Purpose

Channeling my Dad’s rhythm of always showing, teaching, pointing out a new delight, I have become aware that maybe my purpose today was to give a high-school student a chance to be the tenth at minyan.  I’ll never know his name, and maybe he doesn’t give it another thought, but just maybe next year, or in ten years, he remembers he personally filled a crucial role for someone at services that day.  And stands a bit taller.

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