Pirke Avot: first half of the first verse
In Which Your Humble Blogger begins, not necessarily well, but at some length.
Category: Scripture
Pirke Avot: before we begin
In Which Your Humble Blogger goes ahead and starts a study group, and leaves the virtual door open. And there’s virtual tea in the virtual pot; help your virtual self.
In the Beginning, again
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t know what to do.
Haftorah Shabbat Chol HaMoed
In Which Your Humble Blogger likes the bit about burning all the weapons for firewood, although not so much the bit about it taking seven months just to bury all the corpses.
Haftorah Haazinu
In Which Your Humble Blogger is beaten as small as the dust of the earth, stamped as the mire of the street, and spread abroad.
Tuneful
In Which Your Humble Blogger keeps singing and swaying and stroking his beard.
Haftorah Shim’u
In Which Your Humble Blogger calls a tree father and a stone mother, but then finds his glasses.
Haftorah Pinchas
In Which Your Humble Blogger learns something about Elijah that he didn’t know, and that nobody else believes, really, except this one crazy Rabbi, but heck, Judaism is all about the minority dissenting opinion.
Haftorah Balak
In Which Your Humble Blogger revisits the case of one Balak, the son of Zippor, king of Moab.
Haftorah Chukat
In Which Your Humble Blogger knew Balak the son of Zippor, king of Moab. I worked with Balak the son of Zippor, king of Moab. Balak the son of Zippor, king of Moab, was a friend of mine. And you, Senator, are no Balak the son of Zippor, king of Moab.