Don’t Shoot the Malachi – A Poem for Haftarah Toledot by Rick Lupert
Don’t Shoot the Malachi – A Poem for Haftarah Toledot by Rick Lupert
Don’t Shoot the Malachi – A Poem for Haftarah Toledot by Rick Lupert
Waiting for the Sky to Explode – A Poem for Haftarah Vayera by Rick Lupert
I Still Find Idols Enchanting – A Poem for Haftarah Lech Lecha by Rick Lupert
Let’s Rest Before It Even Starts – a poem for Haftorah Breishit by Rick Lupert
When Ronald Rosenblatt chants the haftarah for congregants at Temple Emanuel of Beverly Hills, the 70-year-old West Los Angeles dentist feels a deep connection with his past.
Given the condition of Judaism in 2008, a bar mitzvah is an ecumenical stew. It\’s not only the non-Jews who wonder about the significance and meaning of the ceremony, but even some of our fellow Israelites stare with wonder and, sometimes, awe.That\’s why a booklet of origins, explanations and exegesis is useful.