The roar of the battlefield, the cries of the wounded, the alarming wail of a siren, and the screams of those running for safety are sounds and noises that have rocked our country now for over two years.

Cries of joy, the sound of glass being broken by a chuppa, the blasting noise from a lively band are also part of our daily life.

And then there are silent cries in the dark of night. Each heart beats in its unique wave of pain. Choked-up cries, tearful songs of faith and goodness are also part of our nation.

We are a resilient nation, beaten by both personal tragedies and suffering and national level struggles and battles. Churban Habayit took place almost 2,000 years ago, but the destruction, its repercussions, and its tikkun are taking place in every generation.

I present to you a story. It is a personal story, a story that contains almost every cry, noise, and sound imaginable – a story of resilience, faith, strength, and incredible giving that shapes the individual who has chosen, while walking the path of suffering, to lift her head and light up our world. The message in this story will penetrate our emotions, shape our decisions, and speed up Geulah.

I’ve been working with adolescents and parents for over 20 years. Through my work, my own experiences with my parents, and my experiences raising my own children, I’ve noticed something that comes up again and again.

Most parents are trying incredibly hard. They love their children. They sacrifice for their children. They read parenting books. They attend parenting classes. They listen to podcasts. They ask questions. Some of them are so invested in parenting that they even write parenting books.

The challenge is that, like many areas in life, studying something is often much easier than implementing it when the pressure is on. It’s one thing to read about staying calm, validating feelings, and preserving relationships. It’s another thing entirely when the challenge lands in your lap and every emotion inside of you is screaming to react.

Getting married was so exciting. Moving from my hometown of Lakewood to the busy streets of Boro Park felt like the beginning of a grand adventure. But after sheva brachos, when real life settled in, I realized just how small that adventure felt inside a tiny Brooklyn apartment. I came to my senses pretty quickly and realized that if my new surroundings were going to feel like home, we had to turn this apartment into one – on a tight newlywed budget, of course. Little did I know just how cozy, functional, and beautiful that little apartment could become.

My six-hour guarding shift at our base near the gates of Gaza was almost over, following a four-hour emergency standby. Just then, shortly before sundown on Friday afternoon, I got the call from my company commander. “They need someone to help tonight in Gaza. The convoy leaves in 10 minutes. Can you go?”

I had already showered and put on my clean uniform in honor of Shabbos. I was thinking through the Torah idea I planned to share in the base shul that night. But the army was sending crews every evening to improve the security of forward outposts inside Gaza. Every night’s delay in getting the security sensors up there means another day our soldiers’ lives are endangered. So, I grabbed my helmet, borrowed a bulletproof vest, and ran to the mission commander’s warehouse to help load the truck. The commander, a weathered lieutenant colonel who’d been doing this since before I was born, looked me over, pointed to a large box, and barked: “Are you strong enough to lift this?”

I picked up the box – it wasn’t that heavy – and was thus officially accepted for my first active mission in the heart of Gaza, together with two other rookies who, like me, had just joined the army with the Shlav Bet program for older chareidi volunteer soldiers.

A Guide to the 2026 Democratic Primary Races that Will Shape the Future of the Broader Baltimore Jewish Community

by Shmuel Gopen

The fast-approaching June 23, 2026, Democratic primary is not just another election but rather may be the most consequential in a generation. Reflecting our country’s increasingly polarized political environment, candidates across multiple races in this primary who openly support anti-Israel ideas and actions are running against elected officials who have stood steadfastly with the Jewish community. Due to the overwhelming number of Democrats versus Republicans in Maryland, the winner of the Democratic primary typically goes on to win the general election. If you are not registered as a Democrat, then you will not be able to vote in this decisive primary. The outcome will be decided by who shows up.

The Community: Who Lives Here and Who Must Vote

According to the 2020 Baltimore Jewish Community Study conducted by Brandeis University, the greater Baltimore Jewish community numbers approximately 95,400 Jewish adults and children across roughly 46,700 households. Approximately 21 percent of Jewish adults in Baltimore identify as Orthodox. That means roughly 20,000 to 30,000 Orthodox Jews call the Baltimore metro area home. The heart of that community is concentrated in the Northwest corridor: Park Heights, Cheswolde, Pikesville, and Owings Mills. This concentration of Jewish voters, and specifically Orthodox Jewish voters, gives the community enormous political leverage. Jews as a group have historically recorded the highest voter turnout of any ethnic group in America. But in local primary elections here in Baltimore, that potential is rarely realized.

Beginning shidduchim can be both exhilarating and nerve-racking. It requires a deliberate decision to start a new chapter full of uncertainty. The individual embarking on shidduchim may feel anxious and usually turns to those close to him for support and guidance. I want to explore the delicate balance between the individual’s role and his mentors’ roles in decision-making about dating. As a rebbe of boys, I will focus on a boy’s experience in shidduchim, though the same principles apply equally to girls.

