Hanukkah Sermon 5779

I confess I never much liked Hanukkah. It seemed like a crappy substitute for Christmas trees and presents and Santa. I know my Hindu American friends felt the same way about Divali. 

It wasn’t until I spent Hanukkah in Jerusalem, with the smell of fresh sofganiyot everywhere, hanukkiot in every window, and the enormous flames of the barrel-torch hanukkiah down at the Wall, and the dancing with yeshiva buchers and soldiers

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