Another Heaven’s Gate, I thought.
My stomach sunk. I’ve always been an insufficient believer in the Messiah — our sages say we should be ready for Mashiach’s imminent arrival at all times. I always want to be. Messiah stories thrill me. But I haven’t been able to get my head around the concept that the world might be changing, that I might actually see my grandfather and my dead best friend again. Shlomo Carlebach says that that’s the kind of thinking that keeps the Messiah from coming. But, hey, I can barely believe that Obama is president — and there he is, tellin’ off the fat cats of Wall Street on the front page of the New York Times.
So, what of it now? Well, it turns out that the watch that struck twelve was only the silver watch — and, as of November, there was a report (though unconfirmed) that, while Rav Mordechai Eliyahu was in the hospital, his son had custody of the watch, and it had moved to twelve. Or almost twelve?
I haven’t been able to find anything more recent. But, as the Baba Sali Facebook group commemorates, today is his 25th yahrzeit. And I can’t think of a better way to honor it by thinking that the Messiah might come today. Hey — there’s still hours before sunset. In New York, anyway.