In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
We are a nation in mourning, a nation united by what we’ve lost
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
Forty years ago I learned the secret of the tears at Kever Rashbi. Now, as we cry together, I feel compelled to share it
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
I glimpse the infinitely unknowable face of G-d and I tremble
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
When the pain is unbearable, we know that it’s only Hashem’s existence and mercy that can fill that void, that “makom”
True Account
Two childless brothers share their story of pain, hope and salvation
Magazine Feature
Alter Mordechai Morel wasn’t supposed to live to his first birthday. But for the next 36 years, he defied the odds. Knowing any day could be his last, he made every minute count
