A frum yeshiva boy is raised in a home infused with Torah and Yiras Shamayim. His Rebbes and yeshiva shelter him from the evils of the outside world. His mother would never allow the four walls to see her natural hair. His father wouldn’t think of allowing a secular newspaper in the house. He has little to no association or exposure to pritzus, no television, no movies or theater. Modern music is off limits. He listens intently to a musar shmuess weekly if not more often. His role models are gedolim, lamdanim, tzadikim.
And here I learn that when it comes to finding his bashert for the purpose of building a home of kedushah and taharah, all he really cares about is …….
The cheshbon nefesh required here defies quantification. Operating on this disease may kill the patient. Or, the charade will just continue. After all, almost everyone is doing it. But please, enough of the fake frumkeit, it doesn’t fly anymore