I hadn’t planned on spending three days in Israel last week, but with Hamas’s war against the people of Israel, I knew I had to be there. The FAA’s temporary ban on flights to Israel made my travel harder but thankfully, I managed to secure one of the last seats on a packed El Al flight with others who just couldn’t be far from Israel at such a time.
A few weeks earlier I stood with thousands of Israelis in Modiin at the burial of Eyal, Naftali and Gilad, the kidnapped Israeli teens. Rabbi Dov...Read More
Many people wonder why Tishah B'Av continues to matter in modernity. This solemn day of fasting commemorates the destruction of the Temple in Jerusalem and exile from the land of Israel. Why continue to mourn these losses in an age when the Jewish people have regained our homeland and rebuilt Jerusalem? After traveling with American Jewish World Service to the Thai-Burmese border this past winter, however, I have rediscovered in Tisha B’Av an eternal call to remember oppression and to...Read More
Unlike many New Yorkers, I don't ride "the jitney" to the Hamptons, crowd the Long Island Railroad in pursuit of the beach, or head over bridges and through tunnels to lakes, mountains, or "the country." Generally, I'm content to stay in New York City's concrete jungle during the dog days of August.
Although the sidewalks are steamy, there's always room to walk, and, more often than not, my destinations are uncrowded and cool. Within minutes of my arrival, I've cooled off so much that sometimes I even need a sweater. Recently, on two different occasions, I found myself in places...Read More
After weeks of missiles falling on Israel and bombs dropping on Gaza, we land on Tishah B’Av. With the day-to-day images of explosions and tunnels so fresh, I wondered how they might connect to my mid-summer night’s struggle with the somber holiday’s relevance.
Tishah B’Av, this year starting on the evening of Aug. 4, is a day on which we are supposed to mourn for the destruction of the First and Second Temples. I say “supposed to” because each year I become less certain - as I suspect is the case for many...Read More
Monday felt like the longest day of my life. Maybe it was, actually. Monday was two days for the price of one, thanks to 18 hours of travel time. It was also the first time I’ve ever had rockets fired my way, the first time I’ve experienced seeking shelter, and certainly the first time I’ve had a super-high-tech Iron Dome destroy rockets heading my way.
A long day indeed - but Israelis are experiencing these things every day.
I came here on a solidarity mission with the Central Conference of American Rabbis to learn about the everyday amid...Read More
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