The artwork on this note card was created by 5768 WRJ Art Calendar artist Césan d’Ornellas Levine.
Last month, I anxiously awaited the Supreme Court’s decision on President Trump’s discriminatory travel ban. I’ve spent the past year in disbelief of the way the leader of our country has spoken about the Muslim community and I continued to hold out hope that our highest court would ensure the freedom of religion and equality for all that our founders intended.
Standing in front of the steps of the Supreme Court, my heart raced with uncertainty. I didn’t want to imagine a world where...Read More
Monday, June 25th, 1:00 AM
My alarm disrupts the silence, and in my sleepy, disoriented stupor I think it must be a mistake.
Nope. There’s no mistake – my RAC Machon Kaplan cohort of colleagues, friends, and fellow Dunkin Donuts addicts is heading to the Supreme Court steps to start the line for limited public seating at the proceedings. Hours of waiting on the sidewalk lie ahead of us. We excitedly exchange sleep and comfort for bearing witness to our nation's most respected legal scholars in action.
2:30 AM... Read More
One Saturday morning, a group of social justice-oriented college interns woke up early with a purpose. We woke up with a purpose to pray, to rally, to march, and to fight poverty, not the poor. We grabbed our rain coats and headed over to the National Mall to participate in the Poor People’s Campaign, a National Call for Moral Revival. The day began with Saturday morning services, continued with a rally, and culminated in a march around the National Mall in Washington, D.C.
Fifty years ago, Martin Luther King Jr. and the Southern...Read More
This post is adapted from a sermon given at Temple Sinai in Washington, DC on Friday, June 29, 2018.
Sometimes life imitates art, and I have learned that sometimes events imitate the Torah portion. Our Torah portion this week, Balak, begins noting the fear of King Balak of Moab in seeing the Israelites amassed at his border. In just three sentences, the biblical author sets the stage for the story:
“Balak…saw all that Israel had done to the Amorites. Moab was alarmed because that people was so numerous. Moab dreaded the Israelites, and Moab said to the elders of Midian, ‘...Read More
As a kid, I was never very good at falling asleep. I came into the world screaming, and my parents joke that nothing much has changed. Eventually, they had to teach me to sleep by letting me cry. Instead of coming in every few minutes, they sat patiently outside my bedroom door until I fell asleep on my own. My mom said it was one of the hardest things she’s ever done. Still, she could burst through that door any second if she wanted to. She could grab me in her arms and know that, despite the tears, I was okay. She had a choice. For the families crossing the border right now, they do not...Read More