Some of us attend a service at a local synagogue. The rabbi is American and the men and women are separated here; I enjoy hearing some familiar prayers. We mostly just relax on Shabbat, just doing some group activities discussing Jewish identity. Some great discussions are sparked that continue long after the activity.
We have the Havdallah blessing, Shabbat’s closing, in a
courtyard near a Jerusalem synagogue.
A highlight of the trip happens here, when, as we all have our arms
around each other in a circle singing, a Hasidic Jewish man, joins our
circle. How touching—only in Jerusalem!
Today is the first day of Hanukkah also.
As we weave through the narrow streets of the neighborhoods, heading
back to our hotel to light Hanukkah candles, a couple invites us to join them
in lighting theirs. They turn out
to be American. All the
neighborhood families are visiting outdoors, playing guitars, children playing
together, and lighting their candles.
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