Lieba Rudolph

Until you care about every tiny detail of your relationship with G‑d, Shabbat is just a bunch of annoying restrictions.

The sun was intense, a force to be reckoned with. It was a fitting day for the funeral of Rivky Berman.

I'm not sure what my sister Stephanie and I were doing that February night in 1963 when our grandfather, our mother’s father, called us on the phone. I just remember we were busy.

They loved their grandchildren and great grandchildren, who raided their "kosher cupboard," and they were proud of the young rabbis in our family, but our uncompromising lifestyle choices mystified them.

I tried saying it effortlessly, like I'd been saying it all my life . . .

Purim is an auspicious time for revealed good for the Jewish nation: G‑d can save us from anything, just like He did in ancient Persia. Haman, the irredeemable anti-Semite, maneuvered a death decree against every last Jew in the land. Through Mordechai an...

Why has this form of entertainment become so popular in cities everywhere?

It may have taken me almost 30 years, but, thank G-d, the "gain" is finally overtaking the "pain."

Once upon a time, what I loved most about traveling was enjoying the local delicacies with abandon. For years after we became observant, traveling involved such huge sacrifices of pleasure and convenience that it almost wasn’t worth the effort.

It isn’t easy to visit a sick person, especially for someone with my psychological profile, but I try to focus on what the mitzvah accomplishes.