Description
Each Shabbat, we light the candles and whisper the ancient blessing.
It’s what our mothers did, what our grandmothers did—and generations before them.
And it’s what our daughters will continue to do.
We light the Shabbat candles in times of joy and in moments of pain,
in youth and in old age—because the candles bring peace and holiness into our homes.
In this painting, a young woman stands in quiet reflection,
caught between the sacred light of Shabbat and the rhythm of daily life.
Her thoughts drift between past and future, hope and worry.
But the words remain the same, echoing through time:
בָּרוּךְ אַתָּה יְיָ אֱלֹהֵינוּ מֶלֶךְ הָעוֹלָם,
אֲשֶׁר קִדְּשָׁנוּ בְּמִצְוֹתָיו וְצִוָּנוּ לְהַדְלִיק נֵר שֶׁל שַׁבָּת
