The ball was coming the boy’s way.
When does survival become a crime? When does choice become treason? And what choice do we have when all choices are wrong?
“My father and mother both went through the Holocaust. They always told us stories about emuna and bitochon, trusting Hashem.”
In the merit of all the modern-day “righteous women” may we soon be redeemed from this long and bitter galus.
A diamond doesn’t lose its value just because it was buried in the ground for while. Just clean it off, and you will see its brilliant shine.
It took a few days for me to realize that if I wanted to go back to Kindergarten I would have to play by the grown ups’ rules.
The birth of a child is a blessing for any family, but for our family my son Joshua’s birth was also an affirmation.
A Serial Haiku Call to Spiritual Arms Darkness is a bluff, It seems like it’s forever, It’s gone in a wink. A tiny light bulb, Can light an amphitheater, So can your light too. Yoseph is a spark, Esav is a bale of hay, Doesn’t stand a chance. It’s easy to Read more
The love of a mother
Is endless in scope
Crosses all boundaries
Giving us hope
We’ve been talking about starting up a podcast where we interview orthodox Jewish authors about their books for a few months, but we finally got the required push when veteran Sasson contributor Yael Shahar put out a new book, called Returning.