Rav Shlomo Wolbe, zt”l, writes at the end of his sefer, Z’ria U’binyan B’chinuch (adapted into English as Planting and Building: Raising a Jewish Child), that a boy should not be told that it is time to start shidduchim if the boy himself does not feel ready. Conversely, Rav Wolbe adds, he should not be discouraged from beginning shidduchim at a younger age (his example is 19) if he says he is ready and wants to start.

These directives from Rav Wolbe shed new light on chinuch in general, and shidduchim in particular. As parents, we naturally want what is best for our children, but as outsiders, we only possess an external vantage point. In yeshivish circles, most boys begin shidduchim at about age 23, as before this, they may lack the maturity or emotional development needed to responsibly undertake the practical, financial, and emotional aspects of marriage and family. On the other hand, it may be unwise to delay dating beyond that age when their peers are already starting to get married. There is a fear that younger girls may perceive them as too old, or that people may wonder if something is wrong with them for delaying dating. These are all valid considerations; thus, most well-intentioned parents and mentors in yeshivish circles advise against dating before age 22 and discourage delaying dating until after age 24.

Bullying is a complicated topic, but since this is a parenting column, I’d like to focus on how parents can better understand these dynamics and raise children with greater sensitivity and awareness.

The default explanation people often give, one I’ve seen in recent articles, is that a bully is simply an insecure kid who, in order to make himself feel better, puts someone else down. There is definitely some truth to that, but I want to share another very important idea about bullying.

Many years ago, I was driving in the car listening to sports radio. The sportscaster said that he had been heavily bullied by “Michael” in sixth, seventh, and eighth grade, all through middle school, and that he was going to call the actual bully live on the air and confront him.

So he calls him and says, “Michael, this is Dave. I’m a sportscaster now, and I just want to let you know that I’ve been carrying this for many years. You bullied me throughout middle school. You ruined my middle school years and really traumatized me.”

As the saga continues with my newly acquired (and now much-loved) flip phone, I’ve rediscovered using a planner. Remember those beloved date books we used to use once upon a time? Those dog-eared organizers that contained everything pertinent, from dentist’s appointments to shopping lists and everything in between. Well, once I said good-bye to my smart calendar, I needed another way to organize my life. I was pleased at first when I saw the calendar on my new flip phone and envisioned that life would go on as usual. What I didn’t account for was that this new calendar was teeny tiny and nothing like my old one. What’s one to do? Thankfully, I looked around and discovered an organizer that was better than those other ones from yesteryear.

This new calendar is pocket-sized for one thing, and it contains organized places for everything I need like grandchildren’s birthdays, an Omer countdown, and of course my treasured to-do lists. I must admit, though, that it took some time to get used to it. I had to remember to put it into my purse when leaving the house and take it out when I returned home. But not to worry. I caught on rather quickly because there’s just something about check lists. It’s that instant feeling of accomplishment for a job well done. It’s a geshmakte feeling, plain and simple.

If you have a child who was born in 2016 and on, there is money sitting on the table with their name on it. All you have to do is claim it.

A new type of investment account called a Trump Account (officially a Section 530A account) was created by the One Big Beautiful Bill Act (OBBBA), signed into law on July 4, 2025. These are tax-advantaged accounts designed to give American children a headstart on long-term financial security. The initial federal money as well as subsequent contributions are invested in low-cost U.S. equity index funds and locked in until your child turns 18.

Here’s the short version: the federal government is giving away $1,000 per child for babies born between 2025 and 2028, and tech billionaire Michael Dell is putting up $250 per child for kids born 2016 through 2024. This is real, free money. And some of it is first-come, first-served.

The $1,000 Federal Contribution: Is Your Child Eligible?

Under a pilot program established by the OBBBA (IRC 6434), the U.S. Treasury will make a one-time $1,000 contribution to the Trump Account of every eligible child who meets all of the following:

Last month in Israel, we got to experience something unique to this country and something that every Jew should be very proud of. In a two-day stretch, Israel does what Jews have done for millennia – turn sorrow into joy like no other people in the world – and it began with Yom Hazikaron, the Day of Remembrance. It is a time when the people of the entire country stop whatever they are doing and pay tribute to those who have paid the ultimate price, who died al Kiddush Hashem defending our holy land. It is a chance to recognize the sacrifice of soldiers and their families as well as victims of Arab terror so that we can live in this land as a free, sovereign people. Most will be taking the time for hakaras hatov – recognizing the good that has been and continues to be done for us by those we have lost, those who keep us safe, and most of all, the Creator of All Things.