Is it possible for a grieving mother to welcome strangers into her home, greet them warmly and patiently, only to then offer them words of comfort and inspiration?
Is it possible for a 19-year-old soldier, freshly recovered from injuries, to insist on returning to the battlefield, forgoing additional time to recover?
Is it possible for a mother of seven children, managing a bustling and lively household, to maintain a joyful spirit while her husband has been away at war for over three weeks?
Is it possible for countless families, displaced from their homes, to display joy and an acceptance while confined to small hotel rooms, with an uncertain future ahead?
Is it possible for individuals, fully engaged in the grueling task of identifying the mutilated remains of hundreds of men, women and children, to maintain grace, composure, warmth, love, optimism, and hope?
Is it possible for hundreds of soldiers, bearing the weight of war-related stress, to spontaneously burst into song, expressing praise and gratitude to Hashem?
Is it possible for parents whose children are being held in captivity to focus their spoken thoughts on their love for the land and the people of Israel?
Is it possible for injured civilians and soldiers to receive hundreds of cards, visits, gifts and calls from people they’ve never met?
Is it possible for a Holocaust survivor, who endured the unspeakable atrocities of the concentration camps, to maintain hope and optimism while having to relive unspeakable traumatic memories?
Is it possible for a community, struck by a catastrophic raid of terror, to come together, support each other, and vow to rebuild with resilience and strength?
Yes, it is possible. I’ve seen it with my own eyes.
ה’ עז לעמו יתן ה’ יברך את עמו בשלום
To Whom It May Concern 