SWORDS OF IRON WAR – NOVEMBER

SUNDAY - Day 37 of the war                         12.11.2023

We went to friends to pray in the next town. The train carried mostly soldiers today and the 19-minute ride on it made me nervous.

I love the train ride in Israel. My father worked on the first train treks from Tel Aviv to Haifa and I always loved the trips we took. I still do.

Praying on the Balcony

Today, I kept looking around to see if there was a bomb on it, or on the treks and I was rather disquiet. I felt unsafe on the way back as well. Should I tell the station manager what I see, or how I feel? 

We did not. We went home.

At the bus station we were notified that rockets hit a few places on the Northern Border. 5 people dead, 6 wounded, all were electrical workers who had to fix electrical lines in the settlements that were evacuated. At home, I checked the news, no dead only wounded, some very hard hit, probably hospitalized. But, when we set down for supper the explosions started. Rockets flew in and Iron Dome intercepted. Again and again. Towns and cities around us had rockets fallen in but not Nahariya. Sirens sounded, but not in our city.

I was speaking to our Canadian son while the red alert app sounded on my phone, but he could not hear it. I had to turn his call off and close the blinds and windows toward the North.

We understood that it was Hamas – now in Lebanon – that was doing the shooting. We are told that IDF is fighting on a few fronts, Lebanon + Gaza + Judea and Samaria + Syria + Eilat. We were also told that all of them did plan to attack Israel together but Hamas “jumped the guns” and being trigger-happy moved in first. Hamas is now in Lebanon as well.

A few miracles were reported by soldiers on the front about beings helping them to avoid traps.

A dove stopped a line of soldiers from going forward by flying in the face of the first in line – they stopped and checked: a line was found across the walk and if they had continued they would have stumbled and triggered a major bomb.

A rabbi appeared to another group and said, “Don't go there, it will cause many widows. Move away” As they tried to move him, their hands went through the rabbi as if through air, and they chose to turn away. The house blew up and their lives were spared.

A homeless-looking old woman passed in front of a different group and directed them to take a different path. Again, they avoided a pocket of artileries that would have exploded.

Nahariya so far is quiet in comparison to all around it. No rockets right now, no sirens to speak of, and we feel that we are protected by many angles.

Praise God for answering our years of prayers for the northern border and for our city – we know that He will not let us down.

Waiting for the Abducted to return.