For Dafna, for the Jews who have been killed

Every single merciless injury or murder, by bomb, gun, car, knife or whatever means, of any Jew, calls for a pointed response. A Jewish response that acknowledges we feel the searing pain of tragedies to the Jewish family, the deepest.

If we do not feel uniquely and exquisitely sharp for our own people, if we are not compelled to sit in the full pain of another Jew’s unequivocal tragedy, we have lost ourselves. If we cannot speak of Jewish injuries and losses as belonging to us more than anyone else’s, we have become numb to the basic meaning of what it means to be a Jew.

Every deeply tragic murder brings these other deep dysfunctions into focus and there is more.

What more is there beyond pain and the tears that must fall when one reads and visualizes a Jewish mother being stabbed multiple times by a teenage knife wielding killer while fighting him to protect her children?

There is also anger and rage.

Despite pop psychology and modern therapeutic conventions, if one does not feel anger about a Jewish mother killed in her doorway one has also lost their Jewish heart to the narcissistic emotional mimicry, pseudo universalism and false equivocation that influences much of public conversation.

Yet, the Jewish way is to channel our pain, tears and anger, to the right place. To healing, to life, to positive transformation, to a response that is not just obligatory words and fleeting sympathy, but real.

There is nothing more sacred to us than a Jewish life and therefore to be real we need to confront some very difficult things.

Our systemic political and societal failures to do everything we should be doing to protect the lives of Jewish children, parents, husbands and wives.

A world in which the Jewish people themselves are deeply divided even over the value of the lives of other Jews.

The stolen solace we will inevitably take in life’s continuity when this story recedes from the headlines.

Confronting all of these deeply disturbing truths, is part of making them temporary, is part of waking our Jewish heart up from its deep slumber.

Together we can stand and with everything we have, project enough.

For all of us, all the Jews, that have been hurt and killed.

The Jewish children, husbands, wives, mothers and fathers, grandmothers and grandfathers.

In tears, enough.

In pain, enough.

In anger, enough.

The right actions will follow, but more importantly, G-d will hear us, and just as it was when we left Egypt, it will be enough.

About the Author
Eli Soble is a research analyst for an options market making firm. He lives in Brooklyn with his wife and five young children.
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