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Know someone between the ages of 8 and 18? Maybe your own kid? Maybe yourself? What’s s/he plugged into right now? Because, according to the latest research from the Kaiser Family Foundation, if s/he’s awake, breathing and not in school, s/he’s plugged into something. (In school, it seems, nobody’s plugged into anything.)
Welcome to the grand new world of digital connectivity, where, if you’re not wired, you don’t exist. Which would seem to imply that if you are wired, your existence is whatever you are wired to. Scary, isn’t it? That’s why we give you this extensive menu of offerings. Choose your connections with care.
Like R’ Meir of Premishlan said, “If you’re wired above, you don’t fall below.”
Tzvi Freeman,
on behalf of the Chabad.org Editorial Team
Meaningful experiences are a compromise. Transcendental ones leave you in the dust. There’s a third way to get to G‑d, the one you would least expect.
A healthy Jewish people is one big, caring family, and our love for those closest to us nurtures love for the extended family of humanity . . .
In remembrance of the tragic death of 24,000 disciples of Rabbi Akiva, several mourning practices are observed during the weeks between Passover and Shavuot.
If we would only slow down and pay attention to the beauty that surrounds us. We are called human beings, not human doings . . .
Each instrument another timbre, another color, another world. But somehow, they are all one . . .
Before we can shape our children’s characters—or know if such a thing is possible—we need to know what they’re made of.
Swear to yourself, “I will not relax until we achieve the true purpose of creation, until we get to ‘go home to our fathers.’”
I have a very strained relationship with my mother, and I always have. Perhaps it is that we are so different, or maybe that we are so similar . . .
One by one, the pawnbroker weighed the items. But when he picked up the heart necklace, Momma suddenly let out a shout, “No!”
I was embarrassed to admit it, but I was afraid to go. This was an antiquated, angrily disputed place . . .
I imagined our parents thinking, “Now they’re forcing their fanatical ways on their innocent children, having them show their Judaism in public.”
It would take just one click. It was simple. One click, and it would all be over . . .
Rabbi Hoshayah was afraid of bringing his blind guest for dinner. Perhaps the other guests would feel uncomfortable . . .
The wagon driver asked which way to turn. Surprisingly, the Seer didn’t seem to know. Shrugging, he said, “Let the horses go in whichever direction they will.”
We can talk at great length about our faith in G‑d, but do we put our money where our mouths are?
Cheese is a metaphor for what you want, whether it is a good job, a loving relationship, money, health or peace of mind.
We are forever asking: What is the reason? What is the meaning? We ask this of all commandments, even those we supposedly understand . . .
Differing customs reflect the multiplicity of ways of relating to G‑d that characterize our people.
Democracy is one of the hallmarks of our wondrous modern world, but it relies on a counterforce to sustain it.
While counting the Omer, we try to perfect our characters. To assist us in achieving this goal, we study the tractate of Avot.
Everyone agrees with all the wonderful advice and ethics written in the books of the sages. Everyone agrees that this is the way to run your life.
Yet each of us has our escape route, to avoid bettering our lives by changing ourselves. We ask, “Were those words truly meant for me, or perhaps for someone else in another t...
