Starting tonight we reach the pinnacle of our month of celebrations. Every year I learn something new, and tonight begins the culmination of everything we have been praying for, asking forgiveness for, and creating going forward.
I love reading different ways to explain and express this beautiful natural high that we are aiming to achieve.
I knew a man who was very simple, some would call him mentally retarded, who volunteered at a hospital for thirty years. He laughed and sang as he delivered medications, and food, and all that he transported to patients. He sang into the hospital at 630 am and whistled his way out at 630 pm. Anyone who saw him coming or going became happy in his presence. All he had in this world was a bike that he rode back and forth from his apartment. Although he limped and shuffled and had a frozen shoulder and a missing hand, he did not miss a day of volunteering. In his simplicity was a profound calm, a true happiness, and s sense of gratitude, what many of us with our so called high intelligence seek all our lives. On Hoshana Rabbah, we are commanded to celebrate the simple, this man. The day of the willow, the seventh of #Sukkot, celebrates the simple. And the gates of judgment are said to close at the end of this day, not on the end of Yom Kippur. May we know the value of every human life and may we judge and be judged favorably. Amen.