In which I talk about chanting Torah, singing, life, you name it. This blog is a writing exercise to help me organize my thoughts.
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
108. Go
We got to the Torah service, and the two rabbis at the bima began to discuss the portion of the week--a lively debate with each other, right in front of the rest of us. It was Lech Lecha: "Go, you go!" or maybe "Go, go to yourself." God tells Abraham to leave home and travel to a new place, and the story begins. It hit me after a few minutes: this was about me. My journey had just started, and I had no idea where it might lead. I was embarrassed, even in my heightened state of amazement, to describe my discovery with the kind of overused phrase that begins badly written memoirs. I wouldn't dare utter it. But it was true.
Labels:
discovery,
history,
Judaism,
Shabbat services
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