Friday, April 1, 2022
Jerusalem Needs Love. (C). Rabbi Joe Black. April, 2022. All Rights Reserved.
Tuesday, March 8, 2022
Testimony by Rabbi Joseph R. Black in support of House Bill 22-1279, The “Reproductive Health Equity Act.”
I am here today because this is personal. My wife and I are carriers of Tay-Sachs – a rare, incurable genetic disorder that primarily affects Jews of Eastern European descent. Tay Sachs babies endure a painful and gruesome death - usually within 5 years of birth.
31 years ago, we were blessed by the birth of a healthy daughter. Our luck changed with our second pregnancy. Thankfully, at that time, abortion was legal and safe. As difficult as it was to say goodbye to the hopes and dreams of a second baby, the thought of having to care for and eventually bury a suffering child was unpalatable. We chose to have an abortion. My wife received excellent care and together we grieved the loss of what might have been.
This bill is designed to ensure that those who are able to become pregnant or terminate a pregnancy will have the right to do so. When government puts itself in a position to legislate how people can care for their bodies, unless that decision impacts the health of the general population, we have crossed a dangerous line of personal autonomy.
In the book of Deuteronomy, we find the following:
I call heaven and earth to witness against you this day: I have put before you life and death, blessing and curse. Choose life, that you and your descendants may live!
This text is often misunderstood and twisted to deny abortion care. For me – the words, “Choose Life” mean that we have a responsibility to live our lives in ways that honor God’s creation. They command us to work together to respect individual choices and empathize with the difficulties faced by all. They do not mean imposing our narrow understandings of life’s questions, traumas and values on others – nor do they disavow us from disagreeing on the many complex paradoxes with which we are confronted on a daily basis.
The decision to terminate a pregnancy is very difficult and painful. And yet, I also feel - passionately - that such a decision should be made by individuals- not elected officials or courts.
We can agree to disagree about the personal choices involved in having an abortion but when these disagreements become the basis for attempts to repress and demonize others, a dangerous line has been crossed. Please support the Reproductive Health Equity Act.
Thank you.
Thursday, February 24, 2022
Ukraine: On Watching the Land of My Ancestors At War
My grandparents, Avram and Esther Kovalevsky (z”l), were born in the Ukrainian city of Zolotonosha – not far from Kharkov. My grandmother (a brilliant woman) received her MA in history from the University of Kharkov- not a small feat. As a Jewish woman, she was prohibited from attending classes. She studied on her own and passed all her exams with high honors. My grandfather received his MBA in Germany from the University of Leipzig.
After returning from his studies abroad, Avram married
Esther in the early 1920’s. They hoped to build a home and raise a family in
the city of their birth, but after a series of violent, anti-Semitic pogroms in
Zolotonosha, they fled Ukraine on foot – journeying for several months until
they arrived in Leipzig to begin a new life in a “civilized” country where they
thought Jews would be safe.
My grandfather started a business selling wholesale hosiery
and soon was very successful. My mother, Sophia Kovalevsky, was born in Leipzig
in 1926. The Kovalevsky’s, despite their education and economic status, were
never accepted by their German neighbors. They were considered foreigners- “Ostjuden” (Eastern Jews) who were ostracized by the German Jews who snubbed them and the general
populace who were raised on the Jew-hating mother’s milk that paved the way for
Hitler's ascension to power.
After the rise of Nazism, my grandparents’ dream of a safe haven fell apart. The Kovalevsky’s would have to flee again. Since they were not German citizens, their Soviet passports, in an ironic twist, saved their lives. In December of 1938, shortly after Kristalnacht – the “Night of the Broken Glass,” they left behind their comfortable life in Leipzig and came to America. By that time, the number of German refugees admitted into the United States was miniscule. The blatant anti-Semitism of the State Department prior to WWII has been well documented. The only reason they were able to get a visa was due to the fact that no one was able to leave the USSR, and quotas for Russian Jews at that time were not filled.
