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Meditations for Jewish Women

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Did you ever try getting hungry children to cooperate?
Giving to others often comes with a fringe benefit, that warm, fuzzy feeling inside.
Is my worth based on my socioeconomic status?
Before he fed their souls, he made sure that they were cared for physically.
Without intending to, we often turn a casual social get-together or a joyous family gathering into an opportunity to develop an inferiority complex.
Sometimes we don’t see our own value.
We all have our bucket list of things we would appreciate having in our lives, but let’s make sure the important ones are at the top.
The laws of supply and demand state that at any given moment I have five things in my life vying for the same time slot, but there is still one obligation that I must learn to place above all.
We all want a great marriage. We all want to feel the love, experience the passion, and live happily ever after. But what about when things don’t go so smoothly?
As a mother, there are oh so many things to worry about. Does my son have friends? Is he being bullied? Is he bullying? Is he reading at grade level? Will he turn out alright? These small anxieties can really add up. . . . How do I process these thoughts so they don’t put me on edge?
Yelling works, right? For about a minute. And then the long-term results are disastrous.
At the age of 22, I discovered a new emotion.
Whenever I have guests, I find myself spending hours peeling, chopping, frying, slicing, pouring and many more verbs. And sometimes it’s hard, and I need some motivation to keep me going in the kitchen.
Why bring children into this mess of a world? Why build a family, only to experience hardship, challenge and strife?
Children don’t just forget about empty promises; to them, dishonesty is dishonesty.
Until the coming of Moshiach, there exists no individual who can possibly be perfect, devoid of all flaws.
My child is in the middle of the process.
Guilt is counterproductive.
Sometimes, we just mess up. We fall short of our own idealistic aspirations.