This morning I received an email that I’m sure many rabbis would have been proud to write.
Though not the author’s intent, it is a very powerful message as we leave Yom Kippur behind and move into the rest of the year.
This morning I received an email that I’m sure many rabbis would have been proud to write.
Though not the author’s intent, it is a very powerful message as we leave Yom Kippur behind and move into the rest of the year.
Yesterday I asked:
How did Avraham stay inspired all these years? Why didn’t the gaps, the long years of silence, wear him down?
I think Avraham used three techniques to keep himself inspired:
It’s easy to get the wrong impression.
When we read the Chumash, it seems like every few lines God is speaking to someone.
You may say to yourself, “Well, if God would only speak to me, then life would certainly be easier!”
Yesterday I wrote about inspiration.
I (poetically) compared it to a vapor that quickly disperses.
One thing that made me think of inspiration this way is the phrase that occurs several times in Kohelet.
We’ve just ended our annual holy day marathon.
Rosh HaShanah.
Yom Kippur.
Sukkot.
Shemini Atzeret / Simchat Torah.
Three wonderful weeks. (I’ll just add, much more pleasant than the summer period that is usually referred to as The Three Weeks.)