A matter of faith: Israel will rid the world of Iran's evil, even if it must do it alone - opinion

We often think of faith in God as something instinctive – either we have it or we don’t. But faith isn’t just a feeling or an inborn trait. It’s a choice. Faith is a decision.

We look at a challenge, reflect on what we’ve seen and experienced, and then we decide: to believe or not to believe. Faith in God isn’t predicated upon complete clarity or certainty. It is merely a decision to trust – even when full understanding isn’t possible.

In certain instances, the decision to have faith shapes our course of action. We rely upon faith to carry us forward – to walk us across the bridge of fear and uncertainty. When we can’t summon that faith, we become paralyzed and stuck, unable to move forward or reclaim our vision.

Such was the situation thousands of years ago in the desert as we stood on the doorstep of the Land of Israel – poised to enter the country Israel and make history. The fairy tale of leaving Egypt, of marching through the dry sea, and of eating heavenly manna was suddenly threatened by a harsh reality: the Land of Israel was inhabited by mighty nations and overshadowed by giants. We could not simply waltz into this land. The land of God would not be easily claimed.

Had we summoned the faith, we would have pressed forward and altered the course of history. Instead, we flinched, faltered in our faith, and rerouted our desert journey for 40 long years. Had we mustered faith, we would have been emboldened to choose a different course of action.

There is a second kind of faith – not the kind that helps us choose between paths but the kind we need when no other path exists. Sometimes life doesn’t offer us alternatives. Instead, we must draw on our faith and inner strength to face the only road before us.

At Sea of Reeds, we were trapped – cornered between the advancing Egyptian army and the raging sea. Though some may have considered returning to Egypt, that was not a real option. We would have faced brutal persecution for our attempted rebellion. The Egyptians would have made an example of us to crush any future hope of escape among other slaves.

Our only chance – though it seemed beyond reason – was to plunge forward into the sea. Empowered by faith, we turned resolutely toward the water and watched as Hashem split the sea, offering us a path through the impossible. Sometimes faith helps us choose a direction. Sometimes it strengthens us along the only path available.

The past two years have demanded the second type of faith – the kind we summon when there are no choices left. On October 8, 2023, we didn’t weigh options or calculate risks. We were staring down an existential threat to our country, forced to confront a grim and painful reality.

Yet through deep faith and national resilience, we awakened inner strength to rise from that trauma. We stood back up and delivered stinging defeats to our enemies on multiple fronts.

Currently, we face a similar moment of faith. As the Iranian regime inched closer to a nuclear weapon – one it openly threatened to use against us – we were left with little choice but to act. As I write these words, our cities are under brutal missile fire, resulting in heavy casualties and deep sorrow. But what choice did we have? The civilian casualties only underscore how catastrophic the situation might have been had Iran gone nuclear.

Once again, this week we are left with no alternatives but to summon faith and confront this daunting challenge with courage, and unshakable resolve.

In those early days, our faith extended beyond the internal; it was made manifest through our actions, our unity, and our shared sense of purpose. We were engaged in a divine mission and a national calling. Our faith took tangible shape in the world – it was experienced, witnessed, and lived fully.

This week has posed a different kind of faith-challenge. Most of the current war is being waged by Israel’s air force and intelligence units. Tragically, rescue teams have spent the weekend pulling survivors and victims from the wreckage of missiles that targeted urban areas. Though many soldiers have been drafted, their current role – at least for now – is primarily precautionary, guarding against border infiltrations or violence in Palestinian towns.

For most of us, there is little to do but hold on to faith, running in and out of shelters at all hours of the day and night. In some ways, this makes our faith even more powerful. We are largely helpless to affect the outcome. We are left with only prayer and faith. It feels like a Reed Sea moment – binary and absolute – with nothing else to do but pray that God continues to shield our skies from the hands of evil.

At the sea, we looked downward – toward the raging waves crashing against the cliffs – praying that Hashem’s hand would part the waters beneath our feet. Our faith was focused on the sea below. This week, our eyes have turned upward. We are glued to the heavens, listening to the roar of air force sorties and the sharp cracks of missile interceptions overhead.

It all feels uncannily prophetic and déjà vu. God struck Egypt from above during the plague of hail (barad). He addressed us with a booming voice from the heavens at Sinai. He halted the sun for Joshua as we prevailed against our adversaries.

For Jews, moments of crisis often turn the heavens into the stage of divine intervention. Though we have endured painful losses and taken heavy blows, the tools Hashem has placed in our hands have shielded us from far greater devastation. As the battle moves from Gaza’s sands to the skies above Tel Aviv, our faith rises – perhaps more fragile, but sharper – focused not on what we can do but on what we must patiently await.

This week also feels more biblical. Our war with Hamas was fought to defend our homeland and secure a safer, more peaceful future for our children. It was a war of necessity, grounded in territorial defense. Though Hamas represented a deeply immoral ideology – one that has, tragically, infiltrated and poisoned broader circles of society – it posed no immediate existential threat to the larger world.

Iran, however, is ruled by madmen cloaked in the garb of religion. There is nothing sacred about men who murder their own citizens and feel no pang of conscience in targeting innocents. Though much of the world still refuses to admit this, we once again find ourselves saving them from their own moral blindness and inability to confront evil. If Iran obtains nuclear weapons, the threat it poses will extend far beyond our borders – endangering all of humanity.

This week, it feels as if we are reliving the mission of our grandfather Avraham, who was called Ivri – willing to stand on one side of the river alone, with clarity and conviction. Once again, we stand alone. We hope others will join us; but even if they don’t, we remain determined to rid the world of this menace. 