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Delivered on Kol Nidrei 5779 During my time in Rabbinical School I interned as a chaplain at NYU’s Tisch Hospital. One of my responsibilities was to serve the spiritual needs of the patients and their families in the pediatric rehab unit. Each morning, the attending physician...

Delivered on September 10, 2018 at Rosh Hashanah morning services. In 1987, the US Army War College coined a term that has become more pointed and more broadly taught year after year. It is a frame through which our military views their world, and more and...

By Rabbi Joan Glazer Farber Shabbat shalom. Thank you to Rabbi Hirsch for the opportunity to share Shabbat with you. I had a sudden awareness when I was in Israel this summer—it was 45 years since my first trip to Israel. 45 years of visits and discussions....

Delivered on August 3, 2018 Parashat Ekev 5778 “Sometimes, finding kindness in strangers can be as hard as finding your lost keys. Sometimes, they can actually be the same thing. When Steve drove off with his $500 keyless car fob on the top of his car, he...

Thirty six. Conservatively speaking, that’s the number of times that the phrase “Do not oppress the stranger” appears in our tradition. I say “conservatively” because that accounts only for the times we hear it in the Torah. This admonition repeats and echoes through Ketuvim and the Prophets--- The voice...

  Today marks the 4th anniversary of my rabbinical ordination from Hebrew Union College-Jewish Institute of Religion. People are sometimes surprised when I tell them that rabbinical school is five years long. Those of us ordained by HUC-JIR begin the first year together studying in Jerusalem,...

Parashat Noach 5778   One can learn a lot about his surroundings from the graffiti he encounters. When I was living in Jerusalem as a rabbinical student, eagerly and earnestly learning to speak modern Hebrew, I remember walking down Emek Refayim one day and seeing the words...