Sunday, February 11, 2024
A Major Miracle
This picture hung on my grandparents’ wall for most of
their married life, first in Germany and then in America. Now it hangs on mine
in Israel. As an adult, I wonder what they thought when they looked at the
Kotel. Did they ever envision going there themselves or was that a pipedream too
extraordinary to even visualize? Could they ever have imagined they would have
a granddaughter who would be able to pray there?
This past Friday morning my husband and I made the drive to
Jerusalem. Thankful for our car, the full tank of gas, smooth traffic, and a
good parking place, we met most of our children and their families at the
Kotel. We were three generations together celebrating our almost-thirteen-year-old
grandson putting on tefillin for the first time.
I’m sure my grandparents would have considered it a major
miracle. I know I do. And I know that the Almighty is making miracles every
day. He will continue to do so until the most major miracles of all- the defeat
of evil and the rebuilding of the Holy Temple in Jerusalem. May that come speedily,
along with the return of the hostages, the soldiers, the injured, and the evacuees,
all safe in body and in spirit.
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