But what I can tell you is that I’m feeling like I don’t want to continue with the world like this, so full of loneliness, pettiness, arrogance and division.
I want God back in the world, in a way that everyone can see that clearly. I want all the lies being told to be exposed, and truth to finally shine out in a million different ways. Most of all, I want all the barriers between me and my fellow Jew to dissolve.
There’s a beautiful song on the latest album by Gad Elbaz that really sums it up:
If only we could face each other
Then we would see our souls unite
If only we’d hold hands like brothers
The flames of love will then ignite
That’s not exactly happening at the moment.
Instead, we keep lapping up all the lashon hara and lies and judgment calls that keeps us far away from Jews that aren’t exactly ‘us’. If they don’t belong to our chassidut, live in our country, pray as much - or as little - as we do, believe exactly what we believe, dress the way we do, vote for (or against) Trump, or for (or against) Bibi - the list goes on and on - then it seems we can’t have anything much to do with them.
I’ve certainly been guilty of that attitude myself in the past, but God has pretty much cured me of it the last couple of years.
Crazy people come in all shapes and colors and religious persuasions, from ultra-ultra-orthodox to the most secular you can imagine.
The last couple of weeks, I’ve really been yearning for that ‘ingathering of the Jewish peoples’ to happen properly. There’s so many people I miss. Some of them actually even live in Israel, but the ‘real’ part of them went AWOL a few years’ back.
I see all the superficiality, all the arrogance, all the atheist attitudes and beliefs that are keeping us away from each other, and from forging genuine relationships with each other, and with Hashem, and I feel so sad about it at the moment.
God, come and remove all these veils, all these barriers, and let us have unity again, like we did that one time when we received the Torah and became a people at Mount Sinai.
Here and there, I catch the odd Jew that thinks the same, yearns the same, wants to see the same unity and togetherness that I so want to see. (Most of them are under 18…) But then ‘reality’ intrudes once again, and they get dragged back into worries about paying their mortgage, and pretenses about how perfect their life is already meant to be, and pointless discussions about the latest gossip from yeshivanews.
Don’t forget us.
Bring us back together again.