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I paid a fortune for the clinic and now I’m trapped, watching my son sinking by the day 

Tehillim 2:3 writes: “Yoshev bashamayim yischak —  He laughs in derision at evildoers.” Sadly, that laughter is not heard here on earth

A dusty sefer in a Boca genizah connected me to ancestors in a way I’d never imagined

I approached him personally and said, “I want to thank you for your service, and I want you to know that I daven for you daily”

WHAT IF we began judging people not by the color of their clothing or their headgear?

“What’s the point in living like this, immobile and in constant pain? Why didn’t You just finish me off?”