From Exile to Redemption, with Inspiration from Yaakov Lehman – D A J U S

Monday is here it’s a new week and month. In fact, tonight is a new month too, the month of Av. We now start the 9-day countdown to Tisha B’Av, the worst day of our national calendar – the day our Holy Temple was destroyed and our 2000-year long exile and Diaspora began.

So lets make a difference and help now!

Baba Elazar was brutally murdered right before Shabbat (see Friday’s post). Yet, the sun rose today as usual. That doesn’t mean we’re back to business as usual…

How many wake-up calls do we need to get our act together? Outside of a few alligator tears, have the brutal murders of the Fogel family, Leiby Kletzky, and Baba Elazar – all of sacred memory – moved us in the slightest to better ourselves?

The first Intifada began with rock-throwing. The rocks became knives, but nobody woke up. The knives became pistols, and everybody’s still deep in spiritual slumber. The pistols became bombs, the bombs became shahidim, the shahidim became Kassam rockets and the Kassam rockets became Katyusha Grad missiles. Now the tzaddikim are getting murdered. Anybody waking up? What does Hashem need to do for us to get our act together?

Meanwhile, Achmedinejad is building his A-bomb and Hizbulla is itching for a missile war, G-d Forbid!

So lets start with an uplifting post from a good friend who inspires is all and a video posted that won awards for true brilliance!

 Fire On the Mountain- Reflections on the Air of Destruction by Yaakov Lehman

17 Tammuz, 1,941 years ago- The siege of Jerusalem commences ultimately leading to the destruction of the Holy Jewish Temple and the subsequent 2000 year running exile of the Jewish people.


17 July, 11 days ago.  The Jerusalem forest bursts into flames destroying 37 acres and forcing an evacuation Holocaust memorial Yad Vashem.

Walking atop their respective ruins, I reflect…

Born into the aftermath of destruction.  The charred remains still throb with fire, searing my lungs, burning my eyes, emptying my heart of seemingly all consolation.

Enchanted garden, once so lush and teaming with life vibrancy, flittering with the exuberance of everything so fresh, so alive, so real.

Reduced now to a scarred memory, former magnificence staling with each gust of exhausted wind.   A battlefield sore and aching, casting sordid sorrows into the soul of the earth.

Disheveled survivors of the infernal deluge lay scattered about.  Disfigured forms of former splendor.  A tree stump smoldering in the morning sun, offering a final prayer to the heavens as its very existence dissolves into a steady breath of charcoaled steam.  A few ancient rocks lay bear and exposed, all compassion and life singed from their blackened facade. Mounds of chalky ash projecting an icy complexion from the earths surface; a lifeless canvas unwittingly playing host to a handful of expiring shadows.

Destruction.  It is has come, it has passed; a reality to accept.

Move on.  We shall.  Affirming the belief that life can be rebuilt atop the dregs of death.  To flourish in the face of suffering- it is our unmitigated destiny.

But before we take that brave step forward; into dream and ambition, accomplishment and success.   Before we transition into the action which is indeed our calling, let us step back; pause, ponder the silent casualties of our past. Reflect and retreat into a space of unspoken stillness.

You and I, we were born after the destruction.  We saw not the tears, heard the screams, nor smelled the fires of expulsion, exile, and extermination.

Yet were we not born of their very ashes, memories terminally encoded into the exalted algorithm of our spiritual DNA?

If only…

If only we cultivate the proper will.  If we expend the necessary effort.  We can relate, understand and empathize with the historical roots upholding our bodies and soul.  We can consult the time weathered spirit of our illustrious ancestors; those who came before, who planted the seeds which govern our blooming fields of perception.

The soil of our secluded forests may be covered in soot.  The stones of our sacred temple may be trampled underfoot by google-eyed tourists imagining they are at some cotton candy dispensing archeological amusement park.

Nevertheless, a true spirit lies dormant underneath; gestating, germinating, each mitzvah performed catalyzing the process of redemption one step closer.

Life: tis’ a journey untamed, a long-winded process bringing us to our eventual destination.  We the travelers, our goals and values at the wheel, our good deeds providing the combustion that powers us forward.

Hope, persistence, optimism: these constitute our windshield into the future.  Yet as a people we must from time to time glance up into the rearview, backtracking our trajectory to ascertain how we arrived here, from where we initially departed, and where it was we sought to travel in the first place.

It makes no difference whether the flames subsided 2 weeks or 2 thousand years ago.  Our future is seeded in our past.  The past is the key to our future.

To quote a contemporary non-Jewish sage of the musical persuasion, “We know where we’re going, we know where we’re from, we’re leaving Babylon, going to the promised land”

We must dance between these two immutable spheres of reality, gliding with pure intent along the rhythmic contours of time and space.

Alive and awake, delighted and dancing, we shall persevere.

