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Yaakov Paley

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"The master of the land spoke with us harshly!" Joseph's brothers wailed to Jacob. Severe famine engulfed the Middle East, and nations streamed to Egypt, the sole supplier of grain. Among millions of visitors, how many individuals were favored with a pers...
What you consider monotony, a burden, an obligation, may truly be your soul’s pot of gold...
“Israel raids… Israel kills… Israel boards… Now Israel must…"
From every site, from every page, from every location, I behold a name I adore and believe in: "Israel… Israel… Israel… Israel…" The Holy Land, homeland of our ancestors and our own as well, is once again on the lips and pens of every people on earth.
Some things are so very astounding that the casually passing mind refuses to notice the wonder.
Who placed the intimate secret of the cosmos on a plush toy dangling above my little boy's head?
And this little boy? When he awakens, what will he see? Undoubtedly he will marvel at neat rows of colored squiggles and wonder what they are doing in his crib. He is far too young to realize what he is looking at...
Not much has changed in 3,600 years...
Why did they find it so very difficult to accept the guidance of a mystic brother, yet so easy to be subservient to a foreign Pharaoh?
Is Nature a sleek bus that makes random stops? Or is the itinerary determined by our input and effort? Perhaps the bus driver ignores individuals but looks for a convenient crowd to smile upon?
To touch some of heaven’s radiance, then curve gracefully back towards the earth in a glorious ray of colors that are manmade reflections of G‑d’s truth and hope for mankind . . .
At the call of the dawn, two priests sounded their trumpets and began to descend the fifteen steps that led down from the Men’s Courtyard to the Women’s Courtyard . . .
It's not too often that an angel drops by for a cup of tea and a chat, or that one discovers a heavenly being hovering impatiently in the waiting room...
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