Yuval Orbach, the widow of Yishai Orbach, shared with the group in his memory the strong emotions that arose in her at the Western Wall.
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Yuval was widowed by her husband Yishai, 20 years old from Zichron Yaakov, who fell during the fighting in Rafah, two months after they got married.
And so she wrote: "I stood at the Western Wall and cried like I have never cried before. At the Western Wall I always feel, on the one hand, joy and holiness, and on the other hand, lack. How is it logical that we still don't have the Temple and that foxes still walk in it? I stood and prayed, I was a little rude to God...but that's how He loves us... a people of rude people.".
Yuval said what she said: "Lord of the universe, you owe us. You must build our house. I remember how much I prayed for the establishment of my house and Yishai's and how much it hurt me when he wasn't there. How much we wanted to build our house that would be entirely for you, that would bring you peace of mind. And without him, we felt incomplete, incomplete. And through my small and limited human experience, I know how much you are hurting. I know. But my pain is small compared to your pain. So, please, put an end to it.
""You destroyed my house and Jesse's. I don't just grieve for myself and our house. I grieve for all the light that was supposed to come out of it, for the kindness, the Torah, the joy, the love, the pure goodness, the singing. I grieve for the melody and song of the Levites that our sons were supposed to sing and play to you, and for your faithful servants (our children) whose lives you ended before the Lord. I grieve for you, God Almighty. For you and not just for me. So many houses that were built in your honor have been destroyed. I know that you weep for them. The Lord will cry from on high and from his holy habitation he will utter his voice, crying out, crying out over his dwelling place.
""And I must ask, isn't it a shame? Isn't it a shame for the service of God that could have been in your world? For the sanctification of your name in the world? Isn't it a shame for your servants? Your loss is greater than mine. In the end, everything is for you. Our home was for you. Our kindness, the light, the joy, the singing and the melody, the love, everything is for you. We have always been for you. God, my everything is for you. My everything hurts out of my love for you.".
Yuval ended her words with a plea: "Then come on. Build your house.".
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