Sixth blog: Yehiel Mikhal of Zlotchov

Something that I've definitely thought of at least once before in my lifetime, is that unless you do something great, there is no one to remember once you've died.

Of course your children, grandchildren, and possibly great-grandchildren will remember you, but how many people can name their great-great-grandparents? I personally can only name one out of the four pairs of great-grandparents that I have, and unless one makes some sort of masterpiece, and even then, better make sure it's not all that popular during the present, your name will fade with time. This passage of reading wants to ease people's hearts, as no one enjoys the idea of being forgotten, because once forgotten there's not proof that they even existed at all, and that absence of existence is frightening. Yet, this passage let's one know that the attachment to material possessions and wealth is the reason we end up forgotten, because if you trust is God then God will remember as God is eternal.

These are incredibly profound statements that encapsulate what I feel it is to be religious, that absolute belief in God is rewarded with eternity, with the assurance that your presence was necessary and that as an individual you are important.