This past Saturday was Yom Kippur, the holiest day of the Jewish calendar, dedicated to self-reflection and atonement for the harms—both individual and collective—done over the past year. It may has also have been the single year in which Jews, as a collective, have done the most gruesome harm across all our thousands of years of history. This is bitterly painful to reckon with, but now is the time we must reckon with the things that are the hardest.
Shel's post dives into this pain by imagining how Jews will be seen after the war is concluded, once the die has been cast and the world must sit with the outcome. None of the hypotheticals are rosey, because the Jews inescapably have blood on our hands. But it's also worth taking this as a reminder that the future is not yet set in stone, and that we may still work to see the best future that's possible from the imperfect now. We may still perform actions we will be proud of, and our children will be proud of, in the years and centuries down the line.
Next year, in a free Jerusalem.