A Yom Kippur Like No Other

The Fellowship  |  October 2, 2020

TWICE DESTROYED & TWICE REBUILT Dateline: Jerusalem. 4 December 2013 The four pictures show the interior of the 'Hurva' synagogue in the Jewish quarter of the Old City of Jerusalem. (241Q3, 241Q5, 241Q7 & 241Q8) In March 2010 the rebuilt 'Hurva' synagogue in Jerusalem's Jewish Quarter was reopened after having been destroyed by the Jordanian Arab Legion on 25 May 1948. Today the Hurva is one of the most popular destinations for visitors to the Jewish Quarter. The 'Hurva' (meaning 'ruin' in Hebrew) had been rebuilt almost exactly how it was before it was blown up during the War of Independence. The story of the 'Hurva' goes back to October 1700 when a group of European Jewish settlers led by Rabbi Yehuda the Hassid had settled in the Old City and proceeded to build the synagogue. Exactly twenty-one years later – to the day – a group of marauding Arabs burnt the synagogue down as they demanded that all loans that had been made to the community be paid off immediately, which was for the community an impossibility. In 1862 followers of the Vilna Gaon obtained a building license from the Ottoman Authorities in Kushta (Istanbul), who at the time had control of Jerusalem. All previous debts were paid to the authorities in full and in 1864 the synagogue was rebuilt for the second time. For many years the 'Hurva' was the main Ashkenazi synagogue in Jerusalem. The blowing up of the synagogue in 1948 was for the Jordanians a symbol of their victory. However following the retaking of the Old City in 1967 by the IDF it was not long before the intention was declared to build the 'Hurva' once again. In the meantime the form that the newly rebuilt synagogue would take had not been finalized and in the interim period the northern arch of the destroyed synagogue was reconstructed in 1977 to be a symbol for all to see of the resurrected Old City. It was decided eventually that the 'Hurva' would be rebuilt, as it was before the 1948 destruction. The cost of the project was $7.3 million of which the government paid 85 percent and the remaining fifteen percent was by private donations. When the 'Hurva' was rededicated in 2010 serious rioting by Arabs took place in the Old City who put the story about that the rededication of the 'Hurva' was an indication that the Jews were about to destroy the mosques on the Temple Mount. Today the synagogue still bears the name 'Hurva', only today it is one of the most beautiful synagogues in Israel. Not just an architectural masterpiece, but an active living synagogue and community. Copyright: ASHERNET Text and photos: Edgar Asher Ref: (6086)

Miriam Lock, a staff member in The Fellowship’s Jerusalem office, shares her reflections on observing Yom Kippur, past and present.

Yom Kippur, which Jewish people around the world observed earlier this week, is the holiest day of the Jewish year – a day of fasting and prayer, a day of forgiveness. I have been fasting on Yom Kippur and spending most of the day in the synagogue since my childhood.

In fact, Yom Kippur takes me back to my childhood. This Yom Kippur, as always, I thought of my grandfather, who was a rabbi in Chicago. I remembered his synagogue on Devon Avenue on Yom Kippur night. I would sit in the downstairs sanctuary (two services took place simultaneously on Yom Kippur to accommodate the crowds) watching my grandfather, who we called Papa, at the front. Above his black suit he wore his kittel, a special ceremonial white robe. I remembered feeling at home, and also a little special because I was the rabbi’s granddaughter and he was always so happy to see me there.

This year, when the chazzan (or cantor, who leads the congregation in prayer)  said the Hineni prayer in the morning, I remembered Mr. Raffle, the little man in my grandfather’s synagogue who would make a grand entrance from the corner of the room wearing a tall white head covering saved for the occasion. I admit that my sister and I used to laugh at the way he looked. When I got a bit older and learned more about the Yom Kippur prayers in school, I finally understood what Mr. Raffle was saying in his heavily accented Hebrew.

Papa, who was not only a wise man but also had a good sense of humor, once said, “You can take a man out of the shul (Yiddish for synagogue), but you can’t take the shul out of the man.” This observation was as true for women as it was for men, and it was certainly true for me. More than fifty years later I remember my childhood synagogue as clearly as if I had been there yesterday.

The Yom Kippur War

On another Yom Kippur, I was on an Israeli kibbutz (collective agricultural community) during a war. I was almost 18, a young American girl spending what today would be called my “gap year” between high school and college on Kibbutz Yavne, a religious community in central Israel. It was 1973. I had gone out of the synagogue for a few minutes for some fresh air and I suddenly noticed the men coming outside and running towards their homes. A few minutes later I saw them running back in their olive green IDF uniforms towards the parking lot behind the dining hall. There was a strange feeling in the air that I couldn’t place.

I heard a sound and walked towards its source. In a little office with an open door, three or four kibbutz members were standing and listening to the radio. The fact that they were listening to the radio on Yom Kippur told me right away that something was very wrong, since Yom Kippur is a day when we avoid any kind of entertainment. “We’ve been attacked,” one of the men told me in a low, solemn voice. “The army is calling up all reserve soldiers.” The Yom Kippur War had begun.

While the kibbutz was in the middle of the country and not near the front lines, we felt the war in the air around us from morning to night. Together with the kibbutz teenagers, we filled in for those who were drafted into the war. Our group went into the fields all day to help with the olive and apple harvests as most of the classes we were supposed to have in the morning were cancelled. Five soldiers from the kibbutz were killed in the Yom Kippur war, including a 19-year-old boy who I had met on the last Shabbat he would ever spend at home with his family. One of the other soldiers was missing in action for a long time until his death was confirmed. I will never forget that Yom Kippur.

A Prayer for Our Future

This year, because of the tight coronavirus restrictions in Israel, I attended Yom Kippur services outside, in a small playground at the end of my block in Efrat where I have been living for almost 35 years. The congregation included about 20 men and 20 women – the maximum number of people allowed to congregate in one place – and all of us wore masks and sat two meters apart. A lacy curtain separated the men and women, and only people from the same family could sit together.

On Yom Kippur night, as we began the haunting Kol Nidrei prayer, I looked up at the green leaves and brown branches of the trees and the darkening blue sky above my head as night fell. Although the reason we were praying outside was not at all pleasant, there was something unique and special about praying outside, surrounded by trees, the slides in the women’s section and the swings in the men’s section. Beyond the park, a few neighbors joined in while sitting in front of their houses or on their porches. Our outdoor synagogue was just one of many others scattered throughout Efrat.

I am quite sure that this Yom Kippur memory will be another I will carry with me for a long time. And although there was something charming about the outside prayers, one of the things I pray for this year, in addition to good health, is a return to normalcy. I hope that next Yom Kippur will be spent inside the synagogue and that there will be no need for masks or social distancing, because we will all be healthy. I pray that we will be able to be together again without the restrictions that have kept us separated from one another for too long. I, for one, have had enough of coronavirus – and I know I’m not the only one.

-Miram Lock

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