Some thoughts about the thoughts we think, part 3
Reflections on the interactions between Man and his Creator
Has your list been growing?
Mine has to the extent that I'll soon have to switch over from 8.5 x 11 sheets of paper to rolls, you know the three inch wide by a thousand feet kind (actually of the length I'm not sure) but you know to what I am referring, the sort people use in their adding machines or cash registers.
Couple of days ago, I read this column, I don't recall the name of the publication right off, kind of like one of those "Ask the Rabbi" features.
A disgruntled congregant was bemoaning what she fully expects will be yet another Rosh Hashanah of "boring services."
I'll have to paraphrase the rabbi's response:
*the shul is a house of G-d
*it is not an entertainment center
*folks go there to pray, you know, talk to G-d
*there are more than enough “phone lines” open
*in sum, you get out of it what you put in ...
Pretty straight forward. Nothing said with which to disagree, right? And it's not like we're talking about a daily minyan (which is another matter altogether). By the way, if you need some more information about early morning minyanim, Check out Google key words: speed praying. You should find it somewhere between speed dating and speed skating.
Not only does G-d examine our many shortcomings and sins, He tempers the severity of his anger because He is erich apaiyim (slow to anger) one of the thirteen attributes.
Ingratitude, the failure not only to “feel thanks” but to articulate it, is unhappily too common an occurrence. We much rather prefer feelings of entitlement.
“Hey I've got it coming,” too many of us say unmindful that our birthright is of no inherently greater value than the fellow's seated next to us.
Oh, and watch out for those "klops al heit". No one at the other end of the shul or, for that matter, seated next to us, needs to hear you beating your chest. Their purpose is to awaken within each of us a sense that we can return (teshuva) even if we've never been there before. Remember this is prayer, not a demonstration of third rate histrionics.
My friends, I find myself in a weary state. Unless, I call it a night, I will hit the wrong key and the work will disappear into "cyber space".
An exceedingly healthy, happy and sweet New Year, 5774.