I’ve never understood why it says in the Zohar there’ll have to be a big snowstorm in Jerusalem before Mashiach comes — until this past week.
Erev Shabbos as the snow starts to fall I get a little piece of understanding why and how snow could add to the advent of the process.
Slowly the family starts waking up.
“Is there school or not?”
There is but somehow we all decide to be weather forecasters and declare a snow day.
Ten minutes later the snow slowly begins.
Where there would usually be a few “squabbles” instead there’s excitement. Snow creates an entirely new reality a palatable peace that covers rusty pipes and gas balloons. Even my older sons talk nonstop about snow for the entire morning looking out windows calculating how much three feet would cover. So many try to grow up so fast passing over childhood until the snow comes and the child inside reemerges.
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