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.
My rabbi challenged me to write my theology in 100 words. This is both harder and easier than it sounds. I highly recommend the effort.
“Our mask during the year is that we’re in the music industry; really, we’re in the prayer industry”. An essay about who Zusha really is.
My youngest brother always had a spacial place in my heart. I watched him grow through years of yeshiva and then, little by little, as his relationship with Orthodox Judaism shifted and morphed into something that belongs to only him and G-d.
Some people, despite their youth, possess old souls. Others, despite their age, posses young ones. My grandmother is the queen of the latter.
A South Beach story about a desperate old man with a desperate plan who meets the perfect candidate to make everything alright.
What's the point of prayer if we can't reach across the aisle to one another to create a sense of wholeness?
At a certain age, the mask comes off. Maybe we stop caring what every single person thinks of us or perhaps we’re just comfortable with who we’ve become. The lucky people reach that point early in life and for others it’s an ongoing struggle. At some point, the masks come...
Tonight, I will wine and dine divine inspiration,
I will start with tremendous illumination.
