Israeli/Jewish National Holidays and Days of Remembrance
Since the creation of the State of Israel in 1948, the Chief Rabbinate of Israel has established four new holidays and days of remembrance.
- Yom Yerushalayim — Jerusalem day
- Yom HaShoah — Holocaust Remembrance day
- Yom Hazikaron — Memorial Day
- Yom Ha'atzmaut — Israel Independence Day
These four days are national holidays or days of remembrance in the State of Israel. They have been accepted as religious holidays by the following groups: The Union of Orthodox Congregations and the Rabbinical Council of America; The United Hebrew Congregations of the Commonwealth; Reform Judaism; Conservative Judaism; Reconstructionist Judaism; the Union for Traditional Judaism.
These four new days are not accepted as religious holidays by all forms of Haredi Judaism, including Hasidic Judaism. These groups view these new days as secular innovations, and they do not celebrate these holidays.
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