Was there a church before we could create one in our minds?

In the Name of God

Imagine the world in pre-human times, and ask yourself: was there a church? Did anyone speak of, or think about, God? Is the notion of religion, then, a creation of our advanced human minds when, faced with an increasingly sedentary lifestyle that gave us too much time to ponder the questions of our origin and our eventual demise, we faced… Read more →


Oh Holy Night

  “You are religious,” she said, as she poured water into my cup. She was right. I’d been hedging my comments for so long, wedged into other people’s understanding of what it means to be religious. Not listening to my own inner voice, which has always told me that religious is a personal definition, a valuation of spirituality that no one else… Read more →

Jerusalem Old City and Mount of Olives at Night, Israel

Words Matter

I’d said the prayer a bunch of times before. But this morning, as the congregation recited a blessing for the state of Israel as a community, as my people’s safe haven, two words jumped out at me: eretz kadshenu. Land of our holiness, land of our sanctity. And as a word nerd, I was struck by the concept. The translation read Holy… Read more →