When I was going through my journey of becoming a Jewish Educator and Cantor, my dream was that I wanted my children and grandchildren to see me on the bima. Well, not only have my children seen me on the bima, so have my grandchildren. In fact, they have been on the bima with me. It is a feeling that is almost indescribable. It is a feeling of joy and being proud of the legacy that is still being molded. I guess I just described it!
During my grandson, Danny’s Bar Mitzvah ceremony, the indescribable feeling was almost overwhelming while listening him conduct much of the service and read Torah.
This past Friday night, Danny conducted services with me. We took turns leading Kabalat Shabbat. It was beautiful! What a way to begin Shabbat!
During Passover, one of our other grandchildren, Ethan, read pratically the children’s Hagadah the first night, and read the adult Hagadah the second night as well as another young boy that joined us. Listening to the children read, listening to them discuss our history, reminded me of what my goal is, which is to assure our future as a religion and a culture.
I am looking forward to doing this with my other grandchildren. When they use the skills they were taught and are still being taught, I know that Judaism will continue through the next generation.
L’dor vador, from generation to generation.