It’s the nine days.; Tisha B’av is almost upon us. I know I should be feeling the mourning, the pain and devastation that the churban and thus, that galus has wrought upon us. I listen to lectures and try to truly feel Hashem’s pain. Sometimes I get these flashes of inspiration and I feel truly saddened. But it’s hard to stay focused, to really fully grasp the enormity of what mourning the churban is all about.
So I focus inward. I think on a personal level about how this galus has affected me and people I know and that finally arouses in me a deep longing for Moshiach.
Let me take you around my block.
Need I go on?
This is galus. This is a world without the Bais Hamikdash. This is what I can mourn. And this is just a myopic glance at what needs to end. Now.
So cry with me…and maybe, just maybe, the cup full of tears will finally overflow.