The purpose of the Seder to my mind is to inspire conversations with your family about the human drama and hopefully transmit values to the next generation. I’ve always felt like this could be better.
Whenever death may surprise us let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Just as the wave cannot exist for itself but is ever a part of the heaving surface of the ocean so must I never live my life for itself but always in the experience which is going on around me.
I’m cute – and God I hate that. Because that’s not cool. I’m like your niece and nobody wants to date their niece. It’s the chubby cheeks. The whole reason people voted for me on American Idol is because I’m an everyday normal girl.
Let me go over this again on the reclaiming the civil rights movement. People of faith that believe that you have an equal right to justice – that is the essence. And if it’s not the essence then we’ve been sold a pack of lies. The essence is everyone deserves a shot – the content of character not the color of skin.
Bracketing has turned all my experiences remembered and present into a gallery of miracles where I wander around dazzled by the beauty of events I cannot explain.
I don’t think the Palestinian people or Afghan children or some other things I’m concerned about are at the top of other people’s agendas – not right now when America is going through such a recession and people are suffering across the board financially. But I think all that will change.
As long as any adult thinks that he like the parents and teachers of old can become introspective invoking his own youth to understand the youth before him he is lost.