From Alana Ruben Free
I am a living witness to the attack on the center of Tel Aviv
yesterday morning at 4 AM. I was staying in a safe room with 3 other women,
pretty much as close as one could be to the direct hit. It's very important
that you understand the following:
This was a neighborhood of young, relatively
"secular" Israelis who do not wear any kind of head coverings. They
cover themselves more in tattoos than clothes.
From the young soldiers in the search and rescue crews that
got us out of the apartment to the store owners on the street below, everyone
was literally telling jokes, laughing, and smiling from the minutes to the
hours that followed the attack. The vast majority of us knew we had once again
experienced another open miracle: we were safe and completely protected from
evil by the Guardian of Israel, and that we are his Children. The air was
filled with a powerful "Yirat Shamayim"/ "Awe of the Greatness
of our Creator in Heaven." There was zero looting of any kind despite none
of the stores having windows or doors. How was it that not one person was
killed? How was it possible that the rocket landed in the one patch of empty
land, an unused parking lot, in the center of all the buildings? (I often
wondered what was the purpose of that empty lot? Now, I know.)
The majority of Israelis (of all faiths) know we dwell in
truth, goodness, kindness, love, and righteousness. As I was rendered
apartmentless, I wandered in and out of other people's apartments and
spaces--some that were utterly destroyed and some that were still functional.
Despite the damage to property, there was a tremendous sense of joy in the air!
I ended up resting on the sofa of two guys, Liran and Noam,
who had just moved in the day before to their now windowless apartment. By the
time I arrived around 9:30 AM they had cleaned up all the glass, taped up the
open spaces, put up shelves, arranged their plants, and unpacked their dishes.
One had just returned a month ago after spending 3 years in Australia. He said,
"Here we are home. Here we know what's true.."
When the interviewer from ABC news asked me earlier,
"Where will you go now that you don't have an apartment?" I looked at
him in an odd-way, I said, "Of course I will have somewhere to go. We are
one family. There's always somewhere to go in Israel." And this is true,
everyone's home is open to everyone else. We trust each other; we trust God,
the One God who neither slumbers nor sleeps.
During the missile explosion, I was very calm and calmed
others. We sang, we prayed, we recited psalms. I knew God was protecting us. We
walked out without a scratch and found all three of my friend's cats within a
few hours.
I had a taste yesterday of what it would be like if we lived
in a world where everyone shared "Yirat Shmayaim"/"Awe of
Heaven." It was glorious! May this understanding that we are all being
watched over, and are accountable to a Loving, Wise Source spread globally.
DO NOT GLOBALIZE the intifada. GLOBALIZE a movement that
spreads an AWE OF THE GREATNESS OF THE CREATOR OF LIFE.