There are so many things to be said of a moment. And so many things that a moment can say to us.
In Judaism, we are taught that each and every moment is sacred. When we are in a particular “moment,” we do not always realize its full potential. Nor do we always assess its due importance in the transformation of time that is our life.
Today, I attended a class in the beautiful Congregation B’nai Jeshurun in Short Hills. Rabbi Matthew Gewirtz began by handing out literature. I took a brief mental moment to thank God for leading me to this place at this particular time.
It is not always easy to stay in the moment. Practicing awareness, there are elements around us that should never be ignored. Our senses expose us to wonders all around us. We have to be receptive to know their blessings. In these moments, I also feel that spark within me, letting me know God is within me — we all contain that spark.
I listened carefully; I heard the rabbi. Sitting in a room with approximately 70 adults eager to learn about our Jewish faith, the rabbi addressed me by my first name — “Julie.” I knew again that I was blessed. I met Rabbi Gewirtz only a month ago. With over 1,000 congregants, I was intimidated to become just a number. But here I was this morning, sitting, absorbing, and learning when the rabbi turned to meet my eyes — and addressed me by name: “Julie.” A special moment!
I wonder if the rabbi realizes that in a difficult and tumultuous time in my life, not only did he bring words of wisdom and understanding into my realm but he made me feel like I was visible and counted. In that moment when he knew my name, I thanked God. Again. I was not only in the moment; I felt connected, too.