History calls upon us again, uniting us and atoning for its transgressions, and from the smoldering ruins of ten thousand Jewish split fragments, God commands: Make way…Israel, I never abandoned your mother, this was but a temporary divorce. I am ready for reconciliation. Come together under a single roof… Alas! The nation of God does not look to the heavens, while God, in His despair, awaits its healing by the Ingathering of the Exiles. Alas, a thousand shards remain separate, the Ingathering remains in its scattered state…narrow-minded splits and petty differences everywhere obstruct entry to the Valley of Renewal, and prevent the Divine Spirit from giving the breath of Life to a new order.