It is no secret that I detest missionaries, especially the
kind that misrepresent Jewish scriptures in order to lure innocent Jewish souls
to join their religious and eschatological plan. It is also no secret that I am
not the only one.
Detesting by itself, however, is not enough. Neither is
protesting sufficient. In many cases I feel that "The lady doth protest too much” and does too
little.
Recognizing that Yisrael has a
missionary problem is a first and much needed step. However, it is clear by now
that Yisraeli politicians and the current system will do little, if anything,
to stop the spread of this virus that nibbles at us slowly with the eventual
mission of removing the Jewish essence of Yisrael and replacing it with that of
“The New Jerusalem,” as some openly declare. Some who claim to be friends of
Yisrael, are familiar as missionaries on the radar of those who are on the
lookout for them, at least by their overt (and sometimes by their cunningly and
well crafted) covert agenda. They have infiltrated charitable Yisraeli
institutions. They are given land to set camp and enter alliances in the
Knesset with some MK’s and are supported by Yisraeli and Jewish enablers. They
conduct interfaith services with their enablers, leaving many vulnerable to this
innocent and so- called noble concept.
Too much money, power and side
benefits are involved in the cooperation between all parties, needless to add,
at the expense of Jewish identity of the Jewish, the ONLY Jewish Homeland. It
is a collaboration that has seeped very deep, too deep to easily root it out,
so it seems. Such nefarious alliances, including some of our own Likud members, have been documented, exposed, written
about and discussed ad nauseam by many on various forums
What then can and should be done?
As a teacher of Jewish children in Eretz Yisrael, the country and the People I care about first and foremost, I am doing my share, I believe, in helping contain and eradicate this virus.
Education is my way of fighting it. I call it “Jewish immunization.” Knowledge, as we all know, is power. It is the knowledge of our wonderful tradition, our great history starting with the Tanach, which I believe is the best weapon to ward off any efforts by elements who try to steal Jewish souls, sometimes in deceitful ways, misrepresenting verses from the Tanach to try and convince Jews that it is their way which will bring an end to their misery and loss of direction and purpose in life.
Towards that end, I do not only teach them about our celebrated tradition, about our marvelous culture and history, I also educate myself about it. And there is so much to be educated about, so much to absorb. The more I learn and study it, the more I realize how little I know, yet, the more I learn it and delve into it, though, the prouder I am of it.
Imparting and passing on that knowledge, the pride which comes with that knowledge, is the greatest pleasure of being a teacher. When I address my students, and instruct them about it, I feel as if I am under a spell. I am thrilled, I experience the rush of adrenaline flowing rapidly through my essence. I can sense the invisible waves of delight and dignity that emanate from me. I look at their faces, I observe and study them. The expression in the eyes of some, that shining look that tells me that they are swept by my enthusiasm and share my joy while silently partaking and basking in the art of knowledge. I can almost feel their Jewish roots strike and spread deeper filling the vacant corners of their young core, shaping their fragile universe and providing them with the security and firm Jewish foundations and existence that has kept our People going for a few thousand years. Their expression confirms to me that their Jewish identity is slowly being reinforced and that, hopefully, one day it might be as unshakable as mine.
As a teacher of Jewish children in Eretz Yisrael, the country and the People I care about first and foremost, I am doing my share, I believe, in helping contain and eradicate this virus.
Education is my way of fighting it. I call it “Jewish immunization.” Knowledge, as we all know, is power. It is the knowledge of our wonderful tradition, our great history starting with the Tanach, which I believe is the best weapon to ward off any efforts by elements who try to steal Jewish souls, sometimes in deceitful ways, misrepresenting verses from the Tanach to try and convince Jews that it is their way which will bring an end to their misery and loss of direction and purpose in life.
Towards that end, I do not only teach them about our celebrated tradition, about our marvelous culture and history, I also educate myself about it. And there is so much to be educated about, so much to absorb. The more I learn and study it, the more I realize how little I know, yet, the more I learn it and delve into it, though, the prouder I am of it.
Imparting and passing on that knowledge, the pride which comes with that knowledge, is the greatest pleasure of being a teacher. When I address my students, and instruct them about it, I feel as if I am under a spell. I am thrilled, I experience the rush of adrenaline flowing rapidly through my essence. I can sense the invisible waves of delight and dignity that emanate from me. I look at their faces, I observe and study them. The expression in the eyes of some, that shining look that tells me that they are swept by my enthusiasm and share my joy while silently partaking and basking in the art of knowledge. I can almost feel their Jewish roots strike and spread deeper filling the vacant corners of their young core, shaping their fragile universe and providing them with the security and firm Jewish foundations and existence that has kept our People going for a few thousand years. Their expression confirms to me that their Jewish identity is slowly being reinforced and that, hopefully, one day it might be as unshakable as mine.
This is when I know and am comforted by the understanding that they
are on their way to fulfilling our destiny, our millennial old destiny.
What more could any Jewish teacher ask for?
Wishing all of you a great year in 2018.
Wishing all of you a great year in 2018.