But about a month ago, we all stood in tears and supplications, we dared to face - and with tears, as if we only cry for our father, we shouted and begged: "Remember us for life, O King, who desires life, write us in the book of life.".
Our intention, clearly our intention, and our request was from the bottom of our hearts. But if we had known, if we had predicted what would happen here before our eyes and through the routine of our lives in just a month's time, if they had told us that within a few weeks we would go from bereavement to bereavement and suffer harm to our citizens, terrible and greater in magnitude than that of Protective Edge before the ground entry, for example.
If only we were able to understand then that an Arab terrorist devoid of intelligence and life would race a motorized iron vehicle straight into a three-month-old baby's stroller and kill an entire family, a baby, and a father and mother who instantly reverted to a terrifying status of thirteen years of barrenness of 'considered dead,' and the following week in the same despicable act we would sacrifice to the altar a holy and pure yeshiva student, the son of saints.
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The hand is still not digesting and is already commanded to write about the murder of two more Israelis, also religious, with the sharpness of a knife, when their pure blood spilled like water on the streets of Kirya, as if asking the Creator of the world to "look," look at the blood of your sons who are pre-empting the sanctification of your name, only for the crime of being Jews, the sons of the king.
It is almost certain that if the future were before us, the gates of heaven would be torn open and with a hoarse voice we would triple and quadruple our requests for life over and over again, a prayer from a crushed and broken heart. But we did not know, and it was natural that we would not know. The prayer for life, like the prayer for the most important thing, is found and placed in the essence of a person's heart, where from the depths of the heart and from the marrow of the bones, a constant prayer for life and peace emerges, not for death and sorrow.
But now, and there is no dispute about this, we are deeper and deeper into a new intifada, after which who will be the one to judge? Some dispute the concept and prefer not to use this scary word 'intifada' - let them enjoy it, but what is happening here cannot be reduced to any other word, just as 'Protective Edge' at the time was suffocated to death in the funny costume called 'Operation'.
The month of terror is not over yet and has already been marked as a month of terror and murderous attacks, with the common denominator of all being the 'symptom of the lone attacker' and there is no control over this, not even for those who hold themselves out as the most powerful army in the world. Terrorism is hitting us hard, in Jerusalem, Judea and even in Tel Aviv, the very fabric of Israeli society.
What is this big storm about?
But the question that arises is difficult and unbearable. As with any change and as with any moment of danger, it is our duty to stop and 'do some thinking', to stop and observe what and why this storm is in our streets. It is clear to us, and so the halakha also said, that since it is known that Esau hated Jacob, and since forever the hatred and lust for our murderers have simmered in the hearts of the sons of Ishmael, there is nothing new in this. But the campaign of killing and murder that has recently begun has led to allegations and torture regarding the desecration of the holy place and the desecration of the Al-Aqsa Mosque, according to them.
Some may say, "So what?" A murderer is a murderer, a murderer, and there is no substance to their claim, and they are right. When a despicable son of Ishmael takes the life of a Jew, regardless of his religion, for death or life. There is no room for any claim of any kind that would justify this criminal act. But what can be done? The data, oh the data, point to unequivocal provocation among nations, which has resulted in severe and ugly incitement against the Jewish public in Israel and around the world, which inevitably led to the current period, the period of the Third Intifada.
Let us leave aside for a moment the fateful question of whether entry to the Temple Mount is permitted or prohibited. Let us leave aside for a moment the prohibition of cutting the donkey's head, which is similar to eating and drinking on Yom Kippur and eating leaven on Passover, and let us leave aside all the imagery. Let us assume that Israel is holy and pure and faithful to the rulings of their rabbis who permitted ascent to the Mount to certain places (is there such a rabbi? I wonder). But is ascent to the Mount truly such a great commandment, even at the cost of the lives of four holy and pure Jews? (And if there are no more sacrifices), is there a single commandment in all 33 that permits the life of such and such a person?
It is true, the Temple Mount is ours and everything, but will those immigrants and those who provoke the nations be able to stand by the soft, fresh graves of the murdered, look into the tearful eyes of the bereaved parents and say, "Our hands did not shed their blood"? Will that freedom and equality fighter who spends his energy encouraging Jews to climb the Holy Mount be able to look at all this from the sidelines and snort in anger and astonishment at a weapon aimed at him because he is a Jew?
Absolutely not. It is your hands, my brothers, your feet that climb the mountain, that are taking part in the new battle for survival for our lives.
