Fourth night of Hanukkah was Shabbat. I was touched that Ruth and Chris dropped by unexpectedly and offered me a ride to services- which were lovely. Our little Reconstructionist synagogue is warm and accepting, participatory - giving us chances to the service to speak from out hearts about our lives if we are moved to do so. Tonight was all about light, Shabbat light and Hanukkah light. I am feeling more part of the community (forty families) and able to chat as well as worship with them. Larger congregations have their strengths, but small feels good right now.
Last night's answer - three places to shine light
the lives of family members and friends who are ill or lonely
schools where poverty and prejudice cloud learning
war zones worldwide
What four qualities block my willingness to spread light?