Friday, September 28, 2018

Yom Kippur Sermons 5779

Yom Kippur Sermons 5779

Thursday, September 13, 2018

Rosh HaShanah Sermons 5779


Rosh HaShanah Morning: On Parents and Children

Friday, August 17, 2018

High Holidays 5779 in Waterville!


Join us for the High Holidays.  
All services are free and open to the public!

Erev Rosh Hashana Services and Dinner:
Sunday, Sept 9, 5:30 (services) and 6:30 (dinner - RSVP requested)

Rosh Hashana Morning Services:
Monday, Sept 10, and Tuesday, Sept 11, 9:30am
Children's Services 9:30-10:30 am
Tashlich: Monday, Sept 10, 1:30pm at the boat launch across from Thayer Shabbat Shuva services: Friday, Sept 14, 6pm
Kol Nidre Services: Tuesday, Sept 18, 6:30pm
Yom Kippur morning services: Wednesday, Sept 19, 9:30am
Children's Services 9:30-10:30 am
Mincha/Ma’ariv/Neilah: Wednesday, Sept 19, 5pm

Break the Fast: Wednesday, Sept 19, 7:25pm
Beth Israel hosts a dairy potluck break fast; please bring a dish to share

Learning and festival meal to welcome Sukkot: Sunday, Sept 23, 5pm in the Isaacs/Weiss sukkah (9 Messalonksee Ave)
Potluck and Shabbat services in the Waterville communal sukkah: Friday, Sept 28, 6pm (Located on the Colby campus, next to the Foss building. Park in the Mary Low lot. More at
Shemini Atzeret services, including Yizkor: Monday, Oct 1, 10am

Erev Simchat Torah celebration: Monday, Oct 1, 5pm

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Annual Beth Israel Congregation Fundraiser: Join Us for a Night of Israeli Cuisine!

Mid-East Mashup: A Night of Israeli Dining
Sunday, July 15, 2018
6:00-8:30 pm
Beth Israel Congregation

Join our congregation as we share the flavors, scents, and experiences of our congregational trip to Israel. An incredible feast with meat and vegan options.

Cost: $65 per person


Cold Appetizers and Salads:
Traditional Tabbouleh
Moroccan Carrots
Beets with Tehina
Red Pepper Salad
Hummus Tehina
Pita Bread

Hot Appetizers:
Falafel with Tehina Sauces
Fried Cauliflower with Egg lemon Sauces
Grilled Chicken kabob with Pomegranate Glaze & Tofu for Vegans

Main Dish:
Beef & Lamb Moussaka Rolls with Scented Saffron Couscous and Green Beans Amandine
Vegetarian option: “Ful Mudammas” stuffing

Halva Coconut Mousse or Halva Coconut Ice Cream with Pomegranate Syrup and Chickpea Brittle

Coffee Time:
Homemade Halva
Mini Baklava

Email to reserve your space!

Friday, May 11, 2018

Behar-Bechukotai and Netta Barzilai

Over the past few weeks , I have been incredibly inspired by Netta Barzilai's performance in the Eurovision finals. With rising antisemitism in Europe and a good deal of contempt for Israel on the continent, an Israeli woman rising to the top of the competition is noteworthy and somewhat shocking.

But shock she does -- with her attitude, her incredible music and dance, and her unapologetic assertion of her identity. She not only faces the ire of the BDS movement as she rises to the top with her #MeToo anthem, she also has faced no shortage of discrimination within Israel.

In the months and years leading up to her meteoric Eurovision success, she has been told to diet, to tone it down, to wear black, and to let more traditionally attractive and normative women take her place. You can hear more of her story in this BBC interview about her road to the Eurovision finals:

At a certain point, however, Barzilai was tired of being miserable. "We are here only for a second!" She didn't want to spend her time on this planet mired in a cycle of self-denial and self-hatred. So she came out loud, in bright colors, with a strong voice, a clear message, and a great chicken imitation. Whether facing critics inside or outside of Israel, she has shone world-wide with her empowering anthem. Herzl probably could not have imagined her contributions to actualizing Zionism's core vision, but she is representing Liberal Zionist values (self-actualization and affirming human dignity) to the world far more effectively and righteously than most who serve in Israel's parliament or major institutions.

