I grew up listening to these stories. The pain, the tradition, the miracles, the defeats, the captivity; the victories, the blood on the doorposts; the weeping of widows and Hebrew mothers; the pillar of fire in the desert, the burning bush; the bread that came from heaven; the stone that gushed water; the sea that divided; the king who, despite being a vile sinner, had a heart like Adonai’s; the appearances and theophanies of Yeshua; the prophets brutally executed; the Universe being created by Adonai; the fire of the burning bush; the wisdom of Solomon; the lethality of Gideon’s warriors; the 400 years of silence; the virgin who gave birth; the Light walking among us, feeling hungry and tired; the love permeating every miracle; the woman who was cured of her hemorrhage; the paralytic who walked; the sea that calmed down; the Light of the world dying alone to save us; the church being persecuted; anti-Semitism spreading like wildfire; the persecution that began long before the Holocaust; Christians handing over Jews to death; family knowing annihilated in ovens; family members languishing to death in a concentration camp; tattoos with numbers, because if you are Jewish, you don’t deserve to have a name; the Jewish people gaining a little piece of land in the middle of the desert; the 6-Day War; the narratives that always cast Jews as a cancer. My children, they are growing up hearing and believing the same stories, they are part of us. But one thing I NEVER heard and my children will NOT hear it either: Israel being annihilated. You can try, but the angry Olive Tree will remain, until the day its owner returns. Forward Israel! Death to the enemies of the Lord! Every family that cries today will be consoled, because Adonai will not abandon them. קדימה ישראל! מוות לאויבי ה’! כל משפחה שתבכה היום תתנחם, כי אדונאי לא ינטוש אותה.