The universe is built to break down. And so are we. When we do the opposite, we are doing magic.
Sometimes you have to stop looking to find what you need.
While I had begun to figure out my Judaism in college, Rick had been redeveloping his own Christian faith. I met my wife through this involvement, and now Rick had met his as well.
Let us be humble as the dust and yet great enough to muster the world's direst of prayers.
I had only published a handful controversial articles, but the ones I had published seemed to elicit such huge and negative responses that I wanted out.
Baalei teshuva get reminded of our backgrounds in the most obscure ways. Here's one example that's coming up a lot recently: Chassidim do not understand Polarfleece.
When there are so many limits on what you can write about, what can you write about?
Something changed for our family as we experienced terror and went from the fourth night of Chanukah, to the fifth.
Between paternalism and passivity, solidarity and self-righteousness, the ever-process of understanding begins with an admission of irreparable ignorance.
I ponder the correct Jewish response when I find myself in between a cop and a hard place.