I was looking for a connection in this week's parasha, and found one verse from the haftarah that made me think about Netta:
Jeremiah 17: 10I, the Lord, search the heart, test the kidneys, to give everyone according to his ways, according to the fruit of his deeds.יאֲנִ֧י יְהֹוָ֛ה חֹקֵ֥ר לֵ֖ב בֹּחֵ֣ן כְּלָי֑וֹת וְלָתֵ֚ת לְאִישׁ֙ כִּדְרָכָ֔יו(כתיב כִּדְרָכָ֔ו) כִּפְרִ֖י מַֽעֲלָלָֽיו:
Part of living a life of faith is knowing that no one can examine another's heart or evaluate someone's worth other than God. Haters are going to hate, and we cannot look to other humans to reflect the value of our contributions honestly.  True leaders who break the mold must learn to ignore the misguided criticism of others, especially when their opinions are based on hatred or prejudice -- may it be against our nationality, faith, body shape, gender, or sexual orientation.

None of us know the true reward for our cumulative deeds on earth. Our full impact is clear only after we have died, and no one can analyze the totality of our impact other than God. When we live our day to day lives, we need to believe in our own value and have the courage of our convictions to keep pushing, challenging, and shining. Everyone has days, months, and years when we let others get us down. May our faith in God's judgment bring us back to believing not only in the Divine, but also in ourselves.

As Rav Nahman wrote, "The day you were born was the day that God believed the world could not exist without you." The ultimate act of resistance is holding that radical truth when others believe you should not exist, not speak out, and not push the world to be the place you know it can and should be. May we all carry that faith with us in this season of renewal and revelation.

Shabbat Shalom!

Friday, March 30, 2018

Brokenness and Redemption: A Message for Pesach

After our pre-Pesach haircuts this year, Mel and I finally had a few moments to explore the vintage shop next door to Universal Bread. It was a fabulous and quirky little place with classic cufflinks, long wool skirts, and a variety of bubble gum pink attire. In a small corner, Mel found a beautifully cut, American-made blazer that she had to have. It had a slight tear in the lining, but it didn’t matter -- it was perfect.  When we reached the register, the awesome owner said, “Don’t worry, I’ll take 20% off.” In truth, we didn’t care, but when something is broken, torn, or imperfect, we all know that its value declines, even when it is the perfect fit.
I thought about this recently in regard to a recent midrash I was exploring at shul this past week. In Midrash Leviticus Rabbah, commenting on parashat Tzav, the rabbis offer an interesting approach to “brokenness,” and how it impacts our value. In this particular parasha, we learn all about the details of the olah offering, and how Aaron and his sons must prepare the sacrifice. However, with the destruction of the Temple, the Jewish people needed to undergo a transformative shift in how we offer sacrifices. The tradition tells us God does not want the blood of blemishless animals any longer. God now desires the service of the heart, or prayer, instead of the service of the physical altar. The Midrash takes this idea even further -- God desires a different kind of prayer, the prayer of the broken heart.
King David provides the words that describe the shift in God’s desired offerings for atonement: “You do not want me to bring sacrifices; You do not desire burnt offerings; True sacrifice to God is a broken spirit; God, You will not despise a broken and crushed heart.” (Psalm 51:17). After the sin committed with Bat Sheva, King David knows that animal sacrifice and pro forma prayer is insufficient. God wants us to offer ourselves up with broken hearts and contrite spirits. The Midrash takes this concept even further:

אמר רבי אלכסנדרי: ההדיוט הזה אם משמש הוא בכלים שבורים גנאי הוא לו, אבל הקב"ה כלי תשמישו שבורים, שנאמר(שם לד): קרוב ה' לנשברי לב. (שם קמז): הרופא לשבורי לב. (ישעיה נז): ואת דכא ושפל רוח זבחי אלהים רוח נשברה לב נשבר.

