And then Noa corrected herself. She said, “No, Mom, hope will find you.” I gasped when Noa said “hope will find you.” I lost my breath. Because I had been trying for so long to hold onto hope or to grasp for hope, but my wise child was telling me I didn’t have to try so hard or hold on so desperately. She was telling me to relax and let hope in, like a kind of grace. Noa was telling me hope was looking for me. That hope would track us all down.
Hope Will Find You: Rabbi Naomi Levy on Faith and her Child’s Condition – TIME
Posted on October 8, 2010
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