about us     |     subscribe     |     contact us     |     submit article     |     donate     |     speaking tour     |     store     |     ePaper
    Events    Issues    Tradition    E-Paper
 
2021 more..

2020 more..

2019 more..

2018 more..

2017 more..

2016 more..

2015 more..

2014 more..

2013 more..

2012 more..

2011 more..

2010 more..

2009 more..

2008 more..

2007 more..

2006 more..

2005

Coice Vs. Determinisim
Yanki Tauber

 

Anguish of A Soul
Gary Israel

 

When Children Forget their Father
Yanki Tauber

 

A ale of wo Po
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e New Idol
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

I Am Joep
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e orc of Moraliy
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Roo of Violence
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

The Battle of the Stones
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Are You Afraid of Yourelf?
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Bye Bye Dependence
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Eaern Coloni
Yanki Tauber

 

Are Jew reaed Differenly?
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Camping With G-d
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e ubconiou of G-d
Yanki Tauber

 

Garonomic Univere
Yanki Tauber

 

A Powerful Love ory
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Logic Beind Irael' Wi
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Ak No Weer, Bu ow
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Bleing of Independance
Yanki Tauber

 

Wo Own Judaim?
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Wen ilence I a Lie
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

From Bardicov o Japan
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Wen Moe Became a Bookkeeper
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Wa Moe Learned a an Infan
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e ree Layer of elf
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Dea of Convicion
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Man' Miracle
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

My Dear Animal
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

ow o Climb e Ladder of pi
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Grea Eape
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Are You ene?
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Virue of Fruraion
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

In e Valley of ear
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Moe V. Gandi
Dov Greenberg

 

Living a Life a Maer
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

ow o Deal Wi empaion an
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Alone p://w
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

O Me! O Life!
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Stuttering
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Wen Your Wife Diagree Wi
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Recipe for a Meaningful Year
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Fuure of Zionim
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Riing from e Ae
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Place of Violence in Relig
Simon Jacobson

 

Radical Exremi or elfle
Yanki Tauber

 

ow o Become a rue Leader
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Fir Femini Revoluion
Yanki Tauber

 

No a imple a 1-2-3
Yanki Tauber

 

Digniy, Love, Monoeim and
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

earcing for Our Loved One
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

I Am a Rock
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Blue Broer
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

piriual izoprenia
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e wo Face of Life
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Wa' Your Favorie ong?
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Anecdoe Abou My Faer
Boruch Jacobson

 

What Happens After the Grea High?
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Leaderip in e illelian Mo
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Grea Eape
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

A ale of ree Maza
Dr. Edwin Suskind

 

Diovering e Cild and Pare
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

War & Peace In Your ome
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Four Queion in e Kabb
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Freedom o Ak Queion
Simon Jacobson

 

Am I Wor Anying?
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

ow o Deal wi Conflic
Yanki Tauber

 

earcing for a Beer Relaio
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Miing Feival
Yanki Tauber

 

e owering ervan
Yanki Tauber

 

An Apple, G-d and e Reader'
Chana Weisberg

 

BEFORE E BALE
Simon Jacobson

 

The Identity Crisis of the Jew
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

A Call of 4,000 Years
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

A Tale of Two Loves
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Wen a Flood I Good For You
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Embracing e enion
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Kabbala of Alcoolim
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

op Blaming e Paleinian
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Moe' Greae our
Yanki Tauber

 

ree Form of Love
Yanki Tauber

 

Bye Bye ome
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Inspiraion On an Empty Stomach
Aaron Moss

 

Death and Life: Three Perspectives
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Running From G-d
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Cenennial Of A Revoluion
Simon Jacobson

 

I Loae Prayer r
Aaron Moss

 

e Coronaion
Yanki Tauber

 

ow o Forgive Yourelf
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

350 Year in America: Ro a
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Ro aana Accouning: ow
Mendel Jacobson\Jerusalem

 

G-d: e or e? r
Aaron Moss

 

U-urn On Wilire
Yossi Marcus

 

In-()o-Far
Mendel Jacobson\Jerusalem

 

A ale of wo poue
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Le U Conole Eac Oer
Simon Jacobson

 

Wen Fear Ielf i e One
Yanki Tauber

 

Crime and Punimen
Yanki Tauber

 

e Fire on e Wrong ide
Yanki Tauber

 

Life I No Abou aiic
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Can Religion Embrace Diveriy
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

My Life Alered Forever
Yochahan & Sarah Rivkin

 

Can I Name My Dog Irael?
Aaron Moss

 

Evil: wo ranlaion
Yanki Tauber

 

Can You Conver o Non-Pracic
Aaron Moss

 

Ode o e eel r
Yanki Tauber

 

Warm Fee p
Yanki Tauber

 

Full Moon Muing
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

e Dancing Maiden of Jerual
Yanki Tauber

 

Exremi Lover
Dovi Schiner

 

The Intimae Estrangement
Yanki Tauber

 

ree Level of Moral Degenera
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Did Rai Lack a ienific Me
Chaim Miller

 

ow e Vilna Gaon prevened R
Betzalol Naor

 

Doe e Bible ancion Genoci
Simon Jacobson

 

orn Beween Love
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

My Faer and e Prie
Chana Weisberg

 

Can You Oppoe Inermarriage W
Aaron Moss

 

e wo Grea Evil of iory
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Obeed Wi Giving
Dov Greenberg

 

ow Abou e Occupaion?
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Pycoanalyi and e Bible
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

Madonna' Kabbala
Aaron Moss

 

Are aidic Younger Depriv
Aaron Moss

 

e Lonely Momen
Yosef Y. Jacobson

 

 

Click here for a full index

email this article       print this article
 
Ode o e eel r
Because That's My Job
By Yanki Tauber
 

Rabbi Banaah was measuring tombs ... [and] came to the tomb of Adam… Said Rabbi Banaah: "I looked at his two heels, and they shone like suns."
--
Talmud, Bava Batra 58a

All my life I've been stepped on. The others—the brainy head, the oh-so-sensitive heart, the busy hands, and all the other sophisticated guys up there—are scarcely aware of my existence. Still, I serve them without complaint. That's my job. I bear their weight, take them wherever it is they need to go, or just cool my heels while awaiting further instructions. Because that's my job.

Of course they'll never admit it, but if they would for a moment consider the callused pads far beneath them, they might learn a thing or two. The other day, we came upon an obstacle: an ice-cold stream. Or a bed of smoldering coals. Or was it a thorny field? Whatever. The head understood that we must go on. He had it all worked out. He even wrote a book explaining the necessity to plunge in and forge ahead (I haven't gotten around to reading it yet, but I will, someday soon). The heart was all excited by the challenge, and the hands had their hands full with all the contraptions they were creating to help us across. But at the brink of those jagged rocks (or the muddy swamp) they hesitated. The head wanted to recheck one or two references in its thesis. The heart was not quite in the mood. The hands had a few minor adjustments to make in the machinery. It was I who moved in. Sure, there were those who advised me not to let everyone step on me like that. But I moved right in. Because that's my job.

~~~~~~

Posted on August 25, 2005
email this article       print this article
Copyright 2005 by algemeiner.com. All rights reserved on text and illustrations