My one and a half-year old son, like many children his age, loves to have the same book read to him over and over again. A few weeks ago, his book of choice was “Where Is God?” by Rabbi Lawrence and Karen Kushner. It goes like this: “Where is God? God is in the beginning. In the first red tomato, and in cookies fresh from the oven…. Where is God? God is in the end... In the last wave goodbye, and in the last years of life…. God is in the way people come together. In the sharing of a...
The concept of “B’tzelem Elohim” – or “We are made in God’s image” - is fundamental to my own striving for holiness. It makes sense, since I am a doctor, and spend my entire professional life thinking about bodies. “We are made in God’s image” doesn’t just refer to me, it refers to every patient I see in my practice. I’ve also understood for years that this concept doesn’t refer to how we look, as much as to how we behave – God clothes the naked, so we clothe the naked, God buries Moses, so we bury the dead, God...
Tonight, I’m wearing my favorite necklace. I’ve worn it pretty much all the time since I received it this past Mother’s Day from my daughter, Betsy, and her husband, Mike. It’s a simple silver chain that holds the emblem of a tree of life. Encircling the tree are the names of the two newest blossoms on our family’s tree of life -- my grandchildren, Maisie and Judah. I wear their names close to my heart, always. Even when you can’t see it, the necklace is there, and the names are there – for where else could they be but engraved...
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
So long as men can breathe...
The stakes were high - a popular two term incumbent was leaving and a new President would take residency in the White House. America divided. Blue and Red. On election night, Americans anxiously watched the returns from swing states - Pennsylvania, Ohio, Florida. The winner of the electoral college did not win the popular vote. Not 2016, but 2000. You remember, I hope, the first Jewish candidate on a national ticket for a major American political party.
My favorite anecdote about that election. After weeks of ballot counting and contentious back and forth - nearly five weeks after election...