Between the first and seventh days of Passover lies a message that could hardly be more timely.
Passover
I’m doing something I don’t usually do: responding publicly to an article — more precisely, to comments on Anat Schneider’s Sabbath reflection about Passover and the Last Supper.
In our discussions around the holiday table, we try to find contemporary parallels to the four sons.
History is not only written by kings and leaders, but also by ordinary people who choose to maintain the divine image in mankind.
Each year, when spring arrives and homes fill with preparations for Passover, the Jewish people return to that defining night when the Israelites left Egypt and began their journey to freedom.
Pesach is a time of experience with our living God. With the wonderful ordained feast of Pesach in mind we must establish a balance of looking back, living in the present and anticipating the future.
The connection in the Passover Haggadah is not coincidental.
As families gathered for the Seder, sirens, rockets and drones turned a night of tradition into another reminder that Israel’s civilians remain on the front line.
Cleaning, sirens, matzah—and the hope that this Passover night will free more than just the chametz.
Leaven is not just a matter of food, but it indicates a process. In life too, there are quite a few situations in which, due to the passing of time, things change and lose their form.
