Vayigash

Nancy called my father, complaining that the school van never came to pick up her kids. It didn’t take long for my father to realize what I had done . . .

I was speaking to a friend whose child had been sick with a life-threatening illness. I asked her about her faith. Did she have questions? Was she angry with G‑d? She told me that as she was going through her ordeal, she didn’t have time to think. She was...

For 22 agonizing years, they had been separated, with Jacob fearing the worst. What will happen at their first meeting?

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This instinct to look after others is ingrained in us from the Torah itself.

Often, the context we assign to experiences is really a projection of how we view ourselves.

We mourn myriad things, often without even being aware of it.

When we can look back at the events of our past and embrace them for being the perfect training ground for who we are today, then we can begin to be the authors of our own lives.

But in the midst of the chaos and aggravation, there is a little phrase I hold on to that helps me keep my sanity.