B"H
Not a day goes by that I do not think about my love, Yerushalayim.
Thoughts of the stones, the sky, the air, the ancient buildings,
thoughts of night-times spent gazing at the deep blue above with its white twinkling stars,
pictures in my mind of the special beauty,
pictures of the morning dew on struggling blades of green,
the smell of the first rains after davening for them,
the hustle bustle of its children on their errands,
to and from school,
and the older children of Hashem that also cherish the specialness,
with a sigh, I sigh, hoping and waiting
until I am reunited with my love, Yerushalayim.
The “other side” of the Great Debate between the “Conspiracy Theorists” and the “Blindly Faithful”:
the responses of Hashem are sometimes (mostly clothed in ‘nature’), to ward off the aggression of the ‘evil malach’ in order to accomplish a...
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