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A Moment in Time: The Path to Serenity

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July 29, 2021

Dear all,

On a recent bike ride, there was so much on my mind that I could barely think:

Navigating the Holy Days in a ongoing pandemic.

Writing sermons while parenting twins entering those wonderful ”twos” years.

Balancing priorities.

Wondering why I ate the cookie (which motivated me to go on the bike ride in the first place).

Yes, there was a lot going on.

But then I came across this beautiful lake. I saw the walkway, and I wondered in that moment in time, “What is the path to serenity?”

I sat by the water for a long time without an answer. So I got back on my bike.

And you know what? For the remainder of my ride, my soul was at peace.

Where will you discover your path to serenity this week?

With love and shalom,

 

Rabbi Zach Shapiro

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