Birth Pangs of Redemption

We came to my Grampa’s apartment to organize it for a family who got evacuated from Meron because of the heat that’s going on in the North.

(My Grampa’s been staying with us recently)

The mothers due date was 2 days ago and she was originally planning to go to Tzfat to deliver, but since everything is more unknown than usual, they came to our city to be as close to a good hospital as possible.

We met them, we spoke about everything we’re doing and they told us what’s going on with them.

We were speaking about how everyone in the world could see and feel Moshiachs closeness, that its closer than ever, and it’s about to be here,

Her husband came into the room from a different one, with my dad, and joined into the conversation, and a few moments later

She told him.

We need to go.

To the hospital.

Right now.

The baby is coming.

All of this with deep breathing and walking them to their car.

By their car my dad meets someone on the sidewalk, who turns out to be one of my grandpas neighbors.

His eyes are sensitive and heart open and on his sleeve.

You could feel his soul from a mile a way.

He begins speaking with my dad and then he tells him,

“I’m originally from a kibbutz in the south, 20 of my friends I grew up with were murdered.”

Your body freezes when it hears these things.

We should never hear these things.

Everrrrr!!!

We don’t know what to respond.

But MOSHIACH is coming.

And we will see them all very very soon.

He says amen with tears and strength.

This man,

Whos religiousness, not visible to the naked eye.

Who’s friends we’re just murdered,

Has the the most trust and faith and belief in Gd that I’ve ever seen in my life.

You can’t explain it.

It’s our DNA

To be believers, sons of believers.

From one family.

We come from generations of strong leaders, kings,

Lions.

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I felt his pain.

Not to the exact extent

But

Dang.

Our words were few.

And bodies in shock mode.

The space between joy and utter pain.

In the span of 1 second.

Even mixed together.

Birth pangs of redemption.

This is not a news channel on your TV.

This was my personal afternoon today.

The lady and her husband who just drove down from the north, about to have their 7th kid, Bishaa Tovah,! walking them to their car… to drive to the hospital.

The man standing right in front of me, speaking with my dad, eyes as sensitive as a babies, faith as strong as iron swords.

This is real.

This is personal.

What have we done in the past when our nation has been in extreme hardship and pain, the evil attacking us from all sides?

We've risen up-

High and mighty! With the strength of all our ancestors, the strength of all the lions of Judah, from every single past generation.

They cant through us to the lions den, cause WE ARE the lions!!!

We are here to stay!

Now and FOREVER!!!

LETS HEAR YOU ROARRRRR

AM YISRAEL CHAI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Photo creds- @mybeautifullandofisrael*