G-d does not need us to protect His reputation -- nor to use Him to protect ours.
I had thought that I was being observant because it was the right thing to do. I was wrong.
Like this post if you've ever had too many thoughts in your head at once. Like it if any of them have ever given you a shiver, or a stomachache, or a physical pain.
G-d is not a man. Let's get that straight. G-d isn't a woman either. G-d is a combination of the Divine feminine and the Divine masculine, which are intangible yet are manifested by humans.
Genesis, art, and Hitchcock. Continuing where "I’m Done Being A Jewish Artist" left off.
Sometimes a little blend of a trailer-trash-gangsta-super-star mixed with the steady beat of Chassidic, Rabbinical giants is exactly what you need to move your own needle.
I don't like to pray-- at least not the kind of prayer that involves a prayerbook. Maybe its too regimented. Maybe I’m not disciplined enough. Or maybe I just never learnt how to pray.
I don't know how many more tears these stones can hold.
Among the surprises of pregnancy that I've experienced has been a flood of gratitude. Gratitude for everything, because pregnancy has made every small thing seem very, very important.
Part of me still longs to feel a connection with G-d on a human level. Can G-d keep me company? Can I hang out with Hashem? We compare our relationship with G-d to that of one with a parent or a lover, but can G-d and I be friends?