Today is Yom HaShoah. It is the world's official day of remembrance for the events that happened during World War Two that almost led to the annihilation of the Jewish People. For some jews, every day is yom hashoah, for others, sadly, it's not. I'm not saying we should live in constant grief; rather, we need to know what happened, and that, despite what we do, or how powerful we are, or how many protests and lobbies for other downtrodden nations we make, it can G-d forbid happen again. We are not home, even those living in the Holy Land. We are in golus, and we shall remain that way unless we do something about it. The world, much as we like to think the opposite, hates us. Oh, sure they allow us into any field of work, and in most places we can walk in safety. But that doesn't mean we're liked. We are grudgingly accepted, tolerated at best. So when we have a moment of silence, or whatever, think about what happened then, think how it can happen now, and what could you do about it.
"Never again" is right, but not the way the extremists and Kahaniks meant it. G-d, please help us in our spiritual journey to make it never happen again, and may we have the next Yom HaShoah together in Jerusalem, reunited with those we lost. Amen.
Originally posted Friday, 6 May 2005
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