Compost for the Garden. You decide if it’s fertilizer for your faith or if it’s just sh**.
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Bitter is the first taste of freedom
I didn’t know how much I liked horseradish until my first seder meal.
I eat it on the matzah. I eat it with the charoset. I eat it with the lamb. I can’t get enough.
Walking Through the Midbar
I am no stranger to the wilderness. 23 years ago I was suddenly and tragically thrust into the wilderness when my father died unexpectedly. In one moment my world, my idea of God, and my faith were shattered.
I was suddenly faced with the reality that the worst can happen even when you have “done everything right.”
A blog post from Sarah Nichols, our new 40 Orchards teacher.
