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Back from the Dead
Parashat Ki Tissa
In that moment Moses knows
God is mistaken
For God, like it or not, is always with us
The Mask That Reveals
Parashat Terumah
If the space between the wings of the כרובים were too close, obscuring the Divine Presence titrating through the schach, the keruvim themselves would become idols--masechot--as heretical as the golden calf. Key difference? The schach.
Unmistakable, Irreducible, Recognizable, Treasured
Parashat Yitro
I imagine hearing that voice was like finding a long lost relative
Only, we realized, still trying to shake slavery off, we had been the lost ones
“How Could You Do This Thing?”: Mobs and Midwives, Then and Now
Parashat Shemot
There is one thing Pharaoh does not do —
he never appeals to the moral sense of the midwives
He never tries to make the case that he is doing the right thing,
Only that he has the power to get away with doing what he wants
These are the Days of Miracles and Wonder
Parashat Vayishlach
Sometimes we miss the miracles
Even really obvious ones
Sometimes we need other people to tell us:
“That thing that happened? The fact that you are a totally different person now? That was a miracle. Say the blessing.”
Father Son Rock Mountain
Parashat Toldot
America, America
Parashat Vayera
Maybe, just maybe, there is the America we know
And there is also a second America
An America of Not Yet
An America of the Possible
40 Days + 40 Nights
Parashat Noach
It couldn’t have taken God 40 days and 40 nights to flood the world. There must have been something else.
Do Not Withhold Water
For life, and not for death. May it be for satiety and not for lack. For your sake, and the sake of all your people. Do not withhold water.
No One Likes a Prophet: Isaiah Redux
“All Voices Are Yours”- America in the Wilderness
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Find Someone Who’s Turning
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Greatness Thrust Upon Us
Read MoreA Giant Leap of Faith
Stealing and Lying in America
Remember the Everything
Read MoreLift your Eyes
Parashat Behar-Bechukotai
“A song for Ascending: I lift my eyes up to the mountains, from where will my help come” — Psalm 121