I share this small piece of my family’s history while the
world watches as Russia invades Ukraine. The names on my
television screen of the cities currently under bombardment: Kharkov, Kyiv, L’vov,
and others are familiar to my ears. My grandmother – never one to wax nostalgic
or dwell in the past - would, on rare occasions, share happy stories of her
childhood in Zolotonosha with my sister and me. Despite the anti-Semitism that she endured and
the horrors she witnessed, it was clear that she deeply loved her birthplace and the life she left behind.
She never quite fit in anywhere else - whether in Germany or the United States.
My story is not unique. Many American Jews trace their history
back to the former Pale of Settlement – the lands set aside for Jews to live in
poverty and constant danger from official anti-Semitism and the murderous pogroms caused by rampaging Cossacks and other
Jew-haters. Most of my mother’s family was murdered in Ukraine – both by
Hitler’s forces and willing local collaborators. The graves of my ancestors
bear witness to the horrors of our history.
To see these cities now prominently displayed as they face
the brutal onslaught of Putin’s overwhelming force brings a variety of
emotions. The fact that Ukraine now has both a president and a prime minister
who claim Jewish ancestry, as well as the fact that just a few months ago the
Ukrainian Parliament passed a law outlawing Anti-Semitism is a remarkable turn
of events. Add to this the obscenity of Putin’s “anti-Nazi” ravings. Currently, there are over 200,000 Jews living in Ukraine. Compared
to the 1.6 million murdered in the Shoah, this is a small number. And yet, this place that destroyed my family has
now become a symbol of resistance to totalitarianism and a victim of megalomaniacal
greed.
As we watch in horror as innocent people are slaughtered,
let us strive to learn from our history. Totalitarianism and demagoguery pose
real dangers to us all. As people who strive to live in peace, we also have
learned the painful lessons of the past. If we do not call out atrocity –
wherever it lives – we forsake both our birthright and our sacred
responsibility towards all of who are created in God’s image.
If you would like to help support the Ukranian Jewish community, consider donating to one of the following organizations:
Jewish Colorado Fund for Ukraine: https://www.jewishcolorado.org/jewishcolorado-ukraine-emergency-fund/
The World Union For Progressive Judaism: https://wupj.org/give/ukraine/
Natan - an Israeli disaster relief NGO working with Doctors on the ground in Poland - helping Ukrainian Refugees: https://www.facebook.com/NATANAID/
Pray for the peace of Ukraine.
Pray for the lands of our ancestors.
May sanity be restored before it is too late.
Saturday, January 29, 2022
A Prayer For Reproductive Rights Shabbat - January 28-29, 2022
As the Supreme Court is about to rule on a case that challenges Roe V. Wade, Abortion Rights are in danger of being taken away. I strongly believe that women have the right to decide how to care for their own bodies. Questions around healthcare, reproductive rights and abortion should be left to individuals. This past Shabbat, Temple Emanuel joined with congregations around the country as we focused our learning and prayers around protecting women's access to healthcare, birth control and abortion services. Here is a prayer that I wrote for the conclusion of our service:
Source of Creation:
Sunday, January 16, 2022
A Havdalah Prayer for Colleyville, TX
Eloheynu V’Elohey Avoteynu V’Imoteynu – Our God and God of our Ancestors
As we conclude this Shabbat Shira – this Shabbat of redemption and celebration – our hearts and minds are filled with fear as we watch yet another tragedy unfolding across our nation. We pray for protection and healing for Rabbi Charlie Cytron Walker and the remaining hostages at Congregation Beth Israel in Colleyville Texas. May lives be saved and families reunited. Guide the hands of the negotiators and bring this situation to a safe end- without the loss of innocent lives.
We have known this fear before, God. In Pittsburgh, Pueblo and Poway; in the streets of Charlottesville, New York, and Los Angeles. In the riot at our Nation’s Capital and on websites, talk shows and the darkest alleyways of the internet. We see it on the Far Right and the Far Left. Anti-Semitism has no political boundaries or logical conclusions. It is as ancient as western civilization and as evergreen as the latest conspiracy theories polluting our discourse.
As we come together tonight in solidarity, may we find comfort in the presence of so many who share in our pain and seek an end to violence, hatred and oppression.
