The story is told about a family gathered around the dinner table. There are many guests who have been invited for the evening. The father is very proud of his daughter and wants to give her a role in the festive meal, so he asks her, “Would you say the blessing before we eat?”
This is the season of goodbyes. I hold my breath while listening to my son say goodbye, with humor and grace, to the school he has attended for “more than two-thirds of his life.” As he recognizes the teachers who influenced him, I remember Mrs. Ivirio, Mrs. Peters, and Mrs. Wilson.
Israel’s legendary Foreign Minister Abba Eban once stood at the podium of the United Nations general assembly with a Bible in his hand, declaring before the whole world that the Jewish people’s title deed to the Land of Israel is over 3,000 years old.
This is a guest post by Zahara Zahav, Rabbis Without Borders Program Manager
Although it might be awkward to articulate the breadth and depth of human qualities we aspire to, it is not difficult to speak our high dreams for our children – that they be loving and compassionate, serene, joyful, full of wonder… And wanting these admirable and sustaining qualities for our children, we know that to imbue them we must emulate them. In other words, we must exemplify the facets of self we wish to promote.
The first time I officiated at a bar mitzvah was when I was the visiting rabbi at a young congregation in Virginia during my senior year of rabbinical school. I was a 27-year-old without children and not quite sure what to say to a 13-year-old Jewish teen. My wife was pregnant with our first child, and I was tirelessly trying to determine what advice I’d have for this yet-to-be-born child, let alone come up with some meaningful words of a wisdom for a teenager. I tried to channel what my own rabbi had said to countless bar mitzvah boys and bat mitzvah girls over the years as I sat in that congregation.
I don’t like to write political posts. Not because I have no political opinions. But because they attract edgy comments.
Scientists report that playing a game like Rock Band can make you more caring – and the reason touches the core of what it means to be Jewish.
Last night we moved from Yom Hazikaron to Yom Ha’atzmaut – from Remembrance Day to Independence Day in Israel. We are just a couple of weeks away from Memorial Day in the U.S. Ask many in the United States what happens on Memorial Day and you might hear answers like “Sales,” “BBQs” or, along many of the beaches and lakes in our part of the Northeast, “beaches open.” Perhaps, if you live in a town like ours, you might hear “Parades”… our town has done a beautiful job of involving all the local Scout and Brownie groups, school marching bands, and local civic groups, along with veterans, to ensure that we still have a meaningful Memorial Day parade, stopping at four local cemeteries en route for moments of prayer and reflection.
Mazel Tov, Young Graduates!