Rabbi Lavi was the husband of my daughter’s school teacher from last year, so the murder hit my family pretty hard.
One of my kids was in floods of tears for a day, asking the perennial question about why God could let something so horrible happen. I told her the truth: I don’t know. But what I do know for sure is that nothing is random, and that the stabbings were part of some Divine plan that is beyond human intelligence, and that can only be grasped and accepted with human faith and belief.
We talked for a while, and eventually she calmed down. I told her that when these ‘bad’ things happen, the only thing that keeps me sane is to go and talk to God about them, and then somehow I get the internal reassurance and strength I need to carry on without cracking up.
Stress starts to take its toll, physically
In the meantime, the other kid was dealing with the situation in a different way: nightmares, panic attacks and puking from nerves. She goes to school in the Old City, often via the Arab shuk, or market place, and all of her friends live in or next to it. The fear of ‘what might be’ next time she went to school was paralyzing her, and taking her nervous system out.
It’s a classic case of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, or PTSD, and the good news is that there are lots of energy psychology type things you can do to alleviate it. But when the source of the stress is ongoing and continuance, ie, Arab terrorism right on your doorstop, then clearly getting the stress to go away is far more difficult.
Talk to God about terrorists...
What to do? Again, I don’t really know. Again, I went to talk to God about it all this morning, and He started to give me some guidance about how to start tackling the problem both practically and spiritually. Will the advice work? I certainly hope so. But in the meantime, I came out of my talking to God session feeling so much calmer and together again, so in that respect it already worked.
If I wasn’t regularly talking to God about all this stuff, I would be a complete nervous wreck. As it is, I’m only half a nervous wreck, which is probably pretty good going, considering.
We live in interesting times, as the Chinese curse goes. Every day brings its own surprises, threats and terror. As I’m seeing in my own life time and time again, talking to God is the only way to get through our challenging times in one piece, without resorting to medication, going crazy or getting physically ill from the stress of it all.