Old man rhythm is in my shoes
It’s no use to sittin’ and a-singin’ the blues
So be my guest, you got nothin’ to lose
Won’t ya let me take you on a sea cruise?
Johnny Rivers 1974
We go on a wonderfully relaxing cruise every week. It’s only a 25-hour cruise but it makes us leave our regular worries and cares far behind us. Yes, the Shabbat is a really big deal for the Lapin family. As the sun drops towards the western horizon on Friday afternoon, the frantic turbulence that swirls through our lives starts slowing down. Along with her Sous-Chefs and her assistants, all of whom are closely related to her, Susan puts the finishing touches to the three meals she will serve during the next 25 hours. I get the garbage out, make sure the cars are properly parked for the weekend, and wrap up the remaining tasks of my week. Finally, as the last rays of the sun turn red, I turn off my computer, telephone, fax machine, and tablet. Then comes the last action of the week when Susan lights the Sabbath candles that sit upon the dining room table. As their dancing incandescence casts highlights upon the white table cloth, we know Shabbat has arrived. We’ve cast the mooring lines off down to the dock and we’re off on our sea cruise.
One of the moments that seems most moving to the guests at our Shabbat meal is when Susan and I bless our children.
To the girls we say:
God make you like Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel and Leah.