By Rabbi Marci Bellows
Adapted From an article published in New York Jewish Week.
I looked down at the podium in front of me. I had led services from this surface myriad times, but it had never before looked like this. Instead of three siddurim (mine, the Bat Mitzvah celebrant's, and the cantor's), there were two siddurim and a large document. On the document were little dots that were illegible to me, but to the girl to my right, these raised circles contained the holiest words known to Jews. Though I couldn't understand, her fingers moved over the Braille words and she was able to read, "... Read More