Bible Study: Death and Mourning; It’s About Living Life to the Fullest

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“Death and Mourning” sounds like a pretty depressing topic to most of us, but it’s actually a very rich and beautiful time of transition when handled supportively.  The Jewish customs for coping with the loss of a loved one are extremely tender.  I wish I’d known about them when my Dad passed away.  It would have given me a secure, loving framework for working through my grief.  Join us tonight for our study, Death and Mourning.  Email for details.

Bar Mitzvah, Bat Mitzvah What’s it All About?

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Join us each Friday for our study of Biblical holidays and customs. Find out what they are and why they matter.

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Simchat Torah Dance, Picture, Recipe, and Poem

Simchat Torah starts Thursday, October 16th at sundown.

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“Simhat Torah” Lithograph by Jossi Stern


Simchat Torah Dance – Sisu Ve’simchu (Rejoice and Be Joyous):



Simhat Torah Cakes (Lekach)

2 eggs

1/2 cup sugar

1 tbsp. margarine

1-1/4 cups flour, sifted

1 tsp. baking powder

1 tsp. vanilla

coarse sugar [optional]

Beat the eggs with the sugar until light in color.  Add the margarine.

Sift the flour with the baking powder, and add to the egg mixture.

Add the vanilla.

Grease a foil-lined cookie sheet.  Drop batter onto foil, about a tablespoon at a time, leaving 4 inches between each cake.

Sprinkle with coarse sugar [optional].

Bake the cakes in a 350 degree oven until light brown, about 15-20 minutes.

(Recipe Source: The Sukkot/Simhat Torah Anthology, by Philip Goodman)


Hakkafot (Torah Processions), a poem by Saul Tchernihovsky

There’s crowding in the house of prayer,

There’s light and warmth a-glowing;

The house is filled with festive folk,

All pews and aisle o’erflowing.

The tumult’s great and loud the noise,

Against old men are crowding boys,

They even swamp the east wall.

Both girls and women stand penned up,

Each chair and bench invading,

With turbans, kerchiefs of all sorts,

And Sabbath clothes parading. . . .

“Come, cantor, start,” a voice rings clear,

And soon, behold! some boys appear,

Judeans captivating.

The vanguard marches leisurely,

In rhythmic measure pacing,

Each youth with flag whose gilded top

An apple red is gracing.

They raise their flags, they raise them ‘loft,

And sister calls to brother soft,

And brother calls to sister.

The cantor starts.  Behind him trail

Old men (their hands they’re clapping),

With Torah Scrolls close in their arms,

Encased in embroidered wrapping,

On whose gilded crowns bright, manifold,

The tiny tinkling bells of gold

Are ringing and are jingling.

The cantor struts, the cantor chants,

The choir raise their voices;

The treasurer and deacon sing,

The merry crowd rejoices.

Tra, ra, ra, ra, and bim, bim, bom-

Both young and old are frolicsome,

The rabbi’s no exception.

The Torah-bearers slowly tread

Through crowds exultant, thronging,

Who stop them, and kiss ardently

The Torah with great longing.

“God grant you life this coming year!”-

“Peace be with you, abundant cheer!”-

The maidens, too, are shouting.

The house is filled with light and warmth

And mirth and laughter’s buoyance;

One talks, one sings, one shouts: “Please hush!”

Each count’nance beams with joyance.

The cantor sings as he marches on:

“Hosanna, Savior, Holy One!”

with all the crowd responding.

Translated by Harry H. Fein

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Rescheduled: Dine With The Residents

Rescheduled:  We will be dining with the residents this coming Friday, October 10th. 

Please RSVP ASAP so I can notify the Copper Hills kitchen staff how many plates to provide for us. 

Thank you!

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Picture Credit: Google Images