Torah cannot be Torah without us; it needs us. Therefore, we must read it, we must study it, we must discuss it and debate it. We must carry it. We must dance among its verses, discovering ourselves in its chapters.
I have had many conversations with my children about their lesbian and gay friends, and I marvel at their acceptance, their nonchalance in the face of such an historic shift. Theirs is a world in which friends can come out (mostly) without fear. Theirs is a world in which high school clubs are devoted to LGBTQ rights, and whose members’ ears are attuned to harmful words leveled against gays and lesbians. Their mouths are primed to defend their friends’ rights to be who they genuinely are, to be authentic to their truest selves.
It was a beautiful August morning, the temperature a comfortable 70 degrees. I was riding on my favorite flat, a road that extends for miles along the shoreline. My legs felt strong, and despite the gusting head wind, I was setting a fast pace. The dune grass
Take Moses’ life as an example. First of all, Moses does not even begin his true calling until, at the age of 80, he leads the people from Egypt. We know incomparably little about his first 80 years. In fact, the majority of