First candle was tearful for me, missing the Chanukah of my childhood.
A Child's Chanukah in Canada.
Now as we were young and happy under the chanuka tree boughs.......
And then I realized: I'm here where it happened.
A Great Miracle Happened Here
They actually say it this way. Nes Gadol Haya Po.
"Shahm" is "There". "Po" is "Here".
The miracle is right here.
So, what's the miracle of the first day? We had oil for one day, and it shed a lovely light. That's no miracle.......
Light's no miracle?? Think about it! Just think about a flame, what it's made of, how it is not physical, and yet so physical.
Light at all is a miracle. But more than that, think about the miraculous emuna, the trust, that impelled us to bother lighting the one candle. The Temple was a mess, and here was this piddly bit of oil. Give up. Why bother? There's no use. There's the miracle!! We didn't give up. We took a tiny step. And opened our hearts to let the miracle happen.
We invited the miracle in!
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