Pack your bags, please please please. The pain tears at our hearts - that is what it is to be a Jew. To feel, to the core of your being, the agony of a Jew, no matter where. All Shabbat, we held you in our prayers, in our hearts, desperate to hear of a miracle; deeply saddened that two had been murdered; terrified that even as we were praying more would have died. There are a thousand reasons why moving to Israel is hard - the economy, leaving behind roots that have grown over centuries, the comfort of speaking the language of your birth, even if it isnt really the language of your fathers. Grandparents, elderly parents, relatives that cant come now and may never leave. Jobs, homes, stores, a thousand reasons to stay and but one major one to leave - the time has come. The clouds of death were gathering over Europe in 1939, but it was easy to deny them and almost impossible to convince the heart of what the brain was fearing. The clouds will pass, dont they always? And now - impossible. The ashes, the gas, the marches, the ghettos, those days are gone...
Posted on: Tue, 13 Jan 2015 04:27:02 +0000
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