|Art: Fernando Botero|
I woke up from a strange dream this morning. In the dream it was Friday afternoon, and people were getting ready for Shabbat. Suddenly, all the houses started falling down, rocks and bricks were being strewn all over the ground. People were desperately trying to get back to their homes before Shabbat, and for some people it was impossible to get anywhere, and they were scared. Dead bodies and severely injured people were cluttering the streets. Ambulances were trying to get the wounded out, it was a totally unreal scene. A few orthodox Jews wearing their Shabbat clothes were calmly walking to shul for Friday night service, while the chaos continued all around them.
I've never had a dream like that before. Maybe it was total nonsense, or maybe it was a sign that we are on the edge of erev Shabbat [Geula] and the world is being judged. Those who can't get back to their homes in time for Shabbat will be scared, but those who are prepared will calmly walk through and arrive at their destination.