You are amazing, Israel. All of you.

Dear Israel,

I hate watching what is happening to you.

And I’m surprised it’s still happening to you. I thought the kidnapping and murder of the three boys would be the end. I thought there would be a loud “Dai!” from Heaven after that happened. I thought that would signal the end; the end of terror, horror, pain, death. I thought redemption would follow immediately. But it did not. Instead you are going through even more pain.

I was warned by a spiritual mentor not to have such thoughts. But I bet I’m not the only one who has such thoughts and who questions relentlessly, “Why?” Why are you, His chosen people, still going through pain?

It hurts to love you. It hurts to watch you hurt.

Despite the hurt, though, I love you more and more. And I guess that’s the point of me writing this. To tell you that I, and so many other people I know, love you.

I live in a small town in the heart of the Bible-Belt. I spoke about you to a group of ladies the other day. I told them that you were the only thing standing between us and terror. They all shook their heads in agreement.

They voiced concern for you. They wanted you to know that they love you, support you, and pray for you, too.

Maybe it will help a little. Our love for you. Maybe. We aren’t sure what else to do at this point. Other than will you our love from afar. And to petition Heaven on your behalf. To ask that the pain you’ve endured would be replaced by immeasurable joy, as we echo the words of the Psalmist and ask that He gladden you according to the days He afflicted you, all the years you saw evil.

One of your tribe members, Adam Levine, sings a song that speaks of a “hunting season” and the “lambs being on the run.” That’s what it seems like; that you are the lambs being hunted by evil.

“For it is for Your sake that we are killed all the time, we are considered as sheep for the slaughter.” I can’t help but think of this Psalm when I hear news from the Land. And I pray to God that the hunting season will be over soon.

You are amazing, Israel. All of you. Because the more you are hunted, the stronger and more resilient you become. You know what is at stake. That helps me sleep at night. Knowing that you know that there is no alternative other than for you to survive.

As Yishai Fleisher posted, “We won’t live in fear. We won’t run. We are home, our cause is just, God is with us, and we are armed.” God, I love that about you. And I depend on that. On the fact that you aren’t going anywhere. Because as long as you remain, then I can tell myself that everything in the world is going to be okay.

And as Pant Michal posted about the evil pursuing you, “Their darkness has no place where this 7 billion-light-filled-soul-redemption project is heading.” That might just be the best sentence I’ve ever read. Your Light will remain Israel. I hope you know that. And I pray that somehow the love that people like I have for you, will help you complete your redemption project.

Love,                                                                                                 Your Biggest Fan

 

About the Author
Camie Davis is a non-Jewish writer and advocate for Israel.
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