From Steph: “This was a beautiful post and I am honoured to be mentioned in it. It also led me to discover the story of amazing Superman Sam and his battle with leukemia. At only eight years old, Sam passed away last week, leaving his family to mourn for their terrible loss. I have been reading their blog and am in awe of the way they express themselves during such a dark time. This entry in particular absolutely broke my heart: http://supermansamuel.blogspot.ca/2013/12/what-im-missing.html
Cancer affects us all, young and old. It is ruthless. Every time I think I couldn’t possibly hate cancer anymore, I then read a story such as Sam’s, and I am filled with anger at this disease and its ability to take an amazing 8 year-old boy from his family and from this world. Please read, and donate if you feel inclined. And hope for a future where we don’t have to share stories like this anymore.”
This is one of the scariest sermons I’ve ever written.
It also might be the one I was most excited to give.
A few weeks ago, when Nelson Mandela died, it seemed a no-brainer that my sermon tonight, for “Just Shabbat” would be about him.
But then Superman Sam died, and everything changed.
There will be a time to talk about Mandela – anniversaries of his death and of his deeds. I promise that I will give that sermon one day. But sometimes the important things that people have done in the past have to take a backseat to the important things people are doing right now. And right now, 72 of my colleagues and I are raising money to fight childhood cancer.
If we reach our fundraising goals, we will shave our heads.
It’s called 36 Rabbis Shave for the Brave – it was originally supposed to be only…
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