Dov Lipman
Member of the 19th Knesset

A ray of hope on this darkest of days

We still have a long way to go, but there is real light at the end of the tunnel

I don’t know who she was or what she looked like. But I will always remember the sound of her cry.

It was last year, on Tisha B’Av, the Hebrew date on which we commemorate the destruction of our two temples and many other tragedies throughout our history. I spent hours that morning sitting in the front right corner of the men’s side at the Kotel (Western Wall). As I rested my back against the partition between the men and women’s sides, I recited the poems lamenting the destruction of the Temple, read some other related materials, and observed the masses of people who came to pray and touch the Wall.

Suddenly, from right behind me on the other side of the partition, a woman began to sob. The sobbing built into a crescendo of wailing such as I had never heard before at any prayer service or gathering. Was she a grandmother crying for the wellbeing of her grandchildren? Was she a middle-aged mother pleading for her child to find a partner for marriage? Was she a younger woman unable to conceive a child? Was she the sister of a soldier killed in the IDF or the child of someone killed in a terror attack? I do not know. I did not turn around to look, and her identity will forever remain a mystery to me.

But within her cries, sitting on the floor right in front of the Kotel on the ninth of Av, I heard the collective cry of the Jewish people in modern times. I heard the cries of Holocaust survivors, I heard the cries of the thousands of Jewish mothers who lost sons and daughters during their service in the Israeli Defense Forces and in terror attacks, I heard the cries of Aviva Shalit, whose son was still in captivity at the time, and I heard the cries of everyone who struggles with the challenges of life on a day to day basis.

(photo credit: Miriam Alster/Flash90)
(photo credit: Miriam Alster/Flash90)

At first I was plunged into sadness and anguish over the sound of her wailing. And for the first time that I can recall, I shed some tears on Tisha B’Av. But then, as I began to think about it some more, watching the influx of Jews from all walks of life approaching the Kotel for a prayer or a kiss, or to insert a note, those cries actually infused me with hope. Her sobs were music to my ears.

I was reminded of the story about Napoleon who saw Jews praying and weeping on the floor in a Paris synagogue. He asked his aide for an explanation, and upon hearing that they were mourning over the loss of their Temple, which was destroyed 1,800 years earlier, Napoleon remarked that here were people who could expect to experience salvation one day.

The woman’s cries reminded me that despite all of our suffering, we have not completely lost our relationship with God, setting the stage for an eventual complete reunion. The fact that this Jewish woman was sobbing freely on the floor of the Western Wall, in the heart of Jerusalem’s Old City, in our homeland, demonstrates that despite all we have been through, we are on our way back to our former glory. Seeing non-observant, traditional, Orthodox, and ultra-Orthodox Jews, born in Western Europe, Eastern Europe, Ethiopia, North Africa, North America, and Israel, converging on the Western Wall to mourn, with the sound of her crying in the background, demonstrated that her cries – and those of the Jewish people throughout the generations – are bearing fruit. There is real light at the end of the tunnel.

While we remain fractured as a people, and continue to suffer from terrorist attacks, the loss of our soldiers, and life’s day to day challenges, I reflect on this past year and see hope. As a religious Jew, I have experienced unity with more secular Jews than ever before. Israel, as a whole, has been free from overwhelming external challenges, and seems to be focused more within, trying to solve some of those daily challenges and put an end to some of the suffering. Gilad Shalit is free. We still have a long way to go — and plenty to cry for this year as well.

But the cries of that mystery woman, which I still hear so clearly a year later, together with our mild progress this year, remind me, and should remind us all, that there are rays of hope on this darkest of days.


Adapted from an essay published last year on

About the Author
Dov Lipman was elected to the 19th Knesset in January 2013. He is the author of nine books about Judaism and Israel, and holds rabbinic ordination from Ner Israel Rabbinical College and a masters in education from Johns Hopkins University. He has been at the forefront of combating religious extremism in Israel and is a leader in efforts to create Jewish unity both in Israel and around the world. Former MK Lipman is invited to speak on behalf of the Jewish state both in Israel and around the world and serves as a political commentator for i24 News and ILTV. He is the founder and CEO of Yad L'Olim, an NGO that assists and advocates for Olim from around the world.