In the garden of faith there is room for everyone.
For the most part, 'strengtheners of the faith' are great and respected rabbis, but sometimes they are actually small people. People whose voices are not heard on ordinary days, whose existence is almost unknown.
They can be young, maybe even children, and suddenly they shine and come up and talk, and the heart melts, and the eyes shed tears without restraint, and we lean on that little man, or little child - and pray in our hearts: that these true things will not end.
May they never end.
These were the words of the children of Rabbi Michael Mark, the great, who ascended to heaven in a storm. Things that came out of the heart, penetrated the heart, remained in the heart and will remain there for ever and ever.
Words of faith that, apart from these young men of the flock, no one would have been able to convey.
In the garden of faith there is room for everyone.
And if we are on matters of faith, then on the same matter:
How easy it is to stir things up and turn them upside down.
People who are looking for a way to have their say, asked to hitch a ride on My previous column, And they began to draw their swords.
I mentioned in my column - about the tragedy of the mother of seven daughters - that I am not judging anyone. Because how can I judge anyone when I don't know the truth?
Even when he - that person - says things, even when he writes them, even when he expresses them to people, these things could be the result of his observation, and someone else would say something different about the exact same cases.
Therefore, for the information of those who responded to my previous column, who tried to attack me for justifying a certain side - and asked: Did you read the will? Did you read the diaries?
So for your information, no.
I didn't read diaries and wills, I didn't watch shows that revealed details about people's personal lives, and I didn't go into the depths of things.
I don't usually do that.
Because even if I had read, I wouldn't have gotten to the truth. I only mentioned one thing: when there is faith - life is easier.
It's true that troubles don't end, it's true that problems don't end, but when there's no one to cry to when things go wrong - then there's simply no life.
How easy it is to twist my words and turn them into other things. People who are trying with all their might to say their word on an important platform, like Bimat Haredim 10, took my words, responded to my argument, and did with it as they pleased.
You won't be able to get me to say a bad word about anyone, you won't be able to convince anyone that I said things I didn't say.
The words of one little girl managed to say better the things I was trying to say.
And her words included these words: "Our father, meaning Micah the Great, taught us to simply believe, and that's what we do.".
This is probably what gives them the strength; this is what gives all of us, the Jewish people, each with our own vessel of acceptance, the strength to stand, despite all the terrible troubles, and to move on...
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