Just Before Shabbat

As we hunker in for another night it is good to know we are not alone. All your emails and prayers are oh so welcome.

Jerusalem is quiet still...the north is desperately scary. As I write, I am listening to Galei Zahal, the army radio station. Up north our brave citizens are either staying in their homes or are back in the fallout shelters, depending on what the army has told them to do. There is no need yet for the 'sealed room' we had to prepare during the Gulf War.

I cannot fathom what it must be like for the families in their shelters. God bless them and keep them safe. Soldiers young and old.

My friend's grandson is here with a group. He phoned me this afternoon and asked me to please contact his bubbie in Canada and tell her he was safe. I had him on one phone and the bubbie on the other. His group of about 600 kids was up north and they were evacuated just before the first katyushas hit. Tonight they are spending Shabbat in Beersheva in the Negev.

I was thrilled to be able to connect between the two of them.
'I love you, Bubbie. Don't worry, we're fine.'
'I love you honey, have a great time. Take care of yourself.'

Evil walks the planet. Everyone knows. Israel is doing something about it. As I go to light candles in a few minutes I will pray for our people...for our soldiers...for our wounded...for our kidnapped three...and for our Prime Minister.

I will pray that he stands firm. That he doesn't back off before the job is done. And that the leaders of the rest of the world will finally leave us alone long enough to do what has to be done.

No one is safe. Everyone knows. It is time to say dayenu...enough.

Shabbat shalom.

Have a good day...stay safe...and thanks for dropping in.