In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
It struck me that those who perished in Meron gave us a parting gift
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”
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
The losses are staggering — so many names, so many faces, so many shattered families and futures
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
He had an urge to utilize every minute, as if he were aware that his journey in This World would be a short one
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
If he had an ambition, it was to go bring simchah to as many cholei Yisrael as possible
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
“He was like a diamond. He was gold”
