The Secret to Healing from Pain

I sat with the two children of a mother who had just passed away. They were recounting her life for me in preparation for the funeral.

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As we spoke, the mother’s long-time caretaker came into the room. She began to speak about their relationship. Though her English was not perfect, the three of us sat spell-bound.

A Sad Journey

She described how she moved to Chicago from Belize after her youngest son died.

Please Call Me a Pharisee

While sometimes political correctness can rise to the level of foolishness, the words we use do matter. My book editor recently reminded me of this truth.

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I had used the phrase “Southern leaders” in referring to political leaders of the Confederacy. My editor pointed out that Blacks in the South were Southerners as well.

To equate Confederate and Southern does an injustice to those African-American Southerners. I should, she suggested, refer to political leaders in the South as “White” or “Confederate” Southern leaders. Lesson learned.

How “Pharisee” Became an Insult

Do You Know What Hurts Me?

A great rabbi went into a bar. He overheard a conversation between patrons.

One said to the other, “Friend, do you love me?” “Of course I do,” the second man replied. “We’ve known each other our whole lives.”

“Then tell me, friend,” said the first man, “What hurts me?” The friend had no reply.

The first man continued “How can you love me, when you don’t know what hurts me?”

 

When Lies Become Truth: Why You Should Care About Antisemitism

It feels like a bad dream. Last week, while hundreds of Jews prayed in two synagogues In Paris, rioters surrounded the buildings and trapped them inside.

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It took the arrival of battalions of French police to secure a safe exit. The story triggered my heart and mind. See, while I have never experienced overt antisemitism, I have studied it.

My focus in college was modern European history. One of its defining moments was the so-called “Dreyfus Affair,” in which the highly-decorated Jewish French Colonel Alfred Dreyfus was accused of treason.

The accusation was accompanied by riots in Paris in which thousands yelled “Death to the Jews.”

5 Uncomfortable Truths About Your Life

My congregation has nicknamed me the “smiling rabbi.” I was lucky to be born with a happy disposition.

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Yet, we all know life is never perfect. Authentic happiness demands we also grapple with the unhappy parts of our character. Perfection, as Jewish wisdom teaches us, is reserved for God.

How To Grapple With Them

I have found that great theater is one of the best ways to grapple with these uncomfortable parts of ourselves. When we do so honestly, we can grow into more loving, wiser human beings. But it can be very hard. 

Can We Listen to Anyone Other Than Ourselves? Remarks to a group of Israeli and Palestinian Students

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This week and next, 40 high school students from Israel and the Palestinian territories are gathering in Chicago for serious dialogue. I will be addressing the group this Friday evening. Here is the gist of my remarks. 

As you gather here this evening, your homeland is engulfed in war. Your families live in fear. A rocket or bomb could fall at any time.

Yet here you are—talking with one another, building a community of true diversity. You are addressing, unpacking and learning about the differences that really matter.

You are having the kind of dialogue Martin Buber envisioned when he wrote his classic book I and Thou: conversation driven by a willingness to be changed, to shift points of views, to open up to the truths of another.

Does It Matter? 

Can it work? Can we listen to each other? Does what we are doing here matter to what is happening over there? Absolutely. 

God Never Gives Up Hope: A Prayer for Israel

 I remember my first visit to Israel in 1994. The Oslo Accords had just been signed. Hope reigned. My group was greeted warmly in the Arab market in Jerusalem.

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The opposite feelings prevail today. We witness bombings, indiscriminate hatred, vitriol. Dozens of my friends who are there now share words of sadness and despair.

Can we find any basis for hope?

The Secret to Happiness: Let Life Surprise You

I remember sitting one day with my  three-year-old daughter. She had a book in her and was turning the pages and telling the story. This was her regular habit. She could not yet read the words, but she could tell the story based on the pictures.

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I had one ear listening to her voice and the other, I am sorry to say, thinking about the coming week’s sermon. Suddenly I stopped thinking about the sermon. I turned my head toward her. Something was different.

I looked down at the book. I realized she was not telling the story in her own words. She was reading the words on the page.

I couldn’t believe it. Time stood still for a second. Then I looked at her, laughed, smiled and started to sing.

Do You Think Christians Needs to Learn More About Judaism?

In the 1970s Alex Haley wrote the best-seller Roots. He sought to find the roots of his life as an African-American. Where did he come from? What experiences shaped who he was?

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Pope Francis and one of his best friends, Rabbi Abraham Skorka

 
We all ask these questions. We seek not only geographic roots and ethnic roots. We look for spiritual roots. Where do we come from? Why do we believe what we believe? 
 
For Christians much of the answer lies in Judaism. Pope Francis recently put it bluntly when he said, “I believe that inter-religious dialogue must investigate the Jewish roots of Christianity and the Christian flowering of Judaism… Inside every Christian is a Jew.”

The Senseless Death of 3 Israeli Teens: How To Mourn

My entire community is in mourning. The bodies of three kidnapped Israeli students were found yesterday. The horror, pain and anger is palpable.

A makeshift memorial in Tel Aviv

A makeshift memorial in Tel Aviv

For those of us mourning in America, the answer is not vengeance or hatred. It is mourning and support.

Helping Us Cry

Franz Kafka tells the story of a little girl who was late arriving home one day. Her mother asked her where she was. The girl said that she saw her friend Ruthie on her way home, and Ruthie’s doll had broken.

“Did you help her fix it?” her mother asked. “No,” the girl replied, “I don’t know how to fix it. I stopped to help her cry.” We are to cry with our Israeli brothers in sisters. 

We do not know how to fix, or even explain, the evil that causes people  to murder innocent young children. We stand in shock, in pain, in bewilderment.

We turn to one another and ask “What can we do? How can we bring God’s healing presence into this moment?”

Collecting the Pieces

Perhaps we can take some guidance from the words of the 18th century Rabbi Nachman of Breslov. He once saw a man whose house had burnt down. The man had been crying terribly about his losses.

As he began looking through the rubble, he found bits and pieces of wood and metal to start rebuilding. One by one he made a pile of pieces.

Rabbi Nathan said, “See how he is collecting pieces to rebuild. Even when we think there is no hope, we are already collecting pieces to rebuild.”

It will take a long time to collect the pieces we need to rebuild. It is a long road to peace and healing. With open hearts and ready hands, we need to start now.