The first time I really experienced God.  I mean really experienced God.  I was at Camp Ramah in the Poconos in the summer of 1982.  I was eight years old, just entering fourth grade.  Our age-group was woken up by…

One of my fellow chaplaincy residents at Albert Einstein Medical Center in North Philadelphia, always used to quote Rabbi Edwin Friedman, the famous family therapist, as saying, “the more information you compile, the more anxiety you will have.”  While I…

The first time I attended a Buffalo Bills game a decade ago, it was half empty.  The mood in the stadium was apathetic, fans hardly paying attention to what was going on below on the field.  After sixteen years of…

The fight between biblical twins Jacob and Esau began in utero.  They tussled inside Rebecca’s womb, exactly as they would throughout their lives.  More than a difference of personality or any specific grievance, the relationship between the two siblings was…

There is a moment in the Abraham story where everything gets real. Not when God plucks him from obscurity and asks him to go to a faraway place in a faraway land.  Not when he must beg for the citizens…

Over four decades ago, Rabbi Daniel Kerman passed away suddenly.  For many Temple Beth Am congregants, he was the only rabbi they had ever known.  The community was devastated.  He was only in his 50s.  Our sanctuary is named for…

The first time I officiated at a wedding it was at a beautiful hotel in Atlanta, Georgia.  The wedding canopy was set up by a waterfall at the center of a lush garden full of trees and flowers.  Just before…