An American, a Frenchman, and a Russian were having a conversation about the best feeling ever.

The American said, "The best feeling is when you come home from a long journey in the middle of the winter and find your house warm and welcoming. You wife had cooked a hearty dinner and you get to sip brandy in your slippers by the fireplace."

The Frenchman said, "You Americans don't have any passion. The best feeling is when you travel to a distant place and are able to enjoy the exotic sights without a care in the world."

The Russian finally chimed in, "These are too complicated. In Russia it's quite simple. The best feeling is when you are woken up at 2 AM by the KGB who says, 'Ivan Ivanosovic, you are under arrest' and you say, 'Ivan Ivanosovic lives next door'."

Please Daven for the unconditional release of:

Segev Kalfon, 27

Segev ben Galit

לְדָוִ֡ד אֵ֘לֶ֚יךָ יי | אֶקְרָ֗א צוּרִי֘ אַל־תֶּֽחֱרַ֪שׁ מִ֫מֶּ֥נִּי פֶּן־תֶּֽחֱשֶׁ֥ה מִמֶּ֑נִּי וְ֜נִמְשַׁ֗לְתִּי עִם־י֥וֹרְדֵי בֽוֹר

שְׁמַ֚ע ק֣וֹל תַּֽ֖חֲנוּנַי בְּשַׁוְּעִ֣י אֵלֶ֑יךָ בְּנָשְׂאִ֥י יָ֜דַ֗י אֶל־דְּבִ֥יר קָדְשֶֽׁךָ

אַל־תִּמְשְׁכֵ֣נִי עִם־רְשָׁעִים֘ וְעִם־פֹּ֪עֲלֵ֫י אָ֥וֶן דֹּֽבְרֵ֣י שָׁ֖לוֹם עִם־רֵֽעֵיהֶ֑ם וְ֜רָעָ֗ה בִּלְבָבָֽם

תֶּן־לָהֶ֣ם כְּפָֽעֳלָם֘ וּכְרֹ֪עַ מַֽעַלְלֵ֫יהֶ֥ם כְּמַֽעֲשֵׂ֣ה יְ֖דֵיהֶם תֵּ֥ן לָהֶ֑ם הָשֵׁ֖ב גְּמוּלָ֣ם לָהֶֽם

כִּ֚י לֹ֪א יָבִ֡ינוּ אֶל־פְּעֻלֹּ֣ת י֖י וְאֶל־מַֽעֲשֵׂ֣ה יָ֣דָיו יֶֽ֜הֶרְסֵ֗ם וְלֹ֣א יִבְנֵֽם

בָּר֥וּךְ יי כִּ֥י שָׁ֜מַע ק֣וֹל תַּֽחֲנוּנָֽי

יי | עֻזִּ֥י וּמָֽגִנִּי֘ בּ֚וֹ בָטַ֥ח לִבִּ֗י וְנֶֽ֫עֱזָ֥רְתִּי וַיַּֽעֲלֹ֥ז לִבִּ֑י וּמִשִּׁירִ֥י אֲהוֹדֶֽנּוּ

יי עֹֽז־לָ֑מוֹ וּמָ֘ע֚וֹז יְשׁוּע֖וֹת מְשִׁיח֣וֹ הֽוּא

הוֹשִׁ֚יעָה אֶת־עַמֶּ֗ךָ וּבָרֵ֥ךְ אֶת־נַֽחֲלָתֶ֑ךָ וּֽרְעֵ֥ם וְ֜נַשְּׂאֵ֗ם עַד־הָעוֹלָֽם