Before I publish this post, I must say that I am completely consumed by the escalating situation in Israel. I feel funny posting about anything else. So, because mitzvos help protect us, these are good Psalms to say at a time like this: 130, 121, 83, 20, 91 & 143. Also, check out the Shmira Project, where you can sign up to sponsor a solider, not with money, but with good deeds, prayer and Torah learning. It just takes a minute, but makes an incalculable difference.
The synagogue we attend (or, in my circles, the shul you daven at), can be a potent thing. It “says” something about you. You go to “this” synagogue, or “that” one. It’s kind of annoying, but where you daven can categorize you. Asking someone where they daven is kind of shorthand for asking them what they stand for. Which camp do they align themselves with? What type of person are they?
This reminds me of a joke:
A man is stranded on a desert island for years and years and years. When his rescuers arrive, he gives them a little tour. There are two structures, side-by-side, and he’s asked what they are.
“This is the synagogue I go to,” he replies with a note of pride.
“And what’s the other building?”
“That’s the synagogue I wouldn’t set foot in if you paid me.”
Since embarking on my religious journey nearly nine years ago, I’ve spent time in a wide array of synagogues. Actually, too many synagogues to write about in one post, so I’m going to focus on five in this post, not necessarily chronologically.