We get the message. We screwed up again.
If you pay attention to the weekly supplemental text
it seems that all we do is screw up.
We’ve got prophet after prophet
reminding us we screwed up. Isn’t this what
The High Holy Days are for? How about
the entire month of Elul? Is it too much to ask
a word of praise here and there? Why all the tests?
I’m beginning to feel the ancient world
could have used a little globalism beyond
pointing to the Kittites and Hitites and midianites and
wild donkeys and our soapless brethren
with an avoid their ways or Jeremiah’s gonna
come’a’scoldin’. Do the prophets go to scolding school?
Could anyone, a prophet, the One above
take into consideration where they’ve placed us
and who they’ve placed us amongst, and all the
attractive things of the modern ancient world
within our reach? I’m tired of tests and fingers
pointed in my direction and then up to the sky.
I learned my lesson when the Temple was destroyed.
You’ll notice we haven’t built another.
It’s not so much the construction costs. Donors
who want their name on a brick are as
plentiful as our mistakes. We just keep
examining our borders and prophesizing
this can’t be a good idea.