There was once a girl who was davening at the Kotel on Tisha B’Av and crying. Her friends asked her what she was crying about. They wondered what she really felt.  She replied that she was crying because she didn’t know what she should be crying about.  She didn’t know what to feel.

Dear Klal Yisrael, today we are so lost, we don’t even know what we are truly missing. “Please Hashem help me feel it”. ~ Divrei chizuk

Bizchus Moshe Dovid ben Mordechai