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Eight Nights, Redefined
For some children, finding out that the tooth fairy isn't real is the final straw.
8 Blogs of Hanukkah: Why did Antiochus' army ruin all the oil in the Jerusalem Temple?
8 Blogs for 8 Nights of Hanukkah Blog #1: Oil and the Secret of the Jew
Following EPA Finding, Reform Movement Calls for Action on Crucial Day in Climate Fight
Saperstein: "New, equitable, and comprehensive national and international policies are needed to truly tackle the environmental, economic, and public health challenge of climate change."
Reform Jewish Leader Speaks at Chinese Embassy as Part of Torch Relay for Darfur
Saperstein: Lights—a symbol of freedom and hope.
UN Vote Calls Attention to U.S. Absence from Global Fight for Gay Rights
Saperstein: “It is shameful that the United States chose not to be a part of the first UN General Assembly declaration condemning state-sanctioned human rights abuses against LGBT people”
Saperstein Joins Faith Leaders to Promote ONE Sabbath Initiative
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A Special Worship Service for Jews with Disabilities and Their Families
by Nancy Crown When I was called to meet with a member of my synagogue’s Congregation-Based Community Organizing Committee, I almost declined. I was asked to think about what the temple could do that it was not already doing. My main reaction was to reflect on the many opportunities for learning, worship, and community that I wasn’t partaking of, due to limited time and a longstanding “outsider” feeling when it comes to religion. Like many others, my upbringing did not include much meaningful participation in the spiritual aspects of Judaism. My daughter, now 28 years old, has developmental disabilities. She was keenly interested in Judaism as a young child, but as a teen, she began to talk about converting to another religion. By that time, our son was enrolled in school at Congregation Rodeph Sholom, where we were members. We chose a Jewish day school for a number of reasons, including our desire for our son to feel more secure in his Jewish identity than my husband, my daughter, or I had felt. We began lighting candles on Friday nights. I took Hebrew classes. We attended services, where, at moments, I would feel an achy kind of longing, alongside a feeling of being an outsider. Try as I might, I couldn’t quite find a way in.