It feels funny telling people that Lag b’Omer is my favorite holiday. I mean, officially it’s not even a holiday at all. It has no ‘halachos’, other than not saying tachanun, and it doesn’t even have the traditional signature foods that give the Yomim Tovim so much flavor. But, what can I say? There’s just Read more
I see groups of friends gathered over four cups of wine, matzah, and simple food, talking about what is oppressing us and brainstorming about how to counter it.
This person is a human who is created in the image of Hashem, and their worth is far greater than that of “a clerk in a bank”.
The more you research the history of the Modern USA, the more you find a country built on the assumption that ‘white Christians’ are superior to everyone else.
Note to self: always eat the food that Israelis offer you. Also, when you’re in a position to help, don’t inquire politely; just barge in.
The fire burned so brightly in the eyes of the Rachmastrivka Rebbe, Yisroel Mordechai Twerski, that I found it hard to meet his gaze.
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.”
Guest blogger MyrtleRising shares her views on a new tell-all book about Rabbi Eliezer Berland, called One in a Generation: Into Exile.
Like Alice Through the Looking Glass, somehow a malfunction occurred in my Pesach outing plans, and I ended up tripping through the glass into the Land of Money.