Unexpectedly, I was back at my home synagogue.
Sooner than I had planned. And without any time to really process what it might be like to watch a new rabbi lead services.
No opportunity to perseverate on my concern that no one can live up to my outrageous, yet understandable, expectations.
And then the service began.
And with a soothing voice, the rabbi brought us to that Place. The Place.
With what was said and how it was said.
And then…and then…one of the most powerful sermons I have ever heard.
Here.
Without anger. Without resentment. But with reason and conviction.
And with a most stunning neshama.
How proud I am to call this man “Rabbi” for he is, indeed, my teacher.
May he continue to teach by word and by deed. And inspire his many students to see one another b’tzelem Elohim — in the Image of God.
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You expressed your feelings in a most eloquent way. I can add only one word: DITTO!
We are indeed fortunate! He’s got a lot to teach us about many things. We’re going to have a great year.
Yes, Yes, Yes….
Such a good attitude as always!