SWORDS OF IRON WAR. SHABBAT
This I recall to my mind, Therefore I have hope.
Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my
soul,
“Therefore I hope in Him!”
No sirens for 24 hours only warnings that Iran is planning to attack. Then, last night, they sent rockets and aircraft all night long. We slept well in Nahariya but in Haifa and on Carmel Mountain they heard many aircraft during the night.
This morning all is quiet again. Willie took the bus to the Khila, I'm staying at home.
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