On a crisp Fall day, the sky was
blue.
Two airplanes sliced our world in
half
And everything changed.
Everything changed and yet,
It feels the same
As now,
You know what I mean?
Frightening
Out of control
And
we need to comfort
ourselves.
Some find comfort in action,
others in quiet contemplation.
Some find comfort in ice cream,
others in exercise.
Some
find comfort in denial, others in non-stop information.
All
these can work for me, but not tonight.
Tonight, i declare
That everything changes.
Tonight
I go towards Shabbat.
Tonight,
Instead of violence, I choose
peace.
Instead of anger, I choose
kindness.
Instead of revenge, I choose
justice.
Instead of resentment, I choose
empathy.
Instead of work, I choose rest.
Instead of ideology, I choose
compromise.
Instead of destruction, I choose
community.
Instead of fear, I choose
endurance.
Instead
of shouting, I choose prayer.
Instead of hate, I choose
Shabbat.
Blessed Yah, God of my ancestors,
Inventor of Shabbat, we give thanks for this day of rest and comfort, this day
that does not change but that changes everything.
Amen
