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Latest Great Reads: Fiction
Great Reads: Fiction
Esther Kurtz
Great Reads: Fiction
Bashie Lisker
Editor's Letter
Maybe the ultimate strength of Stories is their unique ability to wrangle with the soul
Rachael Lavon
Editor's Letter
You struggle and toil and build, and then it all comes down, but perhaps that’s the point. Perhaps the glory is in the effort, not the result
Yisroel Besser
Oneg Shabbos
Now that he was in the Czar’s army, he knew he’d take revenge and right the injustice done by none other than his own brother
Yeruchem Yitzchak Landesman
Oneg Shabbos
For the sake of saving a life, said Rav Chaim HaLevi of Brisk, we must try everything, even something that goes against logic, even on Yom Kippur
Yeruchem Yitzchak Landesman
A Face and A Place
Rebbe Gedalya Moshe was buried in one of the tiny graveyards in a corner of the city. Who knew of it’s power?
Hodayah Cohen
Screenshot
That wide-eyed wonder, that ability to be moved and stirred to change, is something we should never graduate from
Shoshana Friedman
Screenshot
maybe it’s time for Israel to reexamine an old, knotty dilemma: Which comes first, the country’s Jewishness or its democracy?
Shoshana Friedman
Succos E-Mag Bonus
I brought Shira into the boutique. Would she really sabotage me? IT had been my idea to bring Shira to Plum. “She has such a knack for fashion,” I told Marcia. And to Rochel, I said, “We could use some young blood.” I knew Shira as a sweet-faced girl poking her head into Rochel’s house —
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Succos E-Mag Bonus
I brought Shira into the boutique. Would she really sabotage me? IT had been my idea to bring Shira to Plum. “She has such a knack for fashion,” I told Marcia. And to Rochel, I said, “We could use some young blood.” I knew Shira as a sweet-faced girl poking her head into Rochel’s house —
Mishpacha Contributors
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