my anxiety rising… I said a short prayer! I baulked a little thinking, Really?!? What about what I want? And is it really a prayer if I don’t really mean it?
Who knew being unabashedly Jewish was the missing link? Perhaps someone feels the same way… no sense of belonging to any Jewish co
Several readers have asked how specifically I went from hating being Jewish to falling in love with it. Here are the stories about coming to trust and love
..in terms of Torah knowledge, I’d say I was about a one. The psalms? I wasn’t sure if they were Jewish, Christian, both, neither? It was kind of confusing.
Lag BaOmer… I can’t and should not justify in any way why these terrible things happen. If I am responsible for myself, a mere little tiny human being…
As my departure date approached, and the “yes” was not forthcoming, I twisted myself into a pretzel. I forgot the “it will work out exactly how it’s supposed to…”part. I felt impossibly
I sometimes say when things go wrong, G-d sure has a sense of humor! I can do that when the circumstances are not extremely serious. Regarding the more serious things…
Hopping in and out of three, four… five tubs, back to the first and then making the rounds again, Reggie, who’d grown up in the Outback cried out, “Stop! You look like a kangaroo! hopping in and out, and …”
I could admit a bathtub was a pretty low-risk venture. If I could trust G0D with this, I supposed it could grow from there. The bathtub felt far from trivial… and yet…
Having grown up in the Outback, Reg’s family ran a 50 square mile sheep station, grew wheat, and raised cattle. Reg’s father, Pat, was a farmer/grazia or