In Touch with My People

The Jews, singing and dancing ecstatically, were swept by the flood of their emotions and danced on and on. They would pay dearly later, but for that moment, they had defied their oppressors.

On June 1967, a unique cry was heard. It was not an expression of yearning or hope, but a cry over the emptiness of his soul...

The story of the stubborn little flame that refused to be extinguished. And the story of you and I . . .

Just as a Torah scroll is invalid if one letter is obliterated or missing, the Jewish people--a living Torah scroll--is incomplete if one Jew is missing.

Is there someone whom you have something against? A grudge, or a hurt that you harbor in your heart? Isn't it time we all got past our petty limitations to find the connecting threads of unity that connect us all?

Do people sometimes make you SO mad? But maybe there is another perspective...