Tyres

The last couple of weeks, I’ve been getting a practical lesson in just how good, and just how holy, so many of the simple Jews out there really are.

You won’t hear stories about these simple Jews in the propaganda press, including Jewish propaganda sites like A7 and the Yeshiva World News.

You probably won’t hear stories about them in a lot of other places, too, because in this era of ‘self-promotion’ that we live in, these people aren’t doing their acts of kindnesses, and their mitzvahs, to brag about it on Instagram or Facebook.

They are doing stuff for God.

And because they care.

Here’s what happened to me today.

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As you know, the last few weeks I’ve been having yet another ‘mid-life crisis’, as my husband’s foot situation really brought back to me just how fragile – and short – life really is.

BH, with Hashem’s help (and absolutely no help from Western medicine….) the foot is doing so much better, and life as we know it has slowly gone back to something pretty much normal.

He can walk around again, drive again, leave the house again, go to shul again…. Baruch Hashem a million times, because for a month it really wasn’t like that at all.

But in the meantime, caring for the foot 24/7, and worrying about the foot even when I wasn’t slicing garlic to put on the sores, or dripping on industrial amounts of Tea Tree essential oil, kind of burst my complacent little bubble, a little.

At the same time, I’ve been translating some stuff from the Rav, Rav Berland, about the importance of reaching out to others, with the light of the Torah, and helping other people develop a real relationship with Hashem.

And the combo of the ‘foot teshuva’ and the stuff from the Rav has really hit me like a bolt of lightning, and got me really looking at what am I doing, to help other people?!

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(More on that in a moment.)

So today, I headed off early out of Jerusalem, to go and visit my ‘One Brain’ woman near Ashkelon, to see if she can help me clear up some of the confusion and inner turmoil I’ve been experiencing recently, around the idea of what am I doing with my life and is it what God really wants.

Except.

I got a massive flat tyre, in the middle of the main road in the San Simon neighborhood of Jerusalem, in the middle of rush hour.

There is so much construction going on all over the place, as the municipality digs up all the roads everywhere, to lay the cable required for 5…G, that flat tyres have become a regular part of life, the last few months.

Except.

Usually, I have my husband in the car with me to help take care of it. Or, the flat is not usually a total blow-out, so I can drive it to the puncture repair place in Talpiot and have them deal with it.

But not today.

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My husband was in the middle of davening, on the other side of the city.

(And anyway, I didn’t want to put additional stress on his foot, until it’s 100% healed.)

I stood there looking pathetic for 10 minutes, hoping some resident would take pity on me and help me change the tyre. It wasn’t happening.

So then, I kind of fell into despair and started to feel sorry for myself, and totally helpless and hopeless.

I called my husband in the middle of davening (sorry God!) – and he suggested I call my kid, who knew about some organisation that helps people change their tyres for free.

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Long story short, about 20 minutes later, a very tall man called Uriel showed up, and changed my tyre for me.

While he worked, he told me he used to be in the army for 8 years, ‘serving the country’, until he was injured.

Now, he has a younger brother who also wants to go into the special forces, but Uriel is urging him not to do it, because ‘the army is not the same army it was’.

As he talked, he was laid flat next to my car, cranking it up so he could put the spare tyre on, and I had such a feeling of gratitude for his time and help, it’s hard to describe it.

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When he was done, I tried to give him the box of Ferrero Roche that I’d got at the corner store, to say a small thank you.

He refused to take it.

If I take something for doing a mitzva, then it’s not a mitzva any more! he told me, with a very serious expression on his face.

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So, I gave him a minute long bracha instead, before driving off to the puncture place to get the tyre fixed.

While I drove to Talpiot, I realised I was tearing up.

Wow, this country is mamash full of amazing people, amazing Jews, really just trying to do kindnesses for other people, and trying to help them….I also want to be one of those people….

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Long story short, I totally missed my appointment with my One Brain woman.

But in the meantime, I had about three hours of talking to God, and trying to figure out what I can try to do, as me, to help others.

And this is what I have come up with, with Hashem’s help:

I want to help other women, and specifically other mum’s, to recharge their batteries, and to appreciate what amazing people they really are.

Not because they’re perfect, because who’s perfect?

And not because they’ve fixed all their bad middot already, because ad 120 to get that sorted out….

But just because they are trying so hard to love their families. And putting so much time, love and energy out in the world.

And because when push comes to shove, it’s the women, the mothers, the wives, who are keeping the whole show on the road.

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As more specific ideas start to gel, I’ll let you know.

(And I’m also happy to hear from readers about what sorts of things they’d like,  or are interested in, that would help to recharge their batteries, body, mind and especially soul.)

