Miracles.

In my family, we always say, we live by nissim (miracles) here. Today is just one of those days.

We started with middle-of-the-night rockets and an early morning that shook us up, too many missiles, direct hits, and as we sat in the shelter we found out about the Soroka hospital in Be'er Sheva being hit.

As the shelter shook around us, from whatever was happening around Jerusalem, we saw that horrifying footage of the smoke cloud above the hospital. We had no idea who or what was hit inside, but we immediately felt sick to our stomachs.

When I opened up social media this morning, I saw so much outrage. Well-deserved outrage. Because we know about double standards and how the world feels about a de*d Jew.

People asked, "Where's the worlds outrage??" and of course, they were right. I've seen so many posts justifying the targeting of civilians, Israeli civilians.

But that's not what I've been thinking about all day.

I know how the world feels about us.

There's no news there.

What I'm more interested in is what is happening here.

Between us and the heavens.

Because Moshe Bar Siman-Tov, the Health Ministry Director-General, decided that the surgical wing on the third floor of the hospital of Soroka was too vulnerable, and evacuated it yesterday. Just like that.

And then today, it sustained a direct hit that could have killed hundreds of people.

Listen. We have smart people among us. We've got incredible intelligence and strategies, and we do so much to keep each other alive.

But with all of our military success, and moments like this- I can't help but be awed by the level of open miracles we are seeing on a daily basis.

The floor was evacuated???

GOD IS IN CONTROL.

He's got this master plan.

It has not been easy to be sitting in the front row seats of the pre-messianic era. It's terrifying, exhausting, and stressful.

But, oh my God.

As my dad says, "When you're in Israel, prayers are a direct call."

I spent the whole day feeling spent, shaken, and fogged.

Just focusing on that one feeling, God is in control.

This war is no joke. I have friends that have lost their homes from Iranian miss*les. People have lost their lives. Families have been shattered. People are injured.

But I don't know how else to say it. We are living miracles.

God, continue to protect and defend us.

Send us signs and signals that You are with us.

Heal the broken hearts and the injured bodies.

Bring us and all our neighbors everlasting peace and prosperity.

And bring the final redemption, where we know no more sorrow.

Am Yisrael Chai.