This turns the prayer experience into a bad first date. Like here you are, face to face at last with God, and it all seems like empty small talk. Or bad pickup lines. “Wow. Who is there like you? Awe-inspiring, working wonders.”
Read moreMay the Angel: A Song for Parashat Vayechi
A song (recording and sheet music) drawn from Jacob’s farewell blessing of his grandchildren.
Read moreUnlikely, Inevitable You
We are unlikely and inevitable beings. And that encourages me. I don't know if I am meant to be here. But my being here defies the odds, and the whole history of Creation led to it. So if that doesn't give me some hope that my being here has meaning, what does?
Read moreDiscontinuity, and a German Cemetery
When I stood at that cemetery on that rainy hilltop, I felt seen. Not that I in particular was foreseen, but that the possibility of me had been contemplated.
Read moreBumping into God
Or maybe you climb a mountain and spend 40 days and nights sitting in anticipation, maybe meditating, maybe praying. Until the hand of God appears, scribbling madly on stone.
Or maybe you follow a baby goat until you notice a burning bush. Or you chase a stray calf right into a cave filled with the light of Eden.
Or maybe you do nothing at all.
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