This article is written in first person voice, but I am not the writer. This article has been forwarded through the internet, and I happened upon in a WhatsApp chat group. It is a very moving story.
A friend of mine found these images. I include them to illustrate the story. It is expected that the story is actually associated with these images.
Nogah Safer is going around Israel writing a Torah. Each person gets a letter. This is at a gathering of survivors from the Nova Music Festival. |
I
once again had the great merit to accompany my friend Nogah Safer as
he "tours" around Israel with the Torah scroll he is very
close to completing, giving soldiers and communities that were
evacuated after October 7th the opportunity to write a letter in
it.
Last week we went to an army base. Super super
powerful.
But last night was on a whole other level.
We
went to a wedding hall that had been transformed into a place of
gathering and healing for survivors of the Nova party, from which 364
beautiful souls were murdered by Hamas terrorists, so many people
were injured and dozens were kidnapped and taken into captivity in
Gaza.
Last night there were hundreds of young Israelis
there. There was food, music, stations for different healing
treatments, and a stage on which musicians performed and people
spoke.
On the far wall of the hall, it said, in English, in
huge blue lights "We Will Dance Again".
Wow.
And
then we, the only religious-looking people there, set up a table in
the corner, Nogah laid out the Torah scroll, we started playing
music, and slowly people started to come over to ask what we
were doing.
Nogah explained to them how he wanted to give
survivors from Nova the powerful merit of writing a letter in a Torah
scroll.
People were blown away. They never were presented
with such an opportunity. Many of them never saw a Torah scroll so
close up.
The first person stepped up and stood next to
Nogah as he wrote a letter for him, followed by a big hug.
And
then the next person.
And then the next.
Nogah
didn't stop writing for over three hours.
By the night's end, almost everyone at that gathering had come over. People
simply wanted to take part, they wanted to connect, they wanted to
experience this rare and unique opportunity of participating in the
writing of a letter in the Torah.
And many of them
dedicated their letters...
To friends who were murdered at
the party.
To friends who were taken as hostages by Hamas
and are still in captivity.
One of the last women to take
part was in a wheelchair. She lost a leg in the attack on October
7th.
It was all heartbreaking. Absolutely
heartbreaking.
And at the same time the entire experience,
the entire night, was so powerful and inspiring. Even
uplifting.
Seeing people coming together. Taking care of
each other. Loving each other. Lifting each other up. Helping each
other to heal and to learn how to continue on.
At the end
of this extraordinary night, I realized something.
It's not
only our common enemy in this war that unifies us.
It's
not only our common desire to defeat and destroy Hamas that unifies
us.
It's not only our common desire to live peacefully in
our land that unifies us.
On the deepest level, it's the
Torah that unifies us.
Religious, not religious, it
doesn't matter.
Last night, I saw the Torah as a giant
magnet drawing every kind of Jew towards it. Everyone was included
and everyone felt included. Guys with tattoos and body piercings
asked, "Can I?" Women came up to us and asked, "Can
women also participate?"
"Of course," we
said. "Everyone's invited!"
Because the Torah
belongs to all of us.
And we belong to it.
Because
we find our deepest and truest selves in it.
As Jewish
tradition teaches: every Jew is like a letter in the Torah.
And
last night I felt like everyone who came up to the Torah was
searching for their letter in the Torah.
Which means,
essentially, they were searching for themselves.
Because
after the disaster and catastrophe of October 7th, everyone – everyone – is looking for themselves and their way in this world on a
whole new level.
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