One fine day a few years ago, a friend of mine was walking down the street in Silver Spring, Md., when he happened to meet a former American who had moved to Israel some years earlier. They got to talking, and the latter said at one point, "It's such a beautiful day! Why do you seem down?"
"Well, the truth is," my friend said, "I'm turning 50 this week, and I got to thinking: Am I going in the right direction Jewishly? I think there must be something I could do to really upgrade my Judaism."
The other didn't blink: "How about making Aliyah?"
Later, my friend – who now lives up the block from me here in Beit El, just north of Jerusalem – said, "I felt like a ton of bricks had fallen on me – but it didn't hurt, you know what I mean?"
A ton of bricks that doesn't hurt. Wow. That doesn't happen too often. But perhaps when someone hears something he deeply senses to be true and real and good, even if seemingly difficult, maybe that's how it feels.
So, dear reader, how about making Aliyah?
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