Only believers could see the miracle of faith. We were alone like the sun in the sky but our faith was powerful and we saw the miracle. All our enemies wanted to annihilate us but at the end of their subversive attack they were destroyed. They never respected the Old City. In fact, they had it occupied for nineteen years. They didn’t see its light and they didn’t love it. Their aim was to erase our existence. Their goal was our death. But the miracle of faith changed everything. We liberated the whole Old City without any severe damage. We won not because it was our duty but because we were obliged to avoid a new genocide. Our existence was a problem for all our enemies and our lives became the solution. We did what we had to do even if we didn’t know it at the beginning of their attack. We became the fingers of light and our hand liberated the wall of our temple. In the darkness of the war our freedom was born the seventh day.