Yom Kippur Morning 5786 The Door to Redemption: Walking Toward What Still Can Be
I’ve always been amazed by how powerful music is when it comes to memory. You can sing your favorite song faster than you can speak it. And when that one song comes on the radio — the one you haven’t heard in years — it all comes rushing back. The melody, the lyrics, the feeling. It’s just there.
Rosh Hashanah Morning 5786 The Door We Walk Through Together
I’ve always loved building things. Legos. Lincoln Logs. Those plastic model cars. And thank you, IKEA, for your infuriating instructions. Anything that involved putting things together and seeing something take shape — I was in. I loved the construction of it. And, let’s be honest, I really loved all the tools that came with it.
Erev Rosh Hashanah 5786 Through a New Door: Welcoming What Comes Next
Monte Halparin, a Jewish kid from Winnipeg, Manitoba, was born August 25th, 1921. His father was a butcher and part-time cantor. His mother ran the local grocery. They were Orthodox, Yiddish-speaking immigrants from Eastern Europe, and they struggled through the Great Depression. Like many children of that era, he grew up with big dreams and limited means.