Rabbi Alexandri said, “If an ordinary person uses broken vessels, it is a disgrace for him, but the vessels used by the Holy one Blessed be He are all broken, as it is said “God is close to the broken hearted.” (V. Rabbah 7:2)

We live in a human world that demands the appearance of perfection and wholeness at whole moments. We are expected to be fully present parents while also being the employee who takes the extra steps to ensure excellence. And we are expected to look well-rested and be emotionally balanced while doing so. We are expected to be responsible with our time and money, but take fabulous vacations that enrich our lives. We try and make our way through a world of impossible demands with unfailing grace and equanimity. We are supposed to be superhuman, whole, put together and complete.
But God created us to be human partners in the work of creation, renewal, and repair. That relationship cannot take shape if we are dishonest about who we are, and we do not make space for God to come into our lives and our work. Brokenness is not a bug, it is a feature of who we are. Brokenness makes space for others, most notably the Divine, to come into our lives. The wider the gaps  -- the greater the fault lines -- the greater the room is for partnership and the presence of others. The smaller our gaps are, the more narrow the entree is for real connection. Indeed, we know in Hebrew that the word for narrow spaces is “Mitzrayim,” or Egypt.
As we celebrate Pesach, Chag HaHerut, the Festival of Freedom, let us free ourselves from the bondage of the narrow places created through arrogance and a false pretense of having it all figured out. Only when we allow ourselves to be truly broken can we know the liberation that comes from being in authentic relationship with God. Only when we offer up our broken and contrite hearts can we be forgiven for our faults and our sins. This Passover, let us allow ourselves to be free by allowing ourselves to be honest, open, and exposed. We can all imagine quite easily what it feels like to be stuck in narrow and closed off spaces. This Pesach let us give God the sacrifices that make us free: giving up on the hardness of our heads, our hearts, and our false personas to taste the liberation of an honest, complex, and shattered life.

Chag Sameach

Friday, January 26, 2018

Parashat BeShalach: Nostalgia and its Antidotes

      One of the most difficult parts of coming on as a rabbi in Waterville was the stories of the past. Part of my initiation as a religious and civic leader was learning about the glory of Main Street in the 1960's, and the packed synagogue on High Holidays when congregants would pledge significant sums. For many, though not all, the past was glorious and robust.  The present was a disappointment, and visions of a brighter future were inevitably naive. The weight of what Waterville once was is a challenge that is shared by all of its leaders, and can often be emotionally taxing. The greatest gifts I get are from select older congregants who will tell me that the romanticized version of the past are not quite true, and that Hebrew school has always been a challenge, as was maintaining Shabbat standards, and getting a minyan on Friday night. Those moments of candor, and the challenges revealed by old synagogue notes, let me know the difference between recollections colored by vaulted nostalgia and a faithful reports of the past.
       Idealizing the past is a human problem -- it is ancient and primal. This week's Torah portion, Parashat BeShallah, reveals just how engrained this behavior is. Right after the miraculous splitting of the Sea of Reeds, the Israelites lose faith almost immediately (Exodus 16:2-3)

2The entire community of the children of Israel complained against Moses and against Aaron in the desert.בוַיִּלּ֜וֹנוּ (כתיב וילינו) כָּל־עֲדַ֧ת בְּנֵֽי־יִשְׂרָאֵ֛ל עַל־משֶׁ֥ה וְעַל־אַֽהֲרֹ֖ן בַּמִּדְבָּֽר:
3The children of Israel said to them, If only we had died by the hand of the Lord in the land of Egypt, when we sat by pots of meat, when we ate bread to our fill! For you have brought us out into this desert, to starve this entire congregation to deathגוַיֹּֽאמְר֨וּ אֲלֵהֶ֜ם בְּנֵ֣י יִשְׂרָאֵ֗ל מִֽי־יִתֵּ֨ן מוּתֵ֤נוּ בְיַד־יְהֹוָה֙ בְּאֶ֣רֶץ מִצְרַ֔יִם בְּשִׁבְתֵּ֨נוּ֙ עַל־סִ֣יר הַבָּשָׂ֔ר בְּאָכְלֵ֥נוּ לֶ֖חֶם לָשׂ֑בַע כִּי־הֽוֹצֵאתֶ֤ם אֹתָ֨נוּ֙ אֶל־הַמִּדְבָּ֣ר הַזֶּ֔ה לְהָמִ֛ית אֶת־כָּל־הַקָּהָ֥ל הַזֶּ֖ה בָּֽרָעָֽב:

