This past Shabbat was deemed The Captives’ Shabbat, inspired by the verse
in our weekly Torah portion, Vayeshev, chapter 37, verse 16, where Yosef
states, My brothers I seek. When I entered the synagogue Friday night I was
struck by two things.
At every seat was a placard bearing the name of one of the captives and a
brief description of them. Mine was Zachi Eden, the son of Dvora who was
kidnapped from his home in Nahal Gaza. He’s married with three children and a soccer
fan.
Leading the prayers was my youngest son who, along with his unit, was
released from service last week and we were privileged to host him and his
family for Shabbat. There are no bounds to my gratitude.
Yet, as part of me shed tears of thankfulness to have him back another part
cried for all the mothers whose children are still not home. I’ve added Eden to
my prayer list. We cannot any of forget them. Rather, we must storm the media
and the gates of prayer to bring them home.
All of them.
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