Rosh

Last year, we spent Rosh Hashanah with the Zollitsch family, who had been unemployed for nearly a year with no end in sight. We invited our friend Maria to join our table, and when she called me with her regrets, she said excitedly that she had "met someone". I cooked dinner slowly, very pregnant with what I was sure was our seventh son. We broke bread and thanked the Lord for His everlasting goodness, praying blessing and sweetness over these three households and the year to come. Today, the Zollitsches are employed and living in Texas, Maria is a happy newlywed, and I am ironing a dress for my daughter's first Jewish New Year. What a difference a year makes! All thanks to the Lord for his provision and care!