When I visit this spot, I like to look down into the dark pool and imagine that my ancestors who lived and worked and raised their families here are looking back at me from the darkness and that they’re smiling, recognizing me as their child and as proof of God’s faithfulness to them.
Part of the special joy of living as a Jew in Judea is connecting so deeply to our ancestral mothers and fathers—walking in their footsteps, carrying on with their mission, raising our families, building a nation, and bringing blessings to the Earth and knowledge of God to all humankind.
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