By Andrew M. Keene
On August 29, 1897, the first Zionist Congress convened in Basel, Switzerland, chaired by its pioneer and visionary leader, Theodor Herzl. One hundred and eighteen years later, the 37th meeting of the so-called “Congress of the Jewish People” was called to order this week in Jerusalem.
The Reform and Progressive presence at the congress was made clear and evident to the world community.
The congress was opened by Zionist Supreme Court Judge Tova Strassberg-Cohen, who reaffirmed the organizations’ commitment and our individual and communal mandate to embrace pluralism, civility, and progress. This set the stage for our voice to be powerful and vitally important. Continue reading
By Rabbi Rick Jacobs
Shalom from Jerusalem!
I arrived on Sunday – together with many other Diaspora Jewish leaders – for the 37th Zionist Congress – often referred to as “The Parliament of the Jewish People.”
Especially as our hearts break as our people are viciously attacked throughout this beloved land, taking us further and further from the peace we all seek, I am – as is always true – proud to be here in Medinat Yisrael, not only to participate in the World Zionist Congress, but also to express, unequivocally, the Reform Movement’s values and leadership, which are present – and growing – here and in communities throughout the world. More to the point, however, I am here during this time of tension, hostility, and uncertainty to express our movement’s undeniable love for Israel and our steadfast solidarity with all her people. Continue reading
by Rabbi John Rosove
Gidi is a handsome, 53-year-old Israeli taxi driver whose grandfather made aliyah from Iraq in the 1920s. Loquacious and charming, Gidi gave me to a 50-minute Hebrew monologue on the situation in Israel in light of the Iran agreement, the recent Palestinian stabbings of innocent Israelis, his views of the American government’s involvement, and his frustration in light of current realities.
Gidi is smart and well informed, a practical, no-nonsense man who believes in a two-state solution to the Palestinian-Israeli conflict – but he sees no way to get there because of the Palestinian propensity to blame Israel for all its problems and take no responsibility for themselves or their children.
I didn’t raise the issue of Israelis’ co-responsibility for the logjam because I wanted to hear his views. I just listened – a lot!
While driving up the mountain to Jerusalem, Gidi became so exasperated by the recent stories of Palestinian-on-Israeli violence that he took both hands off the wheel and gesticulated angrily about the immoral character of these terrorists. Thankfully, he grabbed the wheel just before I begged him to watch out for the cars careening alongside us.
But he was right on so many counts.
Read the rest of this post on the ReformJudaism.org blog.
By Rabbi Jack A. Luxemburg
It sounds like the beginning of a potentially provocative joke about Israeli politics: Five members of the Knesset – two from the Left, and one each from the center, the right, and from the joint Arab list – walked into a room full of Liberal Zionists… but it isn’t. Rather, it is a description of an important meeting that took place during the ARZA delegation’s day of preparation prior to the opening of the World Zionist Congress.
On Monday, we heard from leaders of the Reform Movement in Israel and from members of the Knesset. Together, we discussed our potential, our problems, and the possibility of realizing the first and overcoming the second.
That five prominent members of Knesset spent the better part of an afternoon with our delegation, even while the Knesset was in session and votes were being taken, is an indication of their recognition of the increased influence and growing presence of the Reform Movement in Israel and the strength of our delegation to the World Zionist Congress. It was a message not lost on our delegation, and it only underscored the important role we are here to fulfill as representatives of liberal Zionism in the United States and around the world.
It was also a sobering experience. Continue reading
by Rabbi John Rosove
When I led a congregational tour of Israel three years ago , our group spent a morning walking around South Tel Aviv near the old bus station to see how 53,000 Eritrean and Sudanese asylum seekers lived. Mostly male, they had fled on foot from two of the most violent and brutal dictatorships, entering Israel through the open frontier with Egypt. Since then, Israel has built a fence to stop the flow of refugees, and few have come since.
Today, 45,000 of these African asylum seekers remain in Israel without having actually been granted asylum. The Israeli government’s policy has granted asylum to only a handful of people and built a detention center in the Negev. It is called Holot, meaning “sand” in Hebrew, and though it is technically “open,” residents must sign in every evening, cannot work, and, because of its remote location, have nowhere to go.
In other words, Israel has done everything it can to encourage these people to leave the country – and 8,000 of them complied. Those who returned to Sudan were likely arrested, interrogated, and/or killed; none returned to Eritrea, where they faced certain execution. Most fled on rafts to Europe, and their fates are unclear. Continue reading
by Rabbi Rachel Kaplan Marks
As I rode in the back seat of the taxicab from Ben Gurion Airport to Jerusalem, I couldn’t help feeling nostalgic as we climbed through the hills entering the city. I waited with bated breath to pass the “Bruchim Habaim” (“Welcome”) sign that marks the entrance to our holy city.
As the taxi drove through first the outskirts of the city, then the city’s center, many memories of the time spent in this place flooded my mind. I remembered being at the stadium where my husband and some of my classmates played intramural football during my first year of rabbinical school. I remembered sitting at my favorite café studying Hebrew. I remembered wandering through the windy streets on long afternoons, taking the long way to savor the smell of the rosemary and capture the feeling in the air that is unique to Jerusalem.
As we approached Beit Shmuel, my home for the next 10 days, I was abruptly taken out of my nostalgic state as police cars with sirens rushed by. It turns out that in the exact same moments as I was falling in love, yet again, with this most awesome city, another terrorist was attempting to stab Jewish civilians by the Damascus gate to the Old City. Furthermore, in the time that I spent settling in my room and taking a shower, another knife attack occurred at Jerusalem’s Central Bus Station. Continue reading
by Rabbi Danny Burkeman
I should really be sleeping instead of writing this. I’m sitting on an El Al airplane somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean, and if I’m going to have any chance of controlling the inevitable jet lag that comes with a 10-hour flight and a seven-hour time difference, then I should be asleep.
But I can’t sleep. I’m exhausted, and I want to sleep, but I’m too excited. I have that feeling of anticipation that a person gets when they’re en route to a place they love, to see people they love – when a person is going home.
Israel has always felt like home. That’s hardly surprising, with an Israeli mother, having grown up through a Zionist youth movement, and having spent two years living there. I feel that connection the moment I step onto the plane and find myself surrounded by the language of our people. I don’t know how to explain it, but Israeli apple juice just tastes different to the varieties I’m used to in England and America. And there’s something about the excitement that I can feel from my fellow passengers; the couple next to me are traveling to Israel for the very first time, and their excitement is palpable. Continue reading
by Kendra Gerstein
As a community, we feel deeply the recent acts of violence in Jerusalem and the West Bank. It is painful to see these senseless attacks being repeated day after day. Many of us feel both angry and sad as these events continue to unfold. As fears and tensions rise, the outcry is getting louder and the filters that keep discourse civil are being peeled away.
This week, I am in Israel attending the World Zionist Congress, where I am proud to be an ARZA delegate representing the Reform Movement. The World Zionist Organization is the umbrella group for Zionist organizations of a wide range of political leanings and affiliations.
It is easy to think of your own thoughts and views as center. That is until you meet the people who are either to the right or left of you and you realize how far away you might be from them. When I attended the pre-congress meeting in New York a few weeks ago, I had a chance to meet many of the delegates from other parties. I was surprised to learn that the conservative movement’s party is called “Mercaz” or “center.” How can this be? I thought. The very name of the movement suggests that they must be much further to the right that I am… right? Using my own social media feed as a litmus test, I find myself positioned safely in the middle. Continue reading