The tomato plants are thriving. Their leafy green stalks shoot straight out of the moist brown earth and sway gently in the breeze. The lettuce, alfalfa and spicy greens starts also look healthy. Herbs grow everywhere. This garden, like all gardens at one time, is still in its...
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Free High Holy Days services
May 27, 2004 | 8:00 pm
March 4, 2004 | 7:00 pm
September 4, 2003 | 8:00 pm
Last week, we learned not to cut down the fruit trees of our enemies in times of war because, as the Torah says, the trees are "not our enemy."
In this week's parshah, Ki Tetze, the Torah continues its compassionate attitude toward nature's creatures: Do not pull a...
July 10, 2003 | 8:00 pm
A 7-year-old boy with severe disabilities who usually spends his days in an unresponsive haze in his wheelchair is running his fingers through the mane of a miniature pony named Chocolate -- and giggling.
"It's a miracle," his mother tells Pepper Salter Edmiston, the founder of the...
March 20, 2003 | 7:00 pm
The year was 1996, and Rabbi Mike Comins, newly ordained at Jerusalem's Hebrew Union College-Jewish Institute of Religion, had reached a crossroads. He had just completed his rabbinic thesis, was preparing to start his doctorate and, even though he was writing about God, "I felt like...
March 13, 2003 | 7:00 pm
One of the most precious moments parents and children share with each other is the quiet and routine of bedtime. I hope you sleep well at night, but, as we all know, sometimes it is difficult to fall asleep, or to have a restful sleep. There are too many things on our minds. We're...
February 1, 2001 | 7:00 pm
August 24, 2000 | 8:00 pm
November 18, 1999 | 7:00 pmI remember how foolish I felt at first. There we were, my wife Didi and I, creeping around at midnight, quietly threading our way through low shrubs and overhanging trees where the beach met the foliage about twenty yards from the water. It was nearly pitch dark with only the light...