“So, who’s your latest victim?” That was the sarcastic question a colleague at work—a Sabra who has picked up the snarky US sense of humor—would ask me every Thursday or Friday when he spotted me rolling a suitcase into our office. It meant I was going away for Shabbat....
“Rabbi, I prayed for my zeidy to get better, but he died. Didn’t God listen to my prayer?”
I wanted to make my extended time in our family home over Sukkot and Shemini Atzeret/Simchat Torah memorable. I didn’t realize how memorable Nature would make the chagim.
Jews have been able to bring the light of humor to even the darkest of times. We survive because we tell jokes, jokes that allow us to laugh even when tragedy, up to the point of death, threatens.
Soldiers began delivering groceries, loading prepared meals into ambulances, and bringing medicine and toys to quarantined homes. And the men dressed in black-and-white bonded with those in khaki green.
How does the Jewish community raise a generation of readers?
As the virus spread into other corners of the Jewish world, the chesed spread as well.
How we can sanctify G-d’s name in everyday life
Children need to learn from failure, just as successful adults do.
What is it like to remember, in such a somber setting, loved ones you had lost?