Learning to Listen to Hashem When I was a small child, I loved to jump off things. Sometimes these literal leaps of faith turned out fine; other times, they were disastrous. Once, my uncle took me swimming, but before he could put on my floaties, I rushed straight to the pool and jumped into the deep end. He yelled for me to stop, but I wasn’t listening. I was “doggie paddling” around the pool, living my best life there, utterly... Read more