My my most dear Rabbi, Cantor, and Educator colleagues,
Today’s #blogelul theme is end. While you probably won’t even have time to read this blog post, I want to encourage you and remind you that the end is in sight. I know that you don’t think you’re ready. That the sermons aren’t there yet, you might still be missing that one grace note and the classrooms are in disarray. However, I know you will get there. Your sermons will be heard by those who need to hear them, you will hit that note, and the classrooms will be ready for the learners the moment they arrive. You can do it! You will inspire people! You are amazing!
Remember as isolating as this time of year may feel, you are not alone. I offer myself to listen, read, edit, and brainstorm as you might need. I’ve got your back. I’m cheering you on. I appreciate the countless hours of work few people know about or can even comprehend. So do your congregants and students.
May you find a few moments of rest, rejuvenation, and peace this Shabbat.
Hey fellow Jews! Have you shown some love to your rabbi, cantor, and educator lately? Did you know that just sending them an email saying ‘thanks for all you do,” or a message on any social media platform can make a world of difference? Can you imagine the smile on his or her face when they opened a personal note delivered by the postal service just saying thank you and what about the holidays was inspiring for you and your family? Remember, as much as you think everyone else is going to tell your rabbi, cantor and educator how wonderful and inspiring High Holy Day worship and learning sessions might be, too few actually do. Instead they’ll hear the kvetching. (I’m sure you would never point out that the sermon was too long, the tekiyah gedolah was 10 seconds shorter than last year, there wasn’t enough air conditioning, the sound system wasn’t working perfectly, the traffic was beyond belief and the parking was abysmal) Be that person. Send the note. Make the positive comment. Share the love!
Thank you for the reminder. My mother, z.l., always sent handwritten notes to the rabbi and cantor after the High Holy Days. I’ve tried to carry on many of her wonderful ways and this is another one I’m going to try to pick up this year.