the Latin Patriarchate Schools of Palestine and Israel.
At Capernaum along the Sea of Galilee we celebrated in red, in honor of the Apostles Peter and Andrew.
In the olive grove of the Cremisan Valley, Father Ibrahim and I wore white vestments.
In the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, if we had been on Mount Calvary, I would have worn red. But since we had Mass at the Holy Tomb, the color was Easter white.
At the Milk Grotto shrine in Bethlehem the color was, well, you can see for yourself.
With Open Doors 
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