We are Living in Wonderful Times

Last Sabbath I was walking down the streets of Jerusalem. It was just before sunset. The rays of the sun were scattered along the horizon in spectacular colors. The streets were mostly empty, since this is the time that many recite the afternoon prayers or eat the "third meal".

I could not help but be enchanted by this beloved city, a metropolis that hums with activity from Sunday to Friday, but closes down almost totally for the holy Sabbath. How wonderful is it that I am living the dream of generations of Jews, strolling through the holy city on the holy Sabbath and breathing its holy air?

Every day is a blessing. Indeed, every breath is a blessing. “Praise Him for every single breath.”