From Rabbi Binah Wing
As I write these words, my heart is in the East with our brothers and sisters in Israel as they endure the terrible effects of war. They are protecting not only the Land of Israel, but our homeland and, by extension, all of us as well. I pray that by the time this bulletin goes out that some semblance of peace will have returned. I offer this prayer in the meantime, written by my colleague, Rabbi Yair Robinson:
“Even the ordinary soldier Whose blood fell upon the ancient path
Knew that the splendor of mountains, the silvery treetops, and the glittering dome, are the outer gold of the song of Solomon and of David’s tear.”
Dear God, The One we always turn to,
We gather as one community anxious, angry, sad, confused, concerned.
Our children are dying. Their children are dying.
A generation is being stolen by rockets in the night, by those obsessed with blood and martyrdom—ours, theirs, it never mattered to them—So we come to You.
We remember the words of the songwriter “All will be good, yes all will be good, though sometimes I break down.” (Yihye Tov, David Broza). God, sometimes we break down.
Our hearts ache for our People in Israel who have already buried too many beneath the cypresses; for the innocents of Gaza being used as human shields; for Jews around the world and here at home now feeling the touch of ancient hatreds clothed in new garments.
Because of this our hearts are sick.” (Lam 5:17)
God, take note of our prayer.
We speak with one voice the words of our prophets “ ‘The Eternal is my portion’ I say with full heart, therefore will I hope in You.” (Lam. 3:24)
Shield and shelter us. Heal us. Let all of us stand in safety beneath the silvery treetops
To sing and no longer shed tears for each other.
Renew our days, O God, that we may say with all our breath
All will be good. Yes, all will be good.