Love on Shabbat

A stranger at the door, summarizing his problems as best he can, asking for help.

A familiar face, speaking of health concerns.

A newer face, interested in conversion, eager to tell a not-so-simple story.

Long-time regulars, reminding themselves in my presence to schedule the study session, order supplies for the children’s program, organize a special kiddush lunch.

The Shabbat morning service is like a trellis, a structure around which things can wind as they grow.

And all the people are like flowers, blossoming on vines, popping out through spaces in the trellis.

Afterwards, a long walk home along Sophia Street, past flourishing green vines and grasses, reaching towards the rain and the light.

Image:  thelovelyplants.com

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