Most of us grew up hearing the story of baby Moshe in the Nile.
But what if I told you… it wasn’t Moshe who was crying?
The Baal Haturim drops a bomb: the child Batya saw weeping was Aharon, not Moshe!
Ready for more?
Ready for more?
When Batya saw that tear, a brother crying for his brother, she didn’t just see a baby in a box. She saw what it means to be Jewish.
In a world that celebrates power, wealth, and ego… Aharon was different. On Rosh Chodesh Av, his yahrzeit, we remember:
What makes us great isn’t status. It’s how much we cry for one another.
