“It was late in the afternoon, close to the start of Kol Nidre, the evening prayer for Yom Kippur. Congregants in white began to crowd around the entrance to the synagogue. “Rabbi, why are you standing in front of the doors? We can’t get in.” Everyone was anxious to find a seat and begin the service. “I’m sorry. We’re full,” the rabbi responded. “There is no room for you in the sanctuary.” There was a murmur in the group until finally one of the oldest synagogue members spoke up. “Rabbi, that’s not possible. We’re all standing out here. I can see through the glass that not one person is in the building.” “Trust me. It’s full,” the rabbi retorted. “It’s so full of promises and vows you made and never kept that there is no room for anything else, even for you.” -Rabbi Toba August
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