United Hatzalah matching campaign aims to improve odds of survival from heart attack.
Posted on: April 3rd, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
Even in the best of times, life is not free of calamity or crisis. But like the well-known Jewish expression goes: “It could be a lot worse.”
Posted on: March 27th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
Predictably, my husband agrees and is fine with either night. But after reminding him that he steadily delivers a shiur in his shul on Tuesday nights, he chooses Wednesday, offering a topic related to the Four Sons of Haggadah fame.
Posted on: March 20th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
I insisted that one decoration, a dancing sevivon (dreidel) man, remain hanging in recognition of the chag. Some in my family questioned the appropriateness of this decision. Was it proper to have decorations hanging in what would soon become a house of shiva?
Posted on: March 13th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
So this is what she got herself into: serving chicken soup and getting bits of rent on random days. She couldn’t say it wasn’t worth it, as she was earning both a chesed and a little bit of cash.
Posted on: March 6th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
He exhorted all of us to continue to reach out to one another each and every day because that is what our tafkid (life’s goal) should be. And because that is what Hashem requires of us.
Posted on: February 27th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
It is my family’s minhag, for many generations, to light the candles 30 minutes before shekiah, as opposed to the commonly held custom of 20 minutes. So I told my husband that those 10 extra minutes should not be an issue.
Posted on: February 20th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
I was pretty open [and naïve] about accepting dating suggestions. There was the Israeli that spoke little English with whom I could barely communicate, the brilliant scholar who I discovered was manic depressive, the frum hippie that was still more hippie than frum, and a slew of others – all interesting, but not for me.
Posted on: February 13th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
Shimon’s early years were not easy ones. His mother struggled to support both of them. She never acquired the knowledge needed to help her son through school years filled with homework and tests.
Posted on: February 6th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
The exact details of that nocturnal levayah have long since faded from my memory. However, one poignant story shook me to the core of my being – and remains with me still.
Posted on: January 30th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
There is not even a shadow of doubt that without Agudat Efrat’s help, this child would not have been born.
Posted on: January 23rd, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
Kidney transplants from a living donor are infinitely preferable over a transplant from a dead person. The chances of it being rejected by the body are much lower, the life expectancy of the newly transplanted kidney is twice as high, and the recipient’s life and diet can return to normal much faster.
Posted on: January 16th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
Once again neither of us had the tickets, but this time we knew to follow the unusual protocol and pick up our tickets at the airline counter. So we dutifully waited in line and requested our tickets. This time, however, no tickets awaited us.
Posted on: January 9th, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
When my very busy friend and former neighbor called to say, “I have a story to tell you,” I knew it had to be a good one. I wasn’t disappointed.
Posted on: January 2nd, 2014Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
Parents possess divine inspiration (ruach haKodesh) when naming their children. In instances wherein a child is named after a departed loved one, we take great care in our choice – in the belief that the best character traits of the person we are honoring will be reflected in our precious progeny’s actions.
Posted on: December 26th, 2013Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
Not long after my mother died, I was sitting on campus talking with a friend and mentioned that it had been a long time since I had seen a frog. I used to love going out into the garden with my mother and our St. Bernard dog in the autumn evenings and see the frogs come out. I have a thing about frogs – probably from reading too many fairy tales.
Posted on: December 18th, 2013Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
One thing Meir couldn’t abide was machloket. He would fight wholeheartedly on behalf of his pupils in a situation involving a dispute – but not so if it was political, educational, or religious in nature.
Posted on: December 12th, 2013Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
We had inadvertently parked in the lot of a nearby church...
Posted on: December 5th, 2013Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
The wedding was going full blast, with the joyful Jewish music playing. The sound of the violin awoke unfulfilled longings and triggered moisture in the eyes.
Posted on: November 27th, 2013Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
Patience seems to be in such short supply these days, yet it can make a world of difference. This is particularly so in certain kinds of stressful situations whereby we think we only have time to act in a knee-jerk way instead of acting thoughtfully.
Posted on: November 20th, 2013Judaism → Columns → Lessons In Emunah
As is my custom, I attempt to spend my father’s yahrzeit every year in Israel. This gives me the opportunity to visit this spiritual, holy land, and first and foremost give my father the kavod he deserves. I appreciate the zechus to daven at my father’s kever.
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