God – Esther

They never said My name.Not once. No prophet cried out in the courts.No pillar of fire led the way.No miracle parted the skies. But I was there. I was in every quiet step.Every withheld breath.Every sleepless night. I was there when Vashti stood and refused.When the throne shook without trembling. I was there when Hadassah […]

🗣️ The Voice of the Jews We held our breath one more time. We knew she had invited the king to a banquet — and Haman too. We did not know what she would say.We only knew she was ready. She had fasted.We had fasted.The time for silence was over. And when she opened her

🗣️ The Voice of the Jews We did not know, at first, what happened in the palace. We only saw signs.Subtle ones.Unexpected. Mordecai stood taller.Messengers whispered in doorways.Haman no longer smiled in the streets. And then we heard the story. The king could not sleep.So he asked for the records — the dry, dusty scrolls

🗣️ The Voice of the Jews We did not eat.We did not drink.Three days. Not just in Susa, but in every province where our people lived under the shadow of a date circled in blood. We closed our shops.We closed our mouths.We opened our hearts. And we fasted. Because when the law is sealed and

🗣️ The Voice of the Jews The decree came like a shadow at noon. Fast horses.Royal messengers.Sealed orders from the king himself. We unrolled the scrolls with trembling fingers, and read words that turned our bones cold: “…to destroy, kill, and annihilate all the Jews — young and old, women and children — on a

🗣️ The Voice of the Jews They came to every province.Chariots, scribes, eunuchs — announcing a royal search for beauty. A new queen was to be chosen.A virgin, unblemished. Pleasing to the eye. Obedient. We did not look up from our baskets.We did not protest.We knew this was not our world. But then… they came

🗣️ The Voice of the Jews We heard the rumors before the scribes announced it.Before the messengers rode out with parchment and decree. They said the queen disobeyed the king.That she refused to be paraded like a trophy. They said she was proud.Too proud for her own good. And just like that, Vashti vanished. No

🗣️ The Voice of the Jews We are far from the land we were promised. Far from the temple. Far from the priests and the fire of sacrifice. We live beneath blue domes and golden towers.In Susa.In Babylon.In places where our names are hard to pronounce. They call us exiles, but we are not wandering.We