After a week of desperate prayers for rain in Israel, the Divine response has been to send not water but FIRE.
To wit, the most devastating fire in the history of the State and most likely beyond.
After so many wars won against all possible odds, I am one of those people who firmly believes that not much happens in this region without Divine intervention.
Or non-intervention when appropriate.
I wonder what might happen if our leaders stopped scrambling to give away parts of our promised land as if it meant nothing to them.
And what would happen if they started treating Eretz Yisrael, and the beautiful homeland so miraculously restored to our people after 2,000 years, as the most precious of all gifts, to be treasured and apppreciated every day of our lives.
Maybe it might rain.
Perhaps even pour!