Shit, I have to write something

I spent an entire year sitting down, writing religiously every Friday. I became shomer bloggish. I think El Al lost my creative juice which I was forced to check because of the new liquid segregation laws that have been put into place since 9/11. I'm not even close to being a 'rabbi' yet and all of a sudden I come home and people are calling me rabbi, wanting to study Torah with me and I have to write 4 short sermons in the next two weeks and El Al lost my creative luggage.

Weekly Whether...kind of like the weekly forcast...an projection of what we can expect as we come into the next week...a reference point from which we can consider...what will the whether be?

Torah is really just like the whether. We wonder whether it was written or actually handed down by God to Moses. Did he hand it? Did he toss like, when I would yell to my sister from the bottom of the stairs to throw down the notebook I forgot to bring down, was it like an ayiup; the pass that won the championsip? We wonder whether we're allowed to take what is written and interpet it. We question whether we're at liberty to pick and choose, like a democracy or whether some part of this written word is totalitarian in its meaning. There is so much to whether.

It's Friday morning in Jerusalem. I'm in Baltimore. I have been to Shabbat services on three continents in the last month alone. I'm dizzy spinning and can't figure out why I can't find my creative juice. I guess it was too big to fit in the alotted ziploc bag that you pass through security.

I'm starting a new blog...I'm going to whether the weater each week. Talk a little Torah. Try and put it together. Try and write for these projects, that I am honored to be involved in, but overwhelmed with where to start. So...I'll turn to the Torah...I have to write 4 sermons anyways in the next two weeks. here goes.