Erev Rosh HaShanah Sermon 5784
I invite you to cast back your mind to your first conscious memory of being in synagogue.
I invite you to cast back your mind to your first conscious memory of being in synagogue.
In June, I attended a rabbinic conference – my first one in four years!
Are we willing to be vulnerable? To crack ourselves open a little? Are we prepared to challenge ourselves and grow? To be discomfited for the sake of insight; to be pushed for the sake of change?
There are few sights more moving than walking into a full synagogue on Kol Nidrey and seeing everyone wearing their tallitot, anticipating our holiest day of the year.
We bring ourselves into this preparatory month of Elul, at the threshold of the holy Season of the Yamim Nora’im, the Days of Awe.
We had gotten up before dawn, driving out to Salisbury under the grey cover of the British December night.
Who of you remembers that childhood game where a friend would hide something in the house and you would be charged to find it?
The scent of fresh challah was timeless and unmistakable and was leading Jonah’s nose to the small bakery suitably wedged between a bookstore and a flower shop.
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