Tisha B'Av
Aug. 10th, 2019 10:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
How do you cry for something you’ve never had? How do we long for something that we have never known? Two hundred years ago, Napoleon saw us crying and mourning for the Bais Hamkidash with such intensity that he could not believe that it was not a recent event. And yet, here I sit two thousand, four hundred and thirty nine years after Nebuchadnezer had the Temple burned, and I feel almost nothing. It is good that the Sages proclaimed a way for us to grieve, because without it, would any of us really long for the day when it will be rebuilt? Maybe some, the very pious and learned, but not the regular people like me. I want to yearn, and long and grieve for the Bais Hamikdash. I want to want the coming of Moshiach and the time when G-d will be clearly revealed to us. But I don’t feel it. And that is the most tragic thing about it all.