The Israeli government today took the unprecedented step of “hermetically” sealing the country by shutting down all incoming flights until next Sunday. During this time the country will race to vaccinate another one million citizens against COVID, which will bring the level of vaccination to about 40% of the population. (They’re already vaccinating high school students!).
This means that Michelle and I are still stuck on the outside looking in, along with Julio, Luzma and Paula, as well as new coworkers coming from Germany and Holland. The amazing thing is that our Father is still releasing so much blessing through our partner hospitals and our small teams on the ground in Jaffa and Jerusalem. No fewer than 15 children from Gaza and Iraq are now in active treatment in Israel, including two life-and-death newborn emergencies, Besan and Rafiq, rushed from Gaza by ICU ambulance just this weekend:
In a lovely story of redemption, long-neglected Shireen from northern Iraq was awarded a toothbrush today as she successfully completed her heart treatment in Israel:
Together with Alaa from Gaza we have now seen two virtual resurrections of loved ones in just the past month, against all expectations of the medical personnel. We are deeply grateful for these recoveries, which are just a foretaste of what is to come. The footsteps of Messiah are drawing near, and his arrival, Paul tells us, will mean life from the dead.
But that time of waiting for the restoration of all things can be agonizingly long and painful, and none know that better than the people of Israel. I’d like to end this week with the broken-hearted reflection of an ultra-Orthodox man from Jerusalem named Yehuda Meshi-Zahav, the founder of the ZAKA emergency response group which is known for painstakingly collecting the remains of victims of terror attacks. His father (pictured below blessing him) died yesterday of COVID, just days after his mother and weeks after his younger brother:
Blow after blow
My little brother Moshe of blessed memory
My mother my teacher of blessed memory
And now my father my teacher of blessed memory
I know you are putting us to the test, a test hard and painful. Oy, how much it hurts.
But I promise you that even in the hiddenness which is within hiddenness, surely even there is found the name of the LORD which will be blessed.Because I know that when Abba gives blows, this is only from love.
I will continue to love you with all my heart, with all my soul and with all my strength. To walk in the way of the Torah and the commandments, to grow in deeds of covenant love and mercy, as my dear parents of blessed memory taught me. These beloved and pleasing ones who in their lives and deaths were not separated.
Hear O Israel, the LORD our God the LORD is One.
Jonathan for Shevet Achim
“Behold how good and how pleasant it is for brothers to dwell together in unity” (Psalm 133).