After my mother died, I couldn’t recite the High Holiday prayer anymore—until I gained a new understanding of its words
When our baby had heart surgery, my wife asked me to put on tefillin. I did, for the first time in years, but not the last.
I pray with angry, damaged, and difficult men. I stay because they’re like my brothers. And because sometimes they change.
I had to lie about my religion to enter the kingdom on business, but I would continue to daven every morning in secret
An American explains why she’s flying halfway around the world to join Women of the Wall for their 25th anniversary Kotel prayer group
Every night, I took part in a prayer group to help a sick child and her family. But I’m the one who ended up transformed.
The poem ‘Unetaneh Tokef’ reminds us that we can change our own character, even if we cannot completely control our future