Korbanos are a reminder that our guf is meaningful only when used in the service of our seichel

We fall into the arms of the One Who understands us best

Salvation sprouts from decline

We’re so used to Yerushalayim in ruins, we don’t realize there’s anything better

We seek not revenge, but fulfilment of His Will

We yearn for insightful guidance on matters of body and soul, but our intentions aren’t self-serving

Deeply entrenched in galus, there isn’t a person among us who hasn’t encountered a lost Jewish soul

Life, liberty, and the pursuit of livelihood

An enduring bill of health