Jewish Journal

Rabbi Janet Ross Marder

  • The Meaning of Marriage

    May 27, 1999 | 8:00 pm

    Late spring in Los Angeles: cool, foggy mornings, with sun breaking through around midday. The strawberries are sweet and luscious; the gardens are full of roses. It's the season of simchas. Our calendars are crowded with graduations and family parties, but most of all with weddings....
  • Birth Pangs

    April 15, 1999 | 8:00 pm

    The other day, I got a sample of Pampers in the mail. It doesn't happen very often now, fortunately. For a while there, almost every day brought free diapers, coupons for baby food, baby lotion, baby photographs. I passed them on to my sister, who has a year-old son, and told myself...
  • God’s Fingerprints

    March 4, 1999 | 7:00 pm

    It was a Saturday morning in the middle of winter -- bright and sunny and cold, with a sky washed clean by the wind. Outside, it was business as usual: the boulevard teeming with cars and pedestrians, thousands of plot lines stretching across the city. But inside the sanctuary, it...

  • Parents As Pillars

    January 21, 1999 | 7:00 pm

    My daughter has always been the squeamish type. Once, when she was about 4 years old, we were talking about the exodus from Egypt -- the dark night of watching, when God told the Israelites to slaughter lambs and smear the blood on the doorposts of their houses so that the Holy One...

  • The Image of an Honorable Man

    December 10, 1998 | 7:00 pm

    Every summer, my sisters and I, along with our husbands and children, spend a few days with our parents at Red's Meadow resort near Mammoth. The cabins are rustic; the air is bracing; the pace is deliciously unhurried. By now, our visits are a cluster of beloved rituals. One day we...

  • A Sea Change

    October 22, 1998 | 8:00 pm

    One of my favorite things to do is write children's songs. Over the years, I have written lots of innocuous little ditties for kids as a way of teaching them about Jewish holidays and rituals, ethics and values, and how to treat families and friends. Long ago, when I was just...