NOW.
I hate wanting Moshiach with this "enough is enough" tone.
A Muslim walks into the Seattle Jewish Federation and opens fire. All of a sudden, I want Moshiach.
Hearing about many deaths over the past weeks. All of a sudden, I want Moshiach.
Bombs falling on the cener of my heart - Tzfas. All of a sudden, I want Moshiach.
Walking through the airport, and all the newspapers scream about
Feeling the Tisha B'av hunger in my stomach. And I want Moshiach.
It's sick. Does it have to take pain and suffering to awaken within me a genuine desire for Moshiach. Am I this numb?
I wish my yearning transcended all this craziness, all the confusion, all the losses.
I wish that, in every situation, I had a vision; an eagerness.
Where is it?
Where is it when I am strong and laughing?
I just wish everything would just calm down, so I can find the truth in this yearning.
I wish I could show G-d that I'm for real about this.
That, no matter what, I want Moshiach NOW.
Just because he wants it, and he wants me to want it.
Now.
from livefromthehilltops.blogspot.com
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am i the only one that can't see the pic?
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