Just before writing these words, I sent notice to the group that was to go with me to Israel this summer that our trip must be postponed. There is too much uncertainty. Too much remains unsure. Our trip I fear would be enshrouded in fear and angst. I pray we will be able to travel to the Holy Land next summer, in peace. Please think about joining us.

These have been difficult years for Israel. October 7, 2023 was a day of dire heartache with lives lost, hostages taken, war ignited and prospects of co-existence further delayed. We have now watched over two and a half years of fighting and devastation in Gaza. Iran poses a threat to Israel and her neighbors. Hezbollah is kept at bay but for how long? There is strife in the streets of Tel Aviv and Jerusalem, ongoing debate around Israeli leadership and its motives and very real questions about the safeguarding of Palestinian and Israeli lives and livelihoods across the West Bank. 

Which Israel do we aspire to? What version of this place is to endure? Can an Israel of democracy and diversity and inclusivity survive in today’s climate? Or are we collectively destined for a far-right dictatorial state that acts like the high school bully both within its borders and beyond time and time again? Is that what Herzl wanted? Is that what Moses was marching toward? Is this where our grandparents sought refuge?

While there is so much to be proud of when it comes to Israel, such culture and art and music and food, there is so much to scrutinize and more than that. In many ways, that’s OK. This is what it means to be locked in authentic relationship. 

I read recently an alternative Yizkor prayer written in the year 1920. Berl Katznelson wrote the prayer following a devastating massacre at Tel Hai. He mourns those lost, but he mourns more than just the individuals who are no more. He mourns the loss of vibrancy and valor, earnestness and honor: “Loyal and brave, men and women of peace and labor, who tilled the land and sacrificed their lives for the honor and glory of the people of Israel and for the Land of Israel… May the nation remember them and be blessed with such progeny.” 

There is no mention of God here. This is a plea not to the heavens above but to our neighbors. The author is asking all of us to urge a kind of honor and grace, not pettiness, hate or resentment. He anticipates what we know to be true: We must continue to fight for an Israel that operates on the highest plane. We must hold onto hope for an Israel that looks and feels like the place Herzl dreamed of so long ago. It isn’t easy, but we must, for Israel’s sake and the sake of our kids.

Looking forward to seeing you at our Israel Shabbat this Friday, May 1, 2026 at 7:00 p.m.