16.11.14, 23rd of Marcheshvan 5775
Eulogy by Aunt Sarah:
The angel Gabriel whispered to the angel Michael
I heard a new angel is coming to us, dressed in royal garments and all pure and radiant
Like the brightness of the firmament, and his name is Almog
His manners are royal manners and everything that comes from his mouth is compassion, encouragement, and support,
And on Monday he turned from a king to an angel
Here he comes, let us welcome him and see him
And in a flash, the king-angel Almog rose and said in modesty: Why do you seek to see me? And the earth below is consumed by terror and anxiety
And I, a trained soldier, did not let go
With my own hands I fought,
I wrestled with the messenger of Amalek
He wanted to pull the weapon from my hands
And establish a bloodbath for the Jews, my brothers and friends,
I fought with all my strength and did not let go of my weapon,
He did not succeed in removing the weapon and carrying out his plot.
I am here now and my eyes descend upon the family’s sorrow and upon the nation’s sorrow
And I am between clouds, between mists, and between purity, I will not depart until we are healed,
Immediately the angel Raphael stood up, embraced the angel Almog and said to him:
My brother angel, do not worry, behold, days are coming when I have made the reaper meet the sower,
The tears of fire that fell on Almog will turn into a harvest of peace, love, joy, and health, for the entire family and for all the people of Israel
Behold, I am descending immediately and healing all the broken-hearted, including the aching half-heart of the twin.
And the Lord will wipe away tears from all faces and the faces will rejoice: the Messiah has come.
