WORDS THAT BREATHE

A poem and blessing for anyone facing chemotherapy — humor, Hebrew prayer, and hope for healing.

A prayer written for a friend fighting cancer, offered here for anyone walking that same fight. Holy One of Healing, I’ve got this. Because I know You’ve got me. Draw near now, steady my spirit, strengthen me for what lies ahead. Cancer may have entered my body, but it does not get to claim my spirit. I am more than this diagnosis, more than my fear. I am fierce. I am fighting. I am here. When I feel strong, let me seize that strength. When fear finds me, hold me. Fill me wit

The mother died four days after her daughter became Bat Mitzvah. And then I had it out with God.

Lessons learned while taking their last breaths. Reflections on bikkur cholim (visiting the sick) with David and Jerry. A Yom Kippur sermon.