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| Candles in Memory of A Clash of Civilisations |
| 1/12/2006 |
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Candles in Memory of A Clash of Civilisations
Spare a thought for Chanukah, the festival of rededication and light that began last night. It is the simplest of all Jewish festivals. All it requires, other than certain prayers, is the lighting of a candelabrum, the Menorah, in memory of the one that once stood in the Temple in Jerusalem.
We do so for eight days, each day lighting one light more than the day before. We say a blessing, sing a song and eat doughnuts (what would a Jewish... |
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| As Guardians of Our Children's Future, We Must Keep Faith With the Past |
| 1/11/2006 |
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As Guardians of Our Children's Future, We Must Keep Faith With the Past
Each year I find myself profoundly moved by the Remembrance Sunday ceremony at the Cenotaph. Though it commemorates events that happened before most of us were born, it speaks eloquently of the qualities we will need if we are to build a decent future.
Originally known as Armistice Day, it was instituted to mark the moment when the guns fell silent at the end of World War 1 in 1918, on the eleventh hour of the e... |
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| Danger Ahead - There are Good Reasons Why God Created Atheists |
| 1/10/2006 |
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"Do you believe,” the disciple asked the rabbi, “that God created everything for a purpose?”
“I do,” replied the rabbi.
“Well, then,” continued the disciple, “why did God create atheists?”
The rabbi paused before giving an answer, and when he spoke his voice was soft and intense. “Sometimes we who believe, believe too much. We see the cruelty, the suffering, the injustice in the world and we say: This is the will of God. We accept what we should not accept. That is when God sends... |
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| Faith Changes in Banglatown, But Our Social Enrichment Stays the Same |
| 1/9/2006 |
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Walking down Brick Lane in the heart of London’s East End it was hard to believe that it was once called Little Jerusalem because of the numbers of Jews living there. A century earlier it was full of Huguenots, refugees from persecution in France. Today it is known locally as Banglatown. The sights and sounds, dress and language, are Bangladeshi. A century from now it will be something else again as the next wave of newcomers makes it their own. The faces change, the story stays the same.... |
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