Still no let up in the vicious attacks of our enemies. I had intended to devote today’s post to last week’s field trip, in the footsteps of the prophet Samuel and of King Saul, but instead, I must write, once again, of lives lost and of worlds destroyed – and of a world rebuilt.
My last post described the murder of five innocent civilians in two separate “Palestinian” terrorist attacks on Thursday November 19th. I posted about that the following day, Friday – and the very next evening, Motzaei Shabbat, another terrorist went on the rampage, stabbing four people – including a 13-year-old girl whom he stabbed in the stomach and chest. It was only after a manhunt lasting several hours that the assailant – an Arab from the Hebron area – was apprehended.
Although the little girl’s injuries were fairly serious, there were fortunately no fatalities in this attack. But the following day, 21-year-old Hadar Buchris (HY”D), from Safad, was not so lucky. She was stabbed in the head and neck by an Arab terrorist, and shortly afterwards, died of her wounds. Her murderer, who was shot dead by IDF troops, was hailed by the “Palestinian” media as a “hero”. What kind of evil, twisted ideology finds heroism in the murder of a 21-year-old girl?
Less than a day went by before Monday (November 23rd) brought a double attack by two “Palestinian” girls, Norhan and Hadil Awad, cousins aged 14 and 16, who went on the rampage in Jerusalem’s Machane Yehuda market , attacking passers-by with scissors. One of their victims was a 70-year-old man. Both girls were shot, one of them – fatally. Ironically, their 70-year-old victim turned out to be a “Palestinian” from Bethlehem, who sustained stab wounds to his upper body.
Later that day, at the Dor Gas Station on Route 443, 18-year-old Ziv Mizrachi was stabbed to death by a “Palestinian” terrorist who also wounded Ziv’s companion, a young woman of 22, before being shot dead himself by security forces.
The brutal murder of Ziv Mizrachi (HY”D – May God Avenge His Blood), who was stabbed repeatedly in the abdomen, brings the number of Israeli victims of “Palestinian” terrorism over the past two months, to 22.
And the world remains silent.
How do I go from this to finding that tiny ray of light, that moment of joy, of beauty, that I wrote about earlier this month, that tiny spark that might enable me to forget, for just a few moments, the grim reality?
Perhaps in the wedding of Sarah-Techiya Litman and Ariel Biegel, whom I wrote about last week, whose wedding took place last Thursday evening, in the presence of thousands of well-wishers from all over the country – nay, from all over the world – many of whom had never met the bride and who had come to comfort and to gladden her and her family. I know a lot of people who cry at weddings, and I doubt if there was a single dry eye at this one, but Sarah-Techiya (the name “Techiya” means, appropriately, “Rebirth”) said it all when she prefaced her invitation to the whole nation to take part in her (postponed) wedding with these words of defiance from Micah 7:8:
“Rejoice not against me, O mine enemy; though I am fallen, I shall arise.”
I will leave you with this webcast of the wedding. The actual ceremony starts at 1:09:00 with the entrance of the bride.
Whatever horrors our enemies may devise, whatever they throw at us, in spite of all terror – Am Yisrael Chai (עם ישראל חי – The People of Israel Lives).