We did it! We got our seven
children, their spouses and children, my husband and me all in one picture.
Okay, it wasn’t a great picture. Some of the grandchildren made faces. Others
were half hidden by taller relatives. Still, I was thankful to have a picture
of all of us together.
All of us! My eyes keep returning to
the refrigerator door where the photo hangs. As I study the dear faces I can’t
help thinking of several verses from the Pesach Haggadah.
And it is this that has stood by our
fathers and us. For not only one has risen against us to annihilate us, but in
every generation they rise against us to annihilate us. But the Holy One,
Blessed be He, rescues us from their hand.
courtesy of timesofisrael.com |
In 1937, at the age of seventeen, my
father fled Nazi Germany. Thanks to a well-to-do uncle in America, and of
course, Divine intervention, he and his family were among the privileged who
had a country to flee to. My father was blessed with a good life, a loving
wife, and one child, me. It couldn’t have been easy for him when I moved
halfway around the world to live in the Land of Israel but he tried to be
supportive.
In his later years my father crossed
the ocean three times to attend the weddings of three of his grandchildren. He spent
the last year of his life living with us in Israel. During that year he merited
knowing four great-grandchildren. Since his death all of his grandchildren have
married. Hashem blessed us with a number of additional grandchildren. Hence the
crowded family picture and my father’s revenge on the Nazis.
My father’s story is not unique.
Just as it says in the Haggadah in every generation they rise up against us.
But they never succeed in totally annihilating us. The picture on my
refrigerator bears witness to the truth of that statement.
As Pesach nears my heart is full of
many prayers. I pray that this will be the year that when we say Next year
in Jeruslaem it will truly happen and all the Jews will come home. I pray
that when we open the door for Eliayhu the Prophet he will herald the coming of
the Moshiach. More than anything else, I pray that this will be the year that
our enemies will give up trying to annihilate us and we will truly have peace.
2 comments:
Didn't I take that photo of your family on a Friday before Shabbat?
That was erev Shabbat Holomod Sukkot when my father was still alive and living with us. We were about half the size then....
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