From Adversity to Gratitude
This week’s Parashah could be called, well, not quite ‘four weddings and a funeral’ but close enough: two funerals and two weddings.
This week’s Parashah could be called, well, not quite ‘four weddings and a funeral’ but close enough: two funerals and two weddings.
If monotheism is assumed, it is also more challenging to step outside of that paradigm and reflect on why monotheism matters.
During my summer vacation, I did that thing that rabbis are prone to doing: I attended services at another congregation.
There is only so much dissonance the human brain can absorb at any given moment and more wisdom (and rage) may filter through the recesses of our consciousness in days to come.
I cannot offer you a nechemta, dear brothers and sisters, dear siblings.
My presence is not a political act; it is a moral stance, an expression of my deepest religious values and a fulfilment of the obligations of Jewish ethics.
Please allow me to start this sermon with oversharing. One of the weirder trivia about me is that I had three children in three different countries.
There is a story in the Talmud about a man and a tree.
‘Feeling like a Passover Pariah? You’re not alone!’ This was the kind of New York Times headline that immediately grabbed my attention.
The meaning of Tazria – of both the woman after childbirth and the ‘metzora’ (the person afflicted by tzara’at, a skin condition affecting the individual) – is the implicit and explicit reality of rest and healing.