Update from Israel


We weren’t here when the sirens wailed on Shabbos. We, with my seminary, went away to Moshav Matityahu, a mostly American closed community somewhat like a kibbutz, but without the communist ideology and specialized industry.

My best friends were here, though. And they heard the siren for the first time. Jerusalem heard it for the first time since the Gulf War, and many people didn’t know what to do. Was it a mess up? The Shabbos siren had just wailed fifteen minutes previous to announce the start of the holiday. Where should they go? How long to stay?

Lessons learned quickly in times of war.

But it’s strange, because in Jerusalem, at least where we live in Har Nof, it doesn’t really feel like a war. We’re closed, in our small neighborhood, we have buses that are safe, and we don’t hear the wail of sirens every few minutes like they do in the South. We think constantly about Jonathan’s aunts and uncles and cousins who were called into the army, who are mobilizing on the border of Gaza waiting for further commands. We cried when we heard about the three people who died in Kiryat Malachi, we say tehillim (psalms) and daven every day for the safety of the Jewish people in Israel, and all over the world.

On Shabbos, Jerusalem got a tiny nibble of what it must feel like for citizens closer to the “danger areas.” We unlocked our Miklat (bomb shelter), made sure we knew what to do, and discussed what we would do if we weren’t together at a time when the siren started to wail.

Over the past few days, I’ve thought about a lot, but mostly — what is it like to be at war with a country that doesn’t exist? What is it like to be at war with a group of people that don’t believe that you have a right to exist? With a people that have so little regard for the sanctity of life, even of their own people, that they haphazardly aim missiles at crowded cities and celebrate when they hit the fields of people who share their culture? The answer is, it’s terrifying. Much more for Jonathan’s family and the Israelis and Arabs (and Bedouins) that live in the South; for the people that have less than 30 seconds to get themselves into a bomb shelter before they hear the boom, and usually have to stay there all night.

But, we have the best army in the world, and one video can illustrate that fact to the utmost. In this video, which was shot today – Israel bombs (from an airplane) a rocket launch center located next to a mosque, and hits it with surgical precision. You can see the shrapnel flying from the rockets, the black smoke caused by the detonation of the explosives, and the mosque – which remains unharmed. Would any other army in the world even bother with this kind of precision?

We’re safe — I’m going to update as much as I can to keep everyone informed, but really, our lives haven’t changed much. We’re staying low, keeping out of crowded areas (not for fear of rockets, but for fear of demonstrations), and avoiding buses that go through Arab neighborhoods, which are most likely to be stoned. Please keep Israel in your prayers.

As usual, here’s some food for thought.

Spare Us the Pieties on Gaza

Say what you want about Dennis Prager – his politics, his beliefs; he hit the nail right on the head with this one.

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