I’m sitting here on my weekly day of Sabbath, staring out the window at fir trees laden with wet, dripping life down onto the soil and...

There was the barrier of the Red Sea, which gave birth to fear.  There was the barrier of hunger and thirst, which gave birth to whining....

When we packed for vacation, we didn’t have a menu.  Instead we bought some stuff: string beans, apples, bluberries, spinach, mushrooms,...

the bell tolls for thee...in a good way I have a friend who runs a camp outside of Toronto.  It’s one of the largest camps in North...