We are Ari Fuld

Tonight, Israel mourns the loss of one of her great lions.

This morning I wished him G’mar Chatima Tova, the blessing customary before Yom Kippur – may you be inscribed in the Book of Life. Shortly afterward I discovered that a terrorist had murdered him.

This leaves each and every one of us with a burden – in addition to grieving the loss of a member of our tribe, a friend to many and a defender of us all – we are left carry the weight that he carried.

Ari passionately defended Israel. He loved this land and her people.WhatsApp Image 2018-09-16 at 22.14.33

He helped everyone he could.

He tried to shake us all out of galut mentality, to free minds so we can grow strong in our land.

He was unashamed and unafraid to counter hatred, making sure to arm himself with facts and a gun – which today we saw him use to protect others, even after he was mortally wounded. 

When others describe us with words like “settler” and “right-wing Zionist,” as if these words are ugly excuses to justify our murder, we need to respond with our own words:
father, husband, friend, proud Jew.

We are humans, not statistics and not their caricatures.

Every Jew murdered is Ari Fuld.
Every Jew alive is Ari Fuld – whether they know it or not.

Now that Ari is no longer here, it is our responsibility to carry on where he left off. Whatever part we have been doing, we all need to stretch ourselves a bit more, close ranks and do more, to do what he no longer can.

Now we must all be Ari – in his memory and for our future.


6 thoughts on “We are Ari Fuld

  1. Just as important as it is to write these stories and thoughts in English – it is equally needed in Hebrew.

    Can someone take on translation to Hebrew so that everyone in this country reads these posts?

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    1. Thank you for your kind words Rina.
      If you know anyone who would like to translate this or any other article of mine to Hebrew, I would be happy for that to happen.
      Although I have lived in Israel more than half my life, writing in Hebrew is not my strong side 🙂

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  2. I am one of thousands, standing and singing inside and outside, awaiting the start of the levaya. Such a deep, deep sadness pervading the crowd. Yet singing songs of hope and faith in our Father in Heaven.

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