This is where I’ve got to, today.

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The people who get so much of the limelight, the headlines, the ‘buzz’, the kudos in the Jewish community are nearly all basically scummers.

They’ve done a brilliant job of hijacking us, and pretending that their brand of fake ‘Judaism’, their brand of divisive and self-serving politics, their brand of anti-Torah, self-aggrandising ‘zionism’, is the real deal.

Today, a simple guy named Uriel, who took an hour out of his day to change my tire on a busy street in Jerusalem reminded me, again, about what real Jews, and real Judaism looks like.

And it’s totally beautiful.

And that’s the world where I want to be hanging out more, even as I probably have to continue the ‘clean up’ job here on the blog, for a little while longer.

All with Hashem’s help.

Because there is no other way.

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You might also like this article:

Again, this isn’t one of mine, it’s on a blog called Heshek, and it’s a very interesting post about how the Erev Rav have always used witchcraft and sorcery, with lots of Torah references. It’s the first in a series, and I’m looking forward to the next one.

In the meantime, I’m kind of liking the idea of putting other people’s interesting posts here at the bottom of mine, so it’s less about ‘self-promotion’ and more about sharing good things around.

Enjoy!

All of Them Witches, Part 1

 

6 replies
  1. yanabril
    yanabril says:

    Thank you for such wonderful post! May you see blessings, fulfillment and menuhas nefesh from all your next steps!! I am looking forward to your new posts for moms and wives :D!
    P.s. Refuah Sheleima to your husband!

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  2. Daisy
    Daisy says:

    A very interesting post, Rivka. I want to comment, but if what I am about to write is being “erased”? Then please let me know and I will make sure you receive it under separate cover. Is the issue of sansorsheep also a problem on this platform? Thanks.

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    • Rivka Levy
      Rivka Levy says:

      It might be, inasmuch as sometimes comments don’t seem to reach me. But also, it takes me a while to approve comments, especially from the US, as they usually come in while I’m asleep.

      And occasionally, I myself will change a word, or delete something that could potentially get my blog into trouble as a site for publishing hate speech, or something like that. It’s a v narrow bridge, that doesn’t happen often, but it does occasionally happen.

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  3. Daisy
    Daisy says:

    I loved the link you shared with us. Some ideas came to my mind. The first one has to do with Yuval Noah Harari, the little WEF “spiritual leader”, the israeli shrimp determined to erase most of humanity while he and his A.I. buddies become “gods”. Do you know anything about his origins? He is obviously Erev Rav: his activities are pure sorcery: after all, his philosophy is also “replacement theology”, if you can call his A.I. meshigas theology: basically he and his buddies want to erase all of humanity except for themselves and their fellow sorcerers, who will then be controlling the whole world as “gods”, and will have defeated – or so they wish – HaKadosh Baruch Hu. Not to mention the children’s blood feasting “enjoyed” by all those perverts, no different from Pharaoh. And of course little Hahari is gay: what else, right?

    And frankly I feel that technology, in particular 5..G, HAARP and chemtrails, and the CERN, etc, are a form of sorcery as well, aren’t they? Basically we have a whole group of wizards in charge of humanity, with an army of servants ( PM’s, royal families, etc.) worldwide fulfilling their gods’ orders: back to Nimrod, and the Tower of Babel ( with the world’s central bank, the B.I.S.,shaped like the Tower of Babel and based in Basel – interesting antonym)!

    So this is clearly a war between the enemies of Hashem, who want to replace Him lo aleinu, and Hashem’s servants!

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  4. Daisy
    Daisy says:

    And by the way, Rivka, don’t beat yourself so much: you are really helping people a lot with your blog – at least me, but I am sure others as well: your blog is a breath of ruchanyut, a breath of the Rav’s presence, and a moment of reconnection to Hashem in the middle of the day, or whenever; you should know, and be aware of the good you are doing without even knowing you are doing that!!!

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  5. Molly
    Molly says:

    I’m reading the article you posted and I am reminded of something I’ve been worried about for quite a while… as soon as a new baby is born in America it’s given a number, social security number, and it is tied up in social contracts through its birth certificate and stuff. Then we have marriage contracts, drivers license, tax agreements and such that by the time we’re old, the government, which I’m very sure is composed of sorcery, has our souls bound up in all kinds of oaths and small print and complicated exit clauses that we’re held liable after we die because they play a game of Rumplestilskin and get us tricked into servitude. There are people out there trying to help others get out of these contracts and declare themselves sovereign citizens and cut ties with the Strawman equivalent of themselves the govt creates for us to operate through (that many are wholly unaware of) … well anyway, I’ll see what else I can learn about it and report back.

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