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No Pesach Blues for Me


When I was in elementary school I always looked forward to the first assignment of the year, which was to write a paragraph or an essay about “how you spent your summer vacation”. Besides helping me improve my writing skills, this exercise gave me a chance to reflect on the ten glorious weeks in which I was not burdened with school. The assignment enabled me to relive many of the highlights and to enjoy them once again.

 Having just spent two weeks in Israel over Pesach I wanted to answer the question “how did I spend my Passover holiday”. Because this isn’t my personal journal, but the Lev Lalev blog, I am limiting the scope of activities and thoughts on Lev Lalev/our orphaned and disadvantaged girls/ the prayers we offered for our Lev Lalev donors, and the get together I had with one of my Lev Lalev graduates.

©      A few days before the Holiday, I visited the Home to see the girls as they prepared for Pesach. There was much excitement as each girl had received her new wardrobe for Pesach 2014.  I asked one of the newer girls about the upcoming holiday and she said “I am very excited to be here with my new friends and my new family, I feel loved and cared for here”.


©   On Friday Chol Hamoid (between the holidays) my wife and I and four of our grandchildren took a very early bus from Modin Ilit where my daughter and son in-law live to the Kotel in Jerusalem.  There is a Talmudic reference (Bracha’s 9B) to this special time of the day to pray which corresponds to sunrise/ which was 6:11 am on the day that we traveled there. After finishing the morning prayers I then prayed for the Lev Lalev donors and friends- both those who sent me specific prayers and all of you whose compassion and warmth helps our orphaned and disadvantaged girls throughout the year.


©      On another day I visited a local park and actually met a Lev Lalev graduate and her lovely family. She is a teacher; her husband has a small transportation company and they have three lovely children. She told me that the years that she spent at the Lev Lalev Home helped to provide her with strong foundation and a good direction, for a “lifetime of Bracha and Hatzlacha” (blessing and success).


©      The day before we left I returned again to Jerusalem, and the Kotel. I was privileged to escort my eight five year old mother in-law who is a Holocaust survivor. It was a day of Prayer, and completion. On this occasion I placed the kvitlech (the prayer notes) into the crevices of the wall. Then, we visited the Tomb of Rachel in Bethlehem, where we spent a few minutes specifically praying for the Lev Lalev girls and for the women everywhere who are in need of divine intervention.


Oh Yes, Passover was filled with holiday food, songs, games, and even a boat ride on the Mediterranean Sea. But what was most moving and profound was the opportunity to participate in prayer for our girls, our donors, my family, and all the people of Israel.



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