Cattle Magnates, but Shepherds
Sky Full of Transmitters

When the Words Don't Come

Sometimes, you go out to the field - yearning to speak to Hashem - but the words don't come. On one such occasion, when I was all choked up, I took my little shepherd's flute and began to play. Hashem in His infinite mercy gave me the gift of the following melody, which unclogged the heart, released the tears, and enabled the words to flow forth. I call this melody, "Whispering Soul" - with all the noise in the world, we need daily time to be alone with Hashem and to listen to the faint but sublime message of our soul, which yearns to be heard. 

Overseas, it's holiday season and the roads are jammed; whatever you do, drive carefully. Don't forget to say The Traveler's Prayer (Tefilat_haderech) when you begin your journey, whether by car, bus, train, boat or plane. Don't ever think that you're alone, because Hashem is right there with you. He cares so very much about you, and so do we.


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reuven ben dov


thank you so much


That's is nice. I found this blogpost eI was searching for a Bibleverse. When I read your post I had to think what Augustine said (yes I am a gentile). He said: "For he who sings praise (... me: or use his flute), does not only praise, but also praises joyfully; he who sings praise, not only sings, but also loves Him whom he is singing about/to/for. There is a praise-filled public proclamation (praedicatio) in the praise of someone who is confessing/acknowledging (God), in the song of the lover (there is) love.

I haver never read of heard about the traveller-prayer . I will sent it to my old father (86) He's still reading and studying Hebrew and Aramic from his youth. I think he shall love this prayer.

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