How appealing and perfect slavery was. There were meat, bread, fruits, and vegetables. The Israelites claimed that they were sated at every moment. They do not talk about the whippings, of being worked to the point of exhaustion, or the killing of their sons. Rather, they complain to Moses and Aaron, "In Egypt, we knew what was what and were were fed. We knew what was coming, the structure of the day, and we were kept physically alive. Yeah, we are free, and God provides us with food, but it was not as good as what our masters gave us in Egypt. We are not certain of what tomorrow will bring, and our faith will not let us be open to what God has in store for us. We prefer the consistency of an oppression we know to a liberation that opens us up to a future we cannot imagine."

I do not doubt that there were positive moments in Egypt, or that America in its post World War II heyday provided opportunities, wealth, consistency, and comfort that we do not enjoy today. But it was not perfect, and there are reasons why we left much of the past behind. Waterville would be better with the factories and shops that fed our incredible community.  That said, I do not want to return to an age of social rigidity that normalized and entrenched noxious racism, misogyny, and homophobia. Much of the social and economic change our country has encountered since that time has been deleterious, but I would not relinquish the freedom and dignity that so many of us enjoy today as the result of hard won struggles. Learning from the past and valuing its advantages is warranted and necessary. Reifying and glorifying the past as an Eden lost can destroy nations, communities, and families.

But when times are tough, or not exactly what we want them to be in the present, the siren call of nostalgia can be hard to resist. What is the antidote? Storytelling, the ultimate Jewish pastime. In his piece in the Guardian, Mohsin Hamid asserts, "...storytelling offers an antidote to nostalgia. By imagining, we create the potential for what might be. Religions are composed of stories precisely because of this potency. Stories have the power to liberate us from the tyranny of what was and is." 

Stephanie Coontz in New York Times provides a more balanced approach to nostalgia, but still warns of its risks, "In personal life, the warm glow of nostalgia amplifies good memories and minimizes bad ones about experiences and relationships, encouraging us to revisit and renew our ties with friends and family. It always involves a little harmless self-deception, like forgetting the pain of childbirth. In society at large, however, nostalgia can distort our understanding of the world in dangerous ways, making us needlessly negative about our current situation.

There’s nothing wrong with celebrating the good things in our past. But memories, like witnesses, do not always tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. We need to cross-examine them, recognizing and accepting the inconsistencies and gaps in those that make us proud and happy as well as those that cause us pain.

In my work as a historian and in my relationships as a friend, teacher, wife and mother, I have come to think that the most useful way to understand the past, and make it work for you, is to look at the trade-offs and contradictions that, however deeply buried, can be uncovered in every memory, good or bad. These people [she studied] didn’t repudiate, regret or feel guilty about their good memories. But because they also dug for the exceptions and sacrifices that lurked behind their one-dimensional view of the past, they were able to adapt to change. Both as individuals and as a society, we must learn to view the past in three dimensions before we can move into the fourth dimension of the future."

At the core of the religious imagination is that the future can be different than what we have known.  To draw wisdom from our Christian siblings, "Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see. This is what the ancients were commended for." (Hebrews 11:1-2) Our ancestors give us wisdom, but at their best, they give us the faith to imagine a more perfected and holy future.

That faith does not come from miracles in the Jewish tradition.  Clearly, the miracle at the Sea of Reeds did not inspire a long lasting faith. Even though the exodus inspired a faith in God and Moses, it was momentary. As Maimonides wrote, "“Those who have faith because of miracles, their hearts are not true” (Hilkhot Yesodei ha-Torah, ch. 8, halakah 1). True faith -- faith in ourselves and potential for the future -- comes from the daily commitment to God, Torah, and Mitzvot. It is expressed in the daily reaffirmation in our covenant, our tradition, and their claims on our behavior. It is grueling and profoundly unsexy.

Storytelling and the faith born of daily commitment -- these are they keys to redemption, and to a future of accountability and promise. May we carry these with us as we imagine a better future together as Jews and Americans.

Shabbat Shalom.