Wandering the Wilderness in the Sunshine of Sedona
I was taught that our Israelite ancestors wandered for forty years in the wilderness as punishment for remaining tied to slavery. When offered the opportunity at Kadesh-Barnea to enter into the Promised Land, they lost faith in God and followed the fearful advice of the ten spies.
Am I a Slave? (#BlogExodus, Day 3)
To whom or what am I a slave?
The question is on my mind as I clean for Passover. The evidence lies before me, in trails of crumbs.
Chametz (#BlogExodus, Day 4)
One of my dear friends and colleagues, Rabbi Phyllis Sommer, has for several years now challenged us to blog Exodus. She has come up with daily themes.
Cleaning (#BlogExodus, Day 6)
In my earliest seder memories, we went each year to Dallas to celebrate Pesach at my Aunt Sylvia and Uncle Bill's house. Usually we flew on Southwest; it took about an hour to get from San Antonio to Love Field.
The Modern Relevance of Passover
Galilee Diary: Starting Over
The day after the Passover, that very day, they ate some of the produce of the land: unleavened bread and roasted grain. The manna stopped the day after they ate this food from the land; there was no longer any manna for the Israelites, but that year they ate the produce of Canaan.
A Maundy Thursday Seder
Blessing: To the Amazing People in My Life (#BlogExodus, Day 7)
Sitting here, thinking about the subject of blessing, I realize that my greatest blessing is the people in my life. My teachers, students, friends, family…all of you offer me blessings that are greater than anything else…and which remind me of how blessed I am in my life.