Of a punk rocker-turned rabbi, funk, punk and the power of prayer

More and more I'm coming to believe that: (1) God truly does exist; and (2) God has a wry sense of humor. Last Saturday Debi and I went to church for the first time in a couple of months, and the gospel reading (Pentecost VII) was Luke 11:1-13, beginning: 11 [Jesus] was praying in a certain … Continue reading Of a punk rocker-turned rabbi, funk, punk and the power of prayer