Yaakov Lehman
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The holy “Ohr HaChaim” – Rabbi Chaim ben Attar – writes that if you see a tzaddik die an unnatural death, then know full well that it is on account of the wrongdoings of the masses.We here in Israel are still not over the shock of losing one of this generation’s most prodigious tzaddikim – “Baba Elazar” – Rabbi Elazar AbuChatzeira of saintly and cherished memory, who was brutally murdered right before Shabbat. We all need to do some hard thinking about what we need to correct…

Why all of this during the infamous Three Weeks? And what about the other recent losses of this generation’s foremost tzaddikim like Rav Lefkowitz and the Sphinka Rebbe? And what about the wonderful three Chabad girls who were killed in a gas explosion recently in Natanya when they were giving out Shabbat candles? What’s going on?

The cause of the destruction of our Holy Temple was intramural hatred. It’s still here. Because we haven’t learned to love one another, we’re now losing our most special people, from little Leiby Kletzky in New York to the Fogel family and Baba Elazar here in Israel. Have you noticed that everyone’s been hit? Tragedy has struck all camps – national religious, Chassidim, Lithuanians, Sefardim, within Israel and outside of Israel.

In recent weeks, I’ve been writing and speaking non-stop about Ahavat Yisrael – it’s about time we learn how to love, according to Halacha.

The Torah commands us to love one another, saying, “You shall love your neighbor as yourself” (Leviticus 19: 18). This is an important one of the 248 positive commandments.

Contrastingly, the Torah also commands us, “You shall not hate your brother in your heart” (ibid, 17). This is a critical one of the 365 negative commandments of the Torah.

We don’t have to learn how to hate – it comes natural. TheSefer HaChinuch explains that human beings, because of their innate egotism, naturally tend to hate one another. People prefer themselves and cast others away, unless they have some vested interests or something to gain, which brings us right back to egotism. By the same token, Rebbe Nachman of Breslev teaches that making peace with someone else is unnatural… So lets make peace now and contribute your inspiration at … and read our comments! Great rap from Boruch Vidal!


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About Midnightrabbi inspired aka Eli Goldsmith

Eli Goldsmith aka the Midnightrabbi inspired, is originally from a well-known family, in the music biz and entertainment industry, from London, has transferred his upbringing and talents to be at the cutting edge of culture and Jewish talent hosting events for many programs. He studied in England at John Lyons School Harrow, Woodhouse College and Sussex University! Continuing his education in Israel, Talmudic Law and group council at Ohr Somayach, Kollel Aiza Birah and Kollel Boston, in Derech Hamelech and Rabbi in 6 well-known programs where was named honorably the Midnightrabbi by the beloved students themselves, He has rounded off his outlook with a large breath of wisdom including the "7 habits" from Stephen Covey to become the “10 habits” practical business successful approach. Working as a Consultant in the well-known Charity for 4 years, the Jaffa Institute and sister program the Bet Shemesh Educational Center is where he honed his talents in management and formed a bond with many special people worldwide. Recently working as a Consultant and Office manager of UKA United Kashruth Authority. And as a Counselor at Retorno a REHAB center. Eli was excitedly consulting, & as Customer Service & Sales Executive updating their Social media, @Student Services at MJI Institute. Eli Goldsmith is looking for new opportunities to inspire, alongside performing successfully as a Customer Service Executive at Nu Mark LLC. Eli contributes to HR and training with CX talks and positive professional feedback. Speaking in front of large audiences with confidence and inspiration. Eli is dedicating his spare time to the Future Special Education. This is the key to the root of the issue in Education! Partner with Founder of Unity Inspires Projects aka UPI! speaker :) Eli G consults with many artists and businesses to success! Look forward to hear from you for dedicated work together!

5 responses to “From Exile to Redemption, with Inspiration from Yaakov Lehman – D A J U S”

  1. midnightrabbi says :

    hate breeds destruction– so the first verse I wrote a while ago, but the second verse is new- new song enjoy
    by Boruch Samuel Vidal on Sunday, July 31, 2011 at 7:58pm
    I’ve been to many places/
    seen a lot of faces/
    lots of open minded people yet theirs still a lot of racists/
    I see a little peace and a lot of stereotypical hatred /
    goes around catch it fast like dudes catch court cases/
    been threw many phases from hospitals to placements/
    so much garbage wheres a dump so I could throw it away/
    I wanna roll away/ but I gotta keep fighting till I’m old and grey/
    they come with so much bigotry because their told it’s okay/ so just go you way/
    will the fighting ever stop G-d willing one day/ like my man Matis said one day one day/ when will that be, when we we could put aside our differences/
    Get the whole world interested/
    All they wanna do is debate about what the right religion is/
    You portray a tough image kid/
    Justice might be served but the war effects the innocent/
    So I pray yo get us out of this predicament/
    Chorus still working on it
    Verse 2
    So I pray for peace in the world but sometimes I doubt it will happen/
    how do you expect people to survive when other nations are attacking/
    ambitions drift away in a world that lacks passion/
    and words ring hollow when there’s never any action/
    do something to contribute instead of just blabbering/
    I’m imagining/
    a land of kings/
    filled with royalty, and happy families/
    never any war and no such things as casualties/
    change the way we think when we change the way we value things/
    live for the moment cus who knows what the next hour brings/
    the beat goes on
    I’m sick of all these racists who claim sup superiority to everyone
    anti Semites hate mongers I’ll take you on I’m ready son/
    hate breeds destruction it’s just a word but a deadly one/
    been brain washed my whole life but my whole life they fed me dung/
    if you think about the negative that S*** will only drown you/
    it’s kinda hard not to hate when hate is all around you/
    all i hear is condensation and words of people that sound cruel/
    and I wasn’t destined to make it but now I know I’m bound to.

