Hopes of more than two weeks were shattered in one moment of painful awakening.
The doubts and the unknown gave way to a terrible certainty: Ishmael, a wild man, took the knife and laid hands on the boys. The void of doubt was filled with certain pain, overwhelming and overflowing. And only the open prayers that do not return empty and the tears that flowed in secret, accumulated in the heart of one who hears the voice of weeping, in order to remove harsh decrees from his people Israel. Cruelty.
For more than two weeks, they, the families, stood bravely. Inside, everything was gripped by an indescribable pain, but in front of everyone, they radiated a resilience reserved for believers, sons of believers, which was a comfort and encouragement to the masses. The people of Israel, in its multitudes of individuals, became one united people, one people who unite in prayer for the return of their three children, and are strengthened in the Torah and the observance of Shabbat, for the sake of their three sons.
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Now the media is surfacing, probing and providing a response to curiosity. But soon, as always, routine will restore life to order. Only three families will continue to visit the cemetery. There will be silence all around and birds will not stop chirping. Time will leave its mark on people. Children will grow up, adults will grow old. Only those who have gone, who were picked off by the hands of the wicked, will remain in pictures and memory, forever young.
Their parents will not take them to the wedding, and they will not sit grandchildren on their parents' knees. The Minister of Forgetfulness will impose order, and only in those homes will a mother give up her mother to a gripping emptiness – asking and not answering, a reminder of the destruction of a home. In God's eyes, many other joys will come to these homes. But no matter how much you try to patch up this jar, the cracks will still be visible. The place will comfort them and they will not add to the misery any more.
Don't let these moments disappear.
The united community experienced a spiritual experience, thanks to the 14th generation of youth. Can we allow these feelings to fade, to let go? Can we allow the moments of strengthening that the people of Israel experienced thanks to the youth to evaporate from memory, without leaving a trace? Is it justified that when the events are not newsworthy, they will not lie on us like a debt?
""The nature of the world" is perhaps the explanation, but it is never justified. The three young men provided the House of Israel with a ladder of elevation for two weeks. Will we suddenly stop climbing its steps? Will we suddenly seal the doors of the heart behind the locks and bolts of routine? Too sharply, too quickly. The great rabbis and rabbis of Israel have explained to us that the prayers of the many do not return empty. They are preserved among the treasures of God, blessed be He, for protection against decrees.
We will continue to strengthen ourselves in studying the Torah, which is a Magna and a Mitzla, also for the upliftment of their souls. We will continue to strengthen ourselves in observing the Sabbath, which is the source of blessing, and the Sabbath candles will be like soul candles for three young men who have won, perhaps even in their death, "that thousands of Jews may be strengthened in the mitzvot because of them." We are determined in the grief of the families, we will be with them in trouble, but above all we will continue to strengthen them. And when we do what is incumbent upon us, perhaps it will prevent the coming sorrow, which God forbid threatens beyond the curves of tomorrow.
