Throughout this Thanksgiving weekend, we have been deeply distressed and we have shaken our heads in shocked dismay at the ghastly blood-baths in Mumbai. It has been impossible for us to be thankful for America without taking to heart the scores of innocent victims (mostly not Americans or Britons, supposedly targeted) who were randomly shot up—men, women, little children, by a handful of well-disciplined sea-invading men made insane by their Islamic religious mentors. The Jewish element of this madness has not been overlooked by the media, and it has been commented on by many sympathetic spiritual leaders in our country. The Islamic terrorists, including one surviving Mumbai attacker, have hardly been reticent about it. Jews and Israelis were specifically targeted and the horrifying slaughter of a young rabbi and his wife, among others, ensued at the Chabad House—a center for prayer, housing, social welfare, and food distribution. Below, the rabbi is seen with some of his students.
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According to published reports in The New York Times and the Jerusalem Post, some of the terrorists had actually rented rooms at the Chabad House in the months prior to this atrocity. They took in the hospitality and joined in the meditation while staking out the place for their assiduously-planned murder rampage. Unbelievably, the assassins exacerbated the terror by wrapping their victims in their own prayer shawls before shooting them in the skulls. The cords of death encompassed me, and the straits of the nether-world got hold upon me; I found trouble and sorrow. (Psalm 116:3)
We recited psalms in our synagogues for every sufferer, Jew, Christian, Hindu, Muslim—all innocent victims of the divine perjury that is spreading, like spiritual carcinoma, from the caves of Islamic cabalists who are warped in some kind of medieval spell.
Rivka's baby Moses miraculously survived
Yet we took relief in the fact that the infant son of the murdered Rabbi Gavriel and Rivka Holtzberg was miraculously smuggled out of the Chabad House by an employee just before the horror ensued. The little child is safely in the hands of his grandparents. His name is Moses.
This is not the first time that a baby Moses somehow survived a designated pogrom—it is the story of our beloved Moses in Egypt, set adrift by his frightened parents into the Egyptian bulrushes after Pharaoh commanded the mass murder of Jews. Who knows but that this Moses will grow up and lead us out of this wilderness? May the memory of the dead, all God’s children, be for blessing.
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