  2. midnightrabbi says :

    thanks to dan
    Important mainly because of the words in the message.
    hide details 8:28 PM (14 hours ago)
    We are currently in the 3 week mourning period over the destruction of the temples, when we spend time dwelling over our losses. But what benefit does this have to us today? Surely it would be better to use our time more beneficially, like immersing in spirituality with a view to focussing towards rebuilding the temple! Indeed why dwell on the bad, when we can focus towards the good?

    Once the Children of Israel left Egypt, they journeyed through the wilderness for 40 years. They received heavenly instructions where and when to go, how long to stay for and when to carry on to their next destination. This journey could have been made in a matter of days, why then were the Children of Israel required to journey backwards and forwards rather than directly?

    Akiva grew up in a non-religious home in Bayside, New York. His divorced mother, Rosalyn Palmer, was a teller in Manufacturers Hanover Trust Company near Glen Oaks, where she struggled to support Akiva and his two brothers. They had lived in the Brooklyn projects near Canarie where the boys were often beaten up in anti-Semitic attacks. Hence when the Veterans Administration told Mrs. Palmer that her benefits entitled her to financing an apartment in the Veterans Co-op Housing Development in Bayside, they moved immediately.
    One day in 1970 she was informed of a transfer to the banks South Jamaica, Queens branch. It was a dangerous area and much further to travel, but she was left with no choice.
    One day in the bank a man deposited a large amount of cash, and then again a few days later. Mrs. Palmer noticed the cheques said Ezra Academy on them. “Sounds Jewish” she commented, “is there something Jewish in this neighbourhood?”
    The man smiled and introduced himself as Bernard Forscher. He explained that he organises bingo in the area, the proceeds of which go towards helping to fund the Ezra Academy school.
    As they conversed it transpired that Mrs. Palmer was sending her two of her boys to a public school.
    “A public school is no place for Jewish boys,” interjected Mr. Forscher.
    “I have no choice,” Mrs. Palmer defended herself, “I don’t know of any Jewish schools here, and besides we can barely make ends meet!”
    “Well,” smiled Mr. Forscher, “that’s exactly where the profits of the bingo go.” Within weeks Akiva was enrolled into Ezra Academy. Four years later he graduated and for over 20 years he has been a teacher and financial advisor of Ezra Academy Queens.
    The next week Mrs. Palmer was transferred back to the Glen oaks branch!

    The best path in life is not always the quickest and most direct.

    When the Children of Israel journeyed through the wilderness, it was not merely about reaching their final destination, but rather about experiencing a life in the wilderness, being openly sustained by the hand of G-d, and ultimately to instil within them fear of heaven [1]. Indeed the words “These are the journeys” [2] have a numerical value of ‘yirah’ meaning fear. This was their real journey, and only after they had fully absorbed this experience could they finally reach their destination.

    “These are the journeys of the Children of Israel” [2] – and we are also the Children of Israel, and in our ‘journeys’ through life, we are also often led on what seems to be an indirect path, and sometimes we might even end up going round in circles. This is hinted to in the word “massei” (“journeys”) which has a numerical of 180, indicating that sometimes it might be necessary to make a complete 180 degree turn and go backwards in order to ultimately complete our journey.

    In order for the temple to be rebuilt, also, we must undertake a few necessary journeys first. Even though it might seem like dwelling on the bad, it is actually our mourning that helps to rebuild the temple [3] and attain the ultimate good. The only way to get there is to make a few stops along the way.

    Are we going the right direction? That all depends on why we are journeying through life: if we are merely seeking to reach our destination then probably more often than not we will be going the wrong direction, but if our purpose is to look at each mini-journey as an opportunity to become closer to G-d and attain a fear of heaven, then indeed we are going in the right direction.

    Have an all right Shabbos and a good mourning 3 weeks,


  3. Midnightrabbi inspired aka Eli Goldsmith says :

    Reblogged this on midnightrabbi inspires! and commented:

    Went past Betar to Bet Shemesh, Israel the long way because of potential #terrorattack B’H. Already In Jaffa , Eli in Teli but got to run to Jerusalem soon , only good news!

    Miracles Midnightrabbi inspires There is suspicion of an attempted terrorist attack. A car arrived at the Betar checkpoint with gas cylinders found inside of it. The driver was arrested.

    The Shai District Police announced that the driver arrived at the checkpoint after traveling from Betar Illit to Tzur Hadassah and he was detained as a suspect.

    At this stage, the suspect refused to cooperate with the soldiers that investigated him and he was arrested soon afterwards. A preliminary investigation shows that there were a number of gas cylinders within the vehicle. The bomb disposal teams examined the vehicle and closed off the area in both directions.

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