If you want to be busy with direct messages from Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, your work and personal email accounts, be the rabbi of a large congregation and write a couple of books about pain and suffering. There is so much suffering in our congregation and so much suffering in the world.
A widow with two small children whose husband died messages me asking when the pain will end and why did God do this to her and children. Was it her fault? Another woman whose father died and whose husband is tired of her moping around the house and bursting into tears asks me, “Why can’t my husband understand?”
“Rabbi, I was just diagnosed, pray for me.”
“Rabbi, the CT scan is tomorrow, pray for me.”
And then there was this Instagram message from Lori. It arrived last week.