On this weekend when we celebrate the legacy of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, may we find inspiration in his passion for non-violent protest. Dr. King understood that hatred only breeds more hatred. His gospel of love and reconciliation – combined with historical truth-telling is the only pathway to true peace.
Help us, God to work together as we stand firm against those who seek to create chaos and bring darkness into the world.
May the light of this Havdalah candle, the fragrance of our spices and the sweetness of the wine be a symbol of hope for a better tomorrow. As we invite Elijah the Prophet into our hearts and homes, may his message of peace spread throughout the world. We hope for a peaceful ending. We pray for an end to hate. We give thanks for the ability to find comfort in community.
AMEN
Sunday, January 9, 2022
Poem: Debbie Friedman - Summer, 1972
(c) 2022 - Rabbi Joe Black
In a room sizzling with summer energy
Brimming with braces, tank tops, fears, insecurity and excitement:
Each soul an empty bucket longing to be filled with love
She burst in-
Brown fiery eyes peaking over the top of her massive Martin D-35
Thumb and finger picks flying
Strings splitting open at breakneck speed
She commanded us to
Sing.
Unto.
God.
And God help us if we didn’t….
God helped us and we did.
In her presence we were special.
In her passion we were perfect.
How could so much joy flow through 12 jingle jangle strings?
We sang with lungs bursting and found harmony that transcended music.
Dancing, clapping, laughing, slipping and crying on pathways to paradise.
She taught us to see
She fed us
Pain
Joy
Passion and
Pathos
We were hers
She was ours
And for a brief moments we sprouted wings and floated, transcendent,
Over long liquid days of Wisconsin corn fields and mosquitos bites
Breaking free from the awkward, earthly chains of burgeoning adolescence
Transforming into Angels
Carrying messages of love and laughter
Hope and holiness
We fit.
We were
One.
And let us say: Amen.
Thursday, January 6, 2022
A Reflection on the 1 Year Anniversary of the Attack on Our Nation’s Capital-January 6th, 2022
One year ago, on January 6th, 2021, the world watched in horror as violent protestors responded to a desperate and despicable call that broached both physical and ethical boundaries in our nation’s capital. What we witnessed on that fateful day was an act of desecration and chaos unmatched in American History. The cries of pain, fear, ignorance and terror that echoed through those hallowed halls still reverberate in our national consciousness. Today marks a sacred day of soul searching. Will we allow this anniversary to pass without acknowledging just how close we came destroying the basic foundations of our national values? The descent into mob violence and blind obedience to falsehood and manipulation provided a stark example of what History has taught us, again and again: that freedom, human dignity and truth are fragile and easily discarded in the face of ignorance, prejudice and manipulation.
As we remember the tragedy of that fateful day, let us strive to honor the basic principles that have guided our nation over the past 246 years of independence. We know that our Country is not perfect. The ugly truths that for too long have been swept under the rug of the myth of American Exceptionalism call on us to see cracks in our system of governance and the imbalances of our history and work to correct them. And yet, our nation’s founders created checks and balances designed to prevent the perversion of justice in the pursuit of power. This begins with a renewed effort to confront propaganda, misinformation and demagoguery wherever and whenever it raises its ugly head. It also challenges us to follow the Biblical Adage: Tzedek Tzedek Tirdof – Justice, Justice Shall You Pursue.” (Deuteronomy 16:20).
As Jews, we bear the burden of our own history. We know, all too well, the impact of authoritarianism and political turmoil. Those responsible for the tragedy of January 6th, 2021 must be brought to justice. At the same time, however, we also must strive to find ways to bridge the political divides that are destroying the fabric of Democracy and common decency in our nation. Healthy debate and disagreement lie in the cornerstone of our national consciousness.
Our sacred task is to try to see the holiness in all of God’s creation – even when we disagree. The lessons of this fateful anniversary call on us to look at those with whom we disagree with compassion, understanding and courage. This does not mean that we must abandon our values, but it does mean that, before we allow the divisiveness that is plaguing our political and social discourse to overtake us, we must strive to find common ground and the pursuit of justice.
We pray for the promise of Shalom.