Prayers at the Wall

Three years ago I brought my eldest son to Israel. He stood at the Kotel and was overwhelmed with emotion – more than I thought a 13 year old could be. For me, it was also an overwhelming experience – one that I wrote about here.

Last week on Wednesday, I returned to the Kotel to pray – and to ask for blessings for so many people. As I stood there I felt so deeply humbled at the multitude of gifts that have been bestowed upon me since my last visit.

It was not long after I prayed at the Kotel, and at my father’s and grandparent’s graves, that I met my KoD. It was mere weeks from those reflective moments that my life changed forever – for the better.

In those three years, we met, married and I moved to New York. I am married to a man who fills my life with so much love and joy. The boys are thriving. I am now working at my dream job. There is not a day that goes by that I do not thank God for his abundant blessings – but it was really brought home to me on Wednesday when I was back at the Kotel. How far have I come?! How far have I been carried?!

Sometimes we pray so hard for things, and when our prayers are answered – do we take the time to acknowledge it? Or do we just accept the positive outcome without realizing and only pause to comment when our prayers are denied?

I left my prayers and my tears on the Kotel and on my father’s grave. My soul leaves a part of itself here in Israel, awaiting my return.

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  1. sheldan says:

    I think that a part of me never left Israel from my trip there in 1996.

    Regarding prayers at relatives’ graves: It is very powerful to visit their graves. My wife and I have tried to go to Pittsburgh each year to visit the graves of her parents and uncle (due to circumstances, sometimes we have been unable to), and it is very important to her to do this. I also visit the graves of my grandparents at our shul’s cemetery, and soon I will visit the cemetery for the first time since my mother’s funeral in March. During the 12-month mourning period, there are many things I will have to get used to, but, like you, I will not forget the relatives that are no longer with us.

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