A Message from the Rabbi

One of the joys of being a Rabbi is the privilege of seeing people take care of each other. As I write this article, there is an army in our kitchen preparing Seudat Havraah and Shivah meals for the family of a fellow congregant. The congregant passed away yesterday, and
within twenty four hours emails went out, food was purchased, and preparation was on its way. As I write there is a phalanx of women standing in the kitchen, united against the forces of grief, isolation, and indifference.

Before I was ordained, I came to Temple as a ‘Jew in the Pew’, a congregant who saw a smaller slice of the picture. Today, thanks to Temple Sholom, I get to see so much more. I see the man who visits and cares for his aging father in law with unbelievable care and
respect. The Gabbis and Torah readers who spend hours preparing so they can sing God’s word on Saturday. The rich person who donates thousands quietly, the poor person who gives when there is so little to give. The congregant who makes sure that a blind guest can follow along in the service, the congregants that make sure that every new person feels welcome. The parents who spend hours driving to religious school, planning festivals, creating an environment so that their children can thrive and build a strong Jewish future.

Now that Hannukah as passed, the days are becoming longer.  With the extra sunlight, we can see the amazing amount of work and care that comes through our congregation. It is truly a special feature of our congregation that people care so much, are so committed, work so hard. It is an honor to witness.

B’Shalom,
Rabbi Zari Sussman