It wasn't a bris. Or maybe it was
Bagels and lox and a gathering of Jews on a Sunday morning — but it wasn’t a bris. Or maybe it was.
HaKadosh Baruch Hu saw fit to enter a special bris with Klal Yisrael regarding Torah shebe’al peh (Gittin 60b). That morning, my friend Larry became a party to the unique covenant between G-d and Israel in the most powerful way imaginable: He made a siyum on all of Shas.
Considering where he and his wife Susie each once were, and the respective roads they took to get to their destination, to the world of Torah and mitzvos, those words — “made a siyum on all of Shas” — are so easy to casually say, but so difficult to believe have come true. Just two decades ago, they were unthinkable to him.
I’m not going to share the details of Larry and Susie’s entire fascinating story here (perhaps another time). But here’s part of what my friend said last week about his experiences:
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