It’s the first day of Chanuka and I am sitting in my family room with a Boston creme sufganiya and a huge cup of super-strong espresso with a splash of milk. I am also sitting here in a flowing summer blouse, my favorite black summer skirt and a pair of Teva Naot sandals. It’s the first day of Chanuka, it’s December 2nd, and we haven’t seen rain in over a month, let alone winter.
My daughter Sassy is buried under eight inches of snow in London and my cousin Rebecca just offered to trade houses with me, she’s in Sweden where the temps have just hit a high of -15 C!
We’ve prayed, we’ve fasted, we’ve promised to be good, we’ve even gotten together in spite of religious and national issues, and still it doesn’t rain.
The entire nation of Israel is depressed due to the weather. Have you ever known beautiful, bright sunny days to do this to a person (let alone a whole country)?