וְנֶאֱמָן אַתָּה לְהַחֲיוֹת מֵתִים: בָּרוּךְ אַתָּה יְהֹוָה מְחַיֵּה הַמֵּתִים You are faithful to restore the dead to life. Blessed are You, Adonoy, Resurrector of the dead. That particular line is recited at every single prayer service every day three times a day, unless you use a Reform or Reconstructionist prayer book . In those liturgies instead of praising God for resurrecting the dead God is praised for giving life to all. I am enough of a modern woman, a modern thinker, to not actually believe in the actual resurrection of the dead. I don't actually expect all of the residents of the Workmen's Circle section of Mount Hebron cemetery in Queens to get up and get back to work at their sewing machines. I don't expect the young children buried here or the babies buried here to one day get up and frolic. Yet, every single time I get up to lead services I say those words about the reanimating of the dead with every fiber of my being. Yesterday, I e...
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My goodness! That is packed. Was going to say she needs a bigger freezer, but then it would be longer between visits, so I bet she prefers the small freezer for that reason. lol
ReplyDeleteFor much of my childhood my mother just had a regular sized freezer. she got really good at loading it up. It was like a clown car for food. One of my mother's friends had a big freezer in her basement...it was the size of a big fridge. it belonged to my mother's friend but the freezer had several tenants. My mother got to be one of the freezer tenants when i was in college. Soon after that, my mother's friend moved to Florida. My mother inherited both the freezer and the other freezer users. I just loved that communal ownership. Once my mother had the freezer, she loved keeping the freezer above the fridge sparsely populated. It was like Calvin Klein had designed the interior of the freezer.
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