Have a Little Faith: A True Story

God sings, we hum along, and there are many melodies, but it’s all one song-one same, wonderful, human song.
I am in love with hope.

You can’t fit the Lord in a box. But you can gather stories, tradition, wisdom, and in time, you needn’t lower the shelf; God is already nearer to thee.

the conclusion, but the search, the study, the journey to belief.

and they truly can change, because at that moment, you could not believe otherwise.

with a little faith, people can fix things, a

you’re looking for the miracles God can do with a life,”

you in between. When God seemed too intimidating to face, we could first come to you. It was like befriending the secretary outside the boss’s office.

Dear Rabbi-
Well, you did it. You finally managed to get us all here when it wasn’t the High Holidays.
I guess, deep down, I knew this day would come. But standing here now, it all feels backwards. I should be down there. You should be up here. This is where you belong. This is where we always looked for you, to lead us, to enlighten us, to sing to us, to quiz us, to tell us everything from Jewish law to what page we were on.
There was, in the construction of the universe, us down here, God up there, and

How funny when life repeats a patter

Paradise, Moksha, Valhalla, Nirvana-the next world is the underpinning of nearly all faiths. And more and more, as his earthly time wound down