When I walk or daven with friends, distance doesn’t matter. The quality of the seats doesn’t matter. I can go forever. I’m absorbed in my connections. The hours and miles speed by. <\/p>\n
When I daven alone or walk alone, I tire easily, I want to go home, I want to give up, my feet hurt, my butt hurts, I’m disconnected and prone to depression and I want to take the easy way out. When I’m connected, it’s easier for me to be disciplined and to do the right things.<\/p>\n
Nothing predicts my happiness and my morals like the quality of my connections. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When I walk or daven with friends, distance doesn’t matter. The quality of the seats doesn’t matter. I can go forever. I’m absorbed in my connections. The hours and miles speed by. When I daven alone or walk alone, I … Continue reading