Just another child

This is one of our eight grandchildren, Her name is Hadar. She is three. She will, God willing, grow up to be a teenager, a student, a young adult, a mother, a grandmother. A whole world of hope and accomplishment stands before her. She is adored by her parents, her brother, her grandparents, her uncles, her aunts, her cousins, her friends and everyone who knows her. Now close your eyes and imagine a child just like Hadar, a child that you are close to. Imagine how you love her, how you cherish her. Hold that love in your heart and multiply it by 1,500,000. One million, five hundred thousand. Gassed, buried alive, smashed on stones, starved, beaten, knifed, shot, and destroyed by the most efficient killing machine ever known to civilisation. As an Orthodox Jew I am asked very often "Where was God during the Holocaust?". I can only answer, quoting Rabbi Berel Wein - "The question is not where was God, the question is "Where was Man during the Holocaust?". May the souls of those 1,5000,000 Jewish children have eternal rest.