Last night was a shehechianu moment. More than one actually. Last night was the first night of Chanukah in our new house. It was the first Chanukah Sarah and her boyfriend were together. Those are both worth a Shehechianu. But something else happened last night that was important.

Last night I spoke at a Chabad event. Let me say that again. Last night, I, a woman rabbi, spoke words of Torah at a Chabad event.

This has been a difficult year for the Jewish community. We have been confronted with violent anti-semitism. Since last Chanukah, there have been two deadly attacks on Jews—one at Passover at the Chabad in Poway, CA and one just last week at a kosher grocery in Jersey City, NJ. There have been countless acts of vandalism, physical attacks and threats. Actually organizations like the FBI, Homeland Security and the ADL track such acts. The numbers are grim. Anti-semitism is on the rise. On the left and the right.

I have been the rabbi in Elgin for seven years. So has Rabbi Mendel Shem Tov. We came to Elgin the same time. For seven years he has hosted an event in the city of Elgin, with the full participation of the mayor, the fire department and the police department. Many of my congregants attend. Some years I go. Other years I don’t. It confuses people, both elected officials and my congregants when I am not there.

This year, sometime after Poway, we planned early. And then we forgot. Last week I texted him that “I would love to participate and do some small part. A poem, a story, even a song.” and got an immediate response. “Absolutely”.

I tried to write my own poem. But my daughter said, correctly, that it was too dark. That poem maybe available later. I’ll rework it. But I needed something and so I went hunting again and found something better.

So last night found me at the Centre of Elgin, shoulder to shoulder with other Jews—of all kinds, watching a menorah be carved in ice, listening to the kids shout with glee as the fire department dropped gelt from the hook and ladder, and speaking, just after the mayor and the police chief and ahead of the lighting of that ice menorah. Stunningly beautiful.

This is what I said:

I didn’t know much about Chabad growing up in a small Midwestern town, not unlike Elgin. There was a Chabad but they were always separate and not much like us. The police chief talked about “an incident” last year. That was at a Chabad in Poway, CA and while the chief was away at the time, she immediately had squad cars at CKI, before we even knew what had happened. We cannot thank the Elgin Police Department enough.

This past year, the CKI book group read Teluskin’s The Rebbe about Rabbi Menachem Schneerson. I was impressed with just how much of what I do as a rabbi comes out of what he taught. Out of his vision. My dollar project I do with the kids that I learned at NewCAJE, Jewish summer camps, giving a mezuzah to every bride and groom, baking challah on Rosh Hodesh. So much. So for that I am grateful.

I am grateful for tonight. That we can stand here shoulder to shoulder. That the mayor and the police chief and the fire department bless us with their presence. Being visible, being proudly Jewish is the best way to combat the fear and hatred. Your presence, all of our presence, together brings light. For the idea that the light we kindle tonight comes from deep within—another idea of the rebbe. Not unique to the rebbe as we learned about it as well last week from Apostle Larry Henderson at the Kingdom Advancement Center. I thank the rabbi for his graciousness and his leadership. And I offer this poem of Alden Solovy:

Lamps Within

A lamp glows inside your heart,
With eight ways to light it,
Eight ways to keep it shining,
Eight ways to keep its glow.

Light it with your joy.
Light it with your tears.
Light it with this song.
Light it with the works of your hands.
Light it with hope.
Light it with service.
Light it with this prayer.
Light it with praise to God’s Holy Name.

Bring the lamp of your soul out into the street
So that all who have forgotten
The miracles around us
Will remember the beauty within,
So that all who have forgotten
The miracles of old
Will remember to rejoice.

A lamp glows inside your children.
Keep it shining.
Watch it glow.

Light it with your joy.
Light it with your tears.
Light it with song.
Light it with the works of your hands.
Light it with hope.
Light it with service.
Light it with prayer.
Light it with praise to God’s Holy Name.

© 2017 CCAR Press from This Grateful Heart: Psalms and Prayers for a New Day

 The light does shines brightly in Elgin. It is up to each of us to bring it forth.