Author Archives: Ken Greenman

This, my son, is where we first beheld the flame. This, my son, is where we first came to build this Tabernacle To God’s Name. This, my son, is where we carried silken cloth, gold threads, linen drape. This is … Continue reading →

Our Father in Heaven and on Earth and in our lives and in my life, All the Names You have chosen to be called are Holy. Your Kingdom is coming and your Kingdom is here in us! Your will is … Continue reading →

Etymology, like spelling, is to me, always a source of wonder, and mystery. Take, for instance, the origin of “YALMACHA” : “….from the ancient Hebrew for “put on a cap!” adapted by Yiddish speaking migrants from the warm sands of … Continue reading →

Grand Uncle Claus sat at the end of the table. Grand Aunt Genevieve stood beside him, her hand on his shoulder. She called to all their guests, their loved family and friends. “Come to the table! All come to the … Continue reading →

Rabbi Israel Shulman, head rabbi of the Savanah, Georgia Temple Beth-El was ancient. He had officiated at the Bar and Bat Mitsphas of the now elderly senior members of the Executive Committee of the Temple and that committee was at … Continue reading →

At 73! A new knee and a new lense behind my eye. But still, the old me. Do I see the Invisible differently? Am I quicker to kneel now? Do I pop-up into action with a deeper understanding of what, … Continue reading →

She sat in front of me. It was a free ADULT-ED-LECTURE on the science of light. Her Mahogany hair cascaded over the back of her chair. I smelled orange blossoms. Where had she slept last night? As she settled into … Continue reading →

I am old. No, not “getting older”. Old! And you will be also, quicker than you would ever expect. And around that time you’ll start to detect certain changes that are, (sorry, my young friends) inevitable. Sure, that 6-rep-set of … Continue reading →

Ah! To recall the parquet floor! The parking- two miles away. The Jones Brothers, Sam and K.C. speeding like rockets to the hoop. Havlicek on his hobbled legs, but running never-the-less. And there, solid in the key, a mountain, a … Continue reading →

It is in the Nature of Faith, as is gravity in the nature of Nature, to create substance and of Belief to give evidence of its creation. Thus believing makes it so. No Agnostic logic prevails against the power of … Continue reading →