Emunah. I Have Faith.
Emunah. Faith. Not belief, not religion. Faith. I have faith in the Israel I know.
The Israel which raised more than 600,000 NIS in a matter of hours, for the widow of Ofir Hisdai, who was gunned down in a parking lot over a dispute.
The Israel where 30,000 people attended the funeral for fallen lone soldier, Max Steinberg, none of whom knew him personally.
The Israel in which hundreds of thousands of people attended protests against the government’s anti-democratic agenda, every single week for ten months, protesting the government. And then every Saturday evening for two years to stand in solidarity with the families of hostages held in Gaza, whose lives were a living nightmare, and to demand their release, until they were, to the last living one.
And when the government froze, unable to function, paralyzed by shock after October 7 – and for the three months following, until they eventually got their act together – when hundreds of thousands of people were evacuated from their homes in the North and the Gaza Envelope – the Israel that mobilized of their own initiative and collected everything these displaced families needed, from........
