Prayer and Adam, of blessed memory

gets harder and harder with each prayer project. As I get older, when disappointment and painful silence of unanswered prayers stares you in the face, you feel quieter and more humbled each time. When I was younger I knew G-d well. I could speak for G-d with certitude. As the years pass, still believing in the power of prayer, the focus of it has shifted for me. Prayer becomes more about myself, about people, community, and about empathy. Not necessarily only about G-d. Adam Krief, Adam Moshe Chaim ben Olga, whose journey many of us followed, has died. Granted, scientifically the likelihood of his healing was remote. I hate when I hear of those stem cell transplants. They terrify me. On the one hand it […]