T oday I’ll write about the Geulah Battalions. That was the name Rabbanit Chana gave our campaigns when we would divide up into pairs and take to the streets to bring merit to our Jewish sisters.
“All these women’s neshamos are hewn from the same pure source” said Rabbanit Chana. “They all want to dress the right way with absolute modesty. They just don’t know any better and sometimes the yetzer hara mixes up their minds. They need to hear an explanation that reaches their Jewish heart that touches the place inside that seeks the truth.”
It was obvious to us that we were the crème de la crème of the Jewish People. Rabbanit Chana loved to tell us how we were spearheading the Geulah. She described how Mashiach would come and we would be standing in the front row to greet him. Chagit especially was enchanted with that image. I remember how she would imagine all the people who insulted us standing there in shock seeing all the honor being given us.
“Oy how they’re going to regret it that they didn’t dress the way they should ” she would say with shining eyes. “But it will be too late. Only we’ll be there to greet Mashiach.”
