Evidently, there is a divine and inscrutable destiny.
by Ricardo Angoso
In a crowded lecture by the Nobel Peace Prize winner Elie Wiesel, recounted by the writer Rabbi Evan Moffic without mentioning the detailed date, the Jewish-American writer born in Romania recounted a visit to the Spanish city of Zaragoza, an ancient and important center of one of the most important Sephardic Jewish communities in Spain or Sefarad between the 1492th and XNUMXth centuries, in which all the Jews were expelled following the famous edict of the Catholic Monarchs in the year XNUMX. In more than five hundred years they had not lived Jews in Zaragoza.
Apparently, while Wiesel was touring his magnificent cathedral, a man approached him and began speaking to him in French, offering to be his tour guide for free. He was proud of the city of him. After a while they started talking. It was soon learned that Wiesel was Jewish and could speak Hebrew.
The man exclaimed, “I have never met a Jewish person, but I have something I want to show you and you can tell me what it is.” The two men walked to the guide's small apartment on the third floor of a nearby building. The man took out a fragment of a yellowed parchment and asked Wiesel if he was Hebrew. “He was Hebrew,” the award-winning writer answered affirmatively.
Wiesel took the parchment and, as he read it, began to tremble. He realized that not only was it Hebrew, but the words were over 500 years old. He began to read and translate for the man. This is what he said:
“I, Moshe Ben Avraham (Moses, the son of Abraham), forced to break all ties with my people and my faith, leave these lines to my children's children and theirs, so that the day Israel can walk again, with their heads held high under the sun, without fear and without regrets, they will know where their roots are. Written in Zaragoza, on the 9th day of the month of Av, in the year of punishment and exile.” The document was a family treasure but also a piece of the history of Jewish Zaragoza.
The man then explained to Wiesel that this letter had been passed down from generation to generation. He was so valued that his parents and all those before him had said that if he were lost, a curse would fall on the entire family. After hearing the words of the letter, the man realized that he was somehow connected to a Jew named Moshe Ben Avraham. He asked Wiesel to read it again, which he did. Then he asked Wiesel to explain what it could mean.
Wiesel described the Jewish history of Spain. After several centuries of persecution and torture, the Jews were forced to convert or leave. On the ninth day of the Hebrew month of Av in the year 1492, the day referred to in the letter, all the Jews were expelled from Spain. His relative Moses, Abraham's son, must have been forced to convert to avoid expulsion. The guide couldn't believe it. He asked Wiesel to write the translation before he left.
Many Jews in Spain where persecution and expulsion were officially established opted for conversion. They were derogatorily called “marranos” and many continued to clandestinely practice the Jewish faith in their homes, something very dangerous in those times when the Inquisition monitored these recent converts to Christianity. They could pay with life at the stake if they were discovered by the relentless inquisitors.
ELIE WIESEL IN JERUSALEM
Years passed and Wiesel is visiting Jerusalem. He is approached by a man on the street. The man says: “Hello! Don't you remember me, Zaragoza? Saragossa?". Wiesel hesitated. The man spoke Hebrew, not French. He couldn't remember who he was or what he meant.
Then the man said, "I have something to show you." He took Wiesel to his apartment. They climbed three flights of stairs. He opened the door. There, in a frame, was the yellowed parchment. But this time the man read it to Wiesel. “From Moses Ben Avraham to his descendants…” He had learned Hebrew. He had left Spain and moved to Israel. He had claimed his Jewish heritage and wanted to live in Israel, the prophecy had been fulfilled and the dream of his ancestors had become present.
Wiesel said: “You know I'm embarrassed. I did not recognize you". They talked for a while and soon Wiesel got up to leave. As he was leaving, the man stopped him and said, “You forgot to ask me my name. I want you to know my name. It is Moshe Ben Avraham, Moses, son of Abraham. He is alive after 500 years.”
This note would never have been written without the help of this source: https://israelforever.org/interact/blog/israel_matters/, and also thanks to the information provided by Vicente Celaya, from Editorial Certeza and the Sefarad Store in Girona.
Article previously published in: https://www.mundojudio.com.co/
This story is pure fiction and it must be said, or each of the 'facts' should be verified before publishing.
Read and shut your mouth, if you want to investigate, go do it yourself. If you don't know how to interpret and you're stupid, continue on your way.
When I read Zaragoza, the existing chapel came to mind (I don't know if it is still there as it has been for centuries, also very visited by the fervent and carcass ultra-Catholics with fascist tendencies from Zaragoza) in the Seo, Zaragoza cathedral, dedicated to the Zatagoz "saint" Santo Dominguito del Val, a legendary "character", protagonist of one of the first Blood Libels, which caused rivers of Jewish blood to flow in the kingdoms of Aragon and Castile, upon whose union (plus some military conquests later) with the copulations of some royal characters called Fernando and Isabel, the Spanish State was created 500 years ago...Catalonia still suffers the consequences of those "dusts"... The libel told the imaginary story of the kidnapping and martyrdom of that imaginary child at the hands of some perfidious Jews to extract and suck his blood, which has been a dogma of faith imposed by the perverse Catholic Church, for centuries and centuries, which built that altar in the cathedral of Zaragoza, dedicated to the child, to remind the people of Zaragoza of the perversity of the Jews who according to the "good and stupid citizens" deserve death and eternal punishment... If there is someone from Zaragoza out there, tell us if the I mention the mamotreto dedicated to that "saint" so revered by Zaragoza Catholics, it still exists... I think so, but please confirm or deny
1800 years of anti-Judaism professed by the "Holy" church
This anti-Judaic hatred of Christianity is basically due to the hidden fear that Christians (and even more so Catholics) have that one day it will be discovered that all the ridiculous majamama of Jesus is nothing more than a lie invented against the Jews out of envy and spite. .
Last year I was in Zaragoza and it still exists as you describe it. It is a shame for the church, since there is also no comment that these were things from that time.
They didn't change ANYTHING in centuries. They hate us because we remind them that if Jesus existed: he was born, lived and died as a JEW. It's bad that they regret it...