Tragedy after Tragedy after Tragedy- what's the message?

Mevater

Wed, Mar 25 2015, 11:27 pm

Mevater wrote:

We're always told to amend our ways, when we're faced with tragedies, and most of us try to and succeed, to some extent. So why the continuation of tragedies?

Eight years later, and many of us have this same question now.

My answer to myself is:

We're a big far-reaching community, B"H, and while we have "Tragedy after Tragedy after Tragedy" we have Simcha after Simcha after Simcha, as well.

Rabbi Haber said in regard to the Sassoon tragedy something along the lines that he is not a Navi or into Kabbala, and is lost about why tragedies like this happen. That takes courage to say, as opposed to those who feel they know the reason and they definitely dont know for sure. Why the guessing game?

the world's best mom

Thu, Mar 26 2015, 12:58 pm

I wrote this poem a few years ago on Tisha B'Av. It expresses my thoughts on the reason for all the tragedies we have.

The telephone rings
And I say “Hello?”
On the other end
I hear a voice so low.

“Did you hear what happened
To our Zaidy so dear?
He had chest pain again.
He’s in the hospital, I fear.”

I close my eyes
So the tears cannot flow.
For once they begin,
They may never slow.

Why must this happen?
Is Hashem really so cruel?
Must He keep adding coals
So the flame won’t get cool?

This is not the first time
That bad news I’d received.
It wasn’t so long since
My nephew we’d grieved.

And my Bubbie’s broken foot
Hadn’t had time to heal,
And my mother just had surgery,
Much pain she does feel.

I open up my eyes again,
I see my children so young.
My two year old still doesn’t know
How to make sounds with his tongue.

My four year old daughter limps around
With braces on her feet.
Her big blue eyes have tears in them,
Her little face so sweet.

And it’s not just us
Who have such pains.
In every family I know,
Tragedy reigns.

One friend can’t have children,
Another’s still not married.
Another can’t control her kids,
Her face always looks harried.

Why, oh why must we live this life
With sadness all around?
Is it possible that happy days
Exist and will be found?

As I close my eyes again,
I call out in despair,
“Hashem, I know You’re up above,
Please wipe away my tears!

We can’t continue to live this way
With so much pain and fear.
We need to feel our Father’s Hand
Come wipe away our tears!”

“My precious child, Mein Tayera Kinde,”
Our Heavenly Father calls,
“I’m always there for my children.
I pick up everyone who falls.

One day I’ll bring you all
To a city that’s made of gold.
There will be no more sickness or pain,
Only happiness to be told.

I’ll rebuild the Bais HaMikdash.
You’ll bring Karbanos to Me again.
You’ll enjoy peace and Kedusha
In the life you will live then.

All of your beloved relatives
Whose lives were so tragically torn
Will all return to hold your hand,
No reason left to mourn.

I’m up here waiting eagerly
For the day I can bring you back.
I’m only waiting, My little one,
I’m waiting for you to ask!

My children are living in Galus now,
Contented with their lot.
They do not ask me to bring them back;
They’re too comfortable with what they’ve got.

And so I send them tragedies.
The point of them is to show
That Galus isn’t a second home;
It’s a far cry from what you could know.

Moshiach Ben Dovid awaits you.
He wishes he could come now.
I wish My children would ask for him,
But they don’t seem to know how!”

“Hashem,” I cry, “How can we ask
For something we’ve never seen?
We do not know that life can exist
Without these tragedies so mean.

We don’t remember the Bais Hamikdash
We don’t know what it was like.
The longer we stay in Galus,
The more these tragedies strike.

As we go on, we forget more and more
This life we’ve never known.
While you are waiting for us to ask,
We’re waiting to be shown!

Please Hashem, bring my brothers back,
They think that they have found
True happiness in this petty life
And the money they find around.

My brothers and sisters just do not know
That this happiness is not real,
So please, Hashem, I beg of You,
Bring us back so we can feel

A taste of this true happiness
You promise us each day.
We cannot miss it if we don’t know
How it feels to live that way!”