There’s no place like home…

December 18, 2007

At an interfaith meeting at the beautiful home of my dear friend Rafi Marrache, Christians, Muslims and Jews share insights into their respective holidays – Chanukah, Christmas and Eid al-Adha – that are all celebrated this time of year.

I am eager to learn about other festivals, the slaughering of goats and lambs to commemorate Abraham’s willingness to sacrifice his son (Ishmael) and the giving of those meats to the poor.  I want to delve into the birth of Jesus and find the deeper meanings behind tinsel and fairy lights down Regents Street.

Alas, none of the explanations move me and I feel disconnected from the group.  It is only when Emunah Witt, disciple of the the late Shlomo Carlebach and mother of fourteen children addresses the crowd that my heart truly opens and I feel the presence of God uniting us.

Quoting Shlomo, Emunah explains; “When a Jew sits in a Succah booth, wherever he may be – in England, Australia or even Alaska – he is actually sitting in Jerusalem and when a Yid lights the Chanukah menorah, he is right there in the holy temple.”  

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