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My Mother Did Not Raise Me
Am I obligated to care for her? Dear Rabbi and Susan Lapin,Thank you so much for all the content you create and in particular the podcast. It really helped me to grow as a person and to develop the 5 Fs. My question is: Is there any exception to the rule of honoring your parents?I’ll…
Who is Bari Weiss?
And why do I hope she continues her journey? As principled journalists say farewell to no-longer respectable newspapers and magazines, they are migrating to a new platform, Substack, to share their ideas and investigations. Among them is the very talented, courageous, ex-New York Times writer, Bari Weiss. She left the paper with a bang—a strongly…
The Grandeur of the Grind
You do it. I do it. We all do it. We find ways to avoid doing those tasks in our lives that will really make a difference. They might be unpleasant, hard, boring, perhaps even frightening. Often, they are the very ones we have to identify and tackle. There are the parents whose toddler is…
Does My Life Have Meaning?
Is there a Biblical proof for this idea? I recently re-read Man’s Search for Meaning by Victor Frankl. I’m confident that you are familiar with this account of one man’s efforts to survive a Nazi concentration camp.Is there a relevant story in the Torah about the importance of having